The gang was sitting on the couch in the coffee shop when the door flung open. Rachel looked up to see a good looking man walking inside with bright green eyes. "10 o clock! " She yelled to Phoebe and Monica who smiled at the decent looking man.

The man got a cup of coffee, and strolled to the couch, "Is this seat saved?" he asked Chandler who was sitting by Joey.

"No," Chandler smiled, scooting over slightly.

The man sat down when Monica blushed, and blurted,"What's your name?"

The man stop sipping his coffee, and glanced at her, "I'm Dean... Dean Winchester, what's yours?"

"I'M MONICA," she basically yelled in her reply.

"That's lovely, what about you guys?" he asked the gang.

"I'm Phoebe, " Phoebe smiled, "And that's Chandler, Joey, Rachel, Ross, and obviously that's Monica because she blurted it."

"Nice to meet you."

Phoebe put her fingertips on her temples, and closed her eyes, "There is something strange about you," She stated out loud.

"PHOEBE! " Ross scolded.

Dean held his hand to Ross, and grinned at Phoebe, "and what is that? "

"Do you by chance hunt ghosts?"

Dean grinned to his lap, and laughed, "No," I hunt all monsters, he thought the last part to himself.

The gang laughed when Dean frowned, "But I did have a rough childhood. "

"Oh please, I bet my is worse," Phoebe sighed.

"Wait are we having a rough childhood off?" Dean asked.

"Well my mom killed herself, and my dad left so I am left with my twin sister who doesn't even appreciate me as a person," Phoebe frowned.

"Wow that's rough, " Dean sighed, "But I can top that. My mom got killed when I was four, and when my brother was only six months. She was stabbed in her stomach by a robber. The robber was trying to take Sammy, my brother, and my mom interfered. If that's not bad enough, the robber lit my house on fire, so I had to carry Sammy out, and I was four, only four, I never thought that so much can be stolen from you at a young age, I guess age doesn't protect you, it just makes things difficult. "

The girls were almost in tears when the guys just stared at the ground, "What about your dad?" Joey asked.

"He died in a hospital in my 20's, " Dean said simply.

To lighten the mood, Phoebe said, "You won."

Dean chuckled, standing up, and putting his coffee cup on the counter. He went back to the gang when the door flung open, and Sam slithered in, he was so pissed that even his eyes were scowling. "Dean!"

"Who's that?" Rachel asked Dean.

"My brother."

"That tall piece of man candy is your brother, man you guys have great genes." "Thanks, you too," Dean flirted before standing up, and facing Sam. "Oh Samantha did your throne get to hot, Princess. "

Sam marched towards Dean, "Why didn't you wake me up? I wanted to get coffee you know?"

"Sorry Sleeping Beauty, but you were so peaceful. "

"Whatever, I'll just get-" Sam didn't get to finish his sentence his head started to ache so bad that it felt like his brain was getting ripped to pieces strand by strand. Sam started to sway, grabbing his head, and before he could even think about falling to the ground, Dean had Sam in his cluches, slowly guiding him in front of the couch. He sat him on the ground in a sitting position with Sam's head on Dean's chest.

"Uh is he alright? " Chandler asked.

"Yeah, " Dean responded.

Sam held his mouth, and Dean knew. Dean got up, and rushed to find a trash can. He found one close by, and brought it to Sam, when Sam vomited violently into it.

"I'm glad he's fine," Chandler mumbled, sarcastically.

Dean ignored Chandler, and held Sam's head up. He felt his forehead, and frowned to feel it warm, "Shit," he whispered to loud.

"What's wrong? " Ross asked.

"Sammy is little ill, so I'm just going to stop in New York for a night, and get a motel s-"

"Don't get a motel, you can rest at our apartment, " Monica smiled.

"That's nice of you, but are you sure?"

"Of course I am, you don't turn your back on two hot men."

"Uh well, thanks?"

"Smoothe," Rachel whispered in Monica's ear.

Sam started to cough when Dean got up, and wrapped Sam's arm around Dean's shoulder. "Can we go now?" Dean asked Monica nicely.

"Sure. "

The gang cleaned up, and went to the apartment with the Winchesters. This should be fun.