Hey all, so yeah I thought a lot of you might hate me for the last chapter of Death All Round, but a lot of you did NOT send me death threats so it's all good : ) Here is the first part of book four! I switched some episodes around to suit my time schedule, so the next bit coming up later is not the order it went in season five! Hope that's ok, and I hope you enjoy this edition : )

Disclaimer – I do not own; Dean W, Sam W, Castiel or Bobby. However I do own; Claire W, Matt, Mark, Anna, Nick, Sarah and Andrew.

This is Heaven?

Dean was surprised as he found himself seated in the Impala, and he just drove down a long narrow road, humming to the beat of the music. He found himself pulling over and the car grounded to a halt. Ahead of him he recognised a large field, and looked to the side of him, where a rather young Sam sat.

"Come on Dean!" The young Sam beamed getting out the Impala and taking a box with him. Dean jumped out the Impala, confused, but followed anyway. "COME ON!" Sam urged taking Dean by the hand and pulling him further into the field.

"What is it Sammy?" Dean asked completely oblivious as too his surroundings.

"Dad will kill us if he finds out we stole these," Sam giggled placing the box on the floor. Dean's eyes narrowed. "Have you got your lighter?" Sam asked his big brother.

"Yeah," Dean said chucking him it. Sam smiled gratefully and lit a bit of rope. Sam ran back taking Dean with him. Then the box exploded and fireworks were everywhere. Dean beamed and grinned and watched as his brother was full of joy and danced under the sparks. "I remember this!" Dean said eagerly! "This is the Fourth of July, nineteen ninety six!" Dean beamed at the distant memory.

"Dad would never let us do anything like this!" A young Sam commented. "Thanks Dean," he smiled wrapping his arms round Dean's waist. Dean was stunned but returned it. Sam ran back smiling and laughing under the fire works.

The bang, made Dean stop, and think. The memory returning back to his mind. The bang that hit Sammy twice in the chest, the other bang that hit his sister in her chest, and the final blow that hit him. He stopped as did the memory. And he was suddenly in an empty field.

"Sam?" Dean asked worried. He walked back to the Impala resting on the hood. Wondering where he was, and how to get back. The car radio suddenly turned on and the static made him jump and grabbed his attention.

"Dean?" A voice asked coming through the radio.

"Cas?" Dean asked confused looking at his car's radio.

"Yeah…it's me," the crackle replied. Dean jumped in the car and sighed.

"You got to stop poking around in my dreams man, I need some me time!" Dean chuckled to the stereo.

"Dean, listen too me very closely, this isn't a dream!" Castiel's urgent voice replied.

"Then what is it?" Dean asked swallowing the lump in his throat.

"Deep down you already know!" Castiel replied.

Dean sat back, looking ill, as memories again came to his head. The two shots on his brother, Sam flew back on the bed, and lay lifeless. Another two shots after they dragged his sister up, the two shots, watching her bloated body drop to the floor. Blood surrounded the area around Sam on the bed, and then Claire on the floor. After Dean, cussed at the two attackers, the two final blows that struck him, before he too was lying lifeless in the motel room. Dean sat in the Impala.

"I'm dead," he replied.

"Condolences," Castiel replied.

Dean's mind suddenly began too work. "Where am I?" he asked worried.

"Heaven," Castiel replied.

"Heaven?" Dean questioned. "How did I get to heaven?" he asked looking around him.
"Dean, please listen, this spell…this connection it's difficult to maintain!" Castiel urged.

"Wait a minute if I'm in heaven, then where's Sam…where's Claire?" Dean asked wanting to know that answer more than anything else at this moment in time.

"What do you see?" Castiel asked ignoring his question.

"What do you mean what do I see?" Dean asked not getting Castiel's point.

"Some people see a tunnel or a river, what do you see?" Castiel explained.

"Nothing but my dash, I'm in a car, on a road," Dean said impatiently not getting Castiel's point.

"Alright a road, for you it's a road, follow it Dean. Follow the road and you'll find Sam and Claire, follow…the…road," Castiel's voice said slowly disappearing.

Dean shrugged and turned the key in the ignition, he drove, followed the road and ended up near a yellow house that was surrounded by trees. He pulled up and stepped out of the Impala. Looking at the house, trying to judge it. He walked in and found Sam at a table, eating turkey and stuffing, anything you name it.

"So Sam how long have you been at high school?" a man at the head of the table asked.

"Um…just started, been there for about two weeks," he beamed punching his chest out to show he was proud.

"Stephanie over here just can't seem to stop talking about you!" The man grinned at the girl – Stephanie – next to Sam.

"Dad shut up!" Stephanie blushed, and smiled her braces off grabbing his leg under the table and making him jump.

"Ur…" Sam said uncomfortable.

"Wow! Just…wow!" Dean smirked looking at his brother in a shirt and tie. Sam looked at Stephanie's dad and everyone else around the table, and then looked back at Dean.

"Dean!" Sam asked his eyebrows crossing, however his expression lighting up a little. "What are you doing in my dream?"

Sam got up and left the table and joined Dean in the next room so they could talk. They looked as the conversation carried on without Sam, but the questions were still being answered, so the conversation managed to carry on.

"How is this even possible?" Sam asked once Dean had announced the place they were in.

"Yep," Dean replied looking in the distance.

"How are WE in Heaven?" Sam asked he paused to think. "And where's Claire?"

"Well a clean living I guess," Dean replied smirking.

"No! No! No!" Sam said moving infront of Dean. "Ok, YOU I get sure! But ME?" He asked pointing to himself. Dean was offended that his brother didn't think he deserved to be in the place he was. "Maybe you haven't noticed but I've...UR…done a few things!"

"Maybe you didn't know you were doing the right thing?" Dean questioned.

"Yeah well at the time I didn't exactly think it would lead to the road to Heaven?" Sam sighed throwing his hands up in the air.

"Yeah well I know!" Dean shrugged also throwing his hands up in the air. "What do you think this is the freaking sky mall? I mean there are no triplet's or anything!"

"You know," Sam said looking at the family having thanksgiving. "When you bite dust they say your life flashes before your eyes," Sam said trying to figure it out.
"Your point?" Dean asked.
"This house, it's one of my memories," Sam announced.

"When I woke up, I woke up in one of my memories." Dean announced and Sam's face seemed pleased that he was on the right track. "The fourth of July when we burnt down that old field,"

Sam chuckled and sighed at the old memory. "Well maybe that's what heaven is a place where you live your greatest hits?" Sam questioned.

"Wait! So playing footsie with brace-face in there…that's a trophy moment for you!" Dean said seeming shocked and somewhat disgusted.

"Dean!" Sam smiled. "I was eleven years old this was my first real thanksgiving," Sam explained.

"What are you talking about!" Dean seemed offended. "We had thanksgiving every year."

"We had a bucket of extra crispy, and Dad passed out on the couch!" Sam smirked. Dean raised his eyebrows but dropped them and nodded. Sam was about to speak again. But then a sound caught their attention. "I don't remember this," Sam said confused as the lights cut out. A spot light seemed to be searching the outside and the inside of the house, as it shook.

"Hey…we should…"

"Definatley," Sam answered finishing for Dean and running towards the corner of the room. Dean followed but as the light got closer too him, he ducked behind the sofa, as the house continued to shake and the family were still sat eating at the table.

The light vanished, and the house began to settle, the room's lights switching on again. Dean and Sam's shocked faces came out from their hiding places, and looked around at the room.

"Ok," Dean commented moving towards an old radio.

"Um…what the hell was that?" Sam asked following Dean.

"I don't know!" Dean replied tapping the radio. "But we are taking the escalator back downstairs. CAS!" Dean shouted into it.

"What are you doing?" Sam asked thinking his brother had gone nuts.

"What does it look like I'm doing? Cas talked to me before, using like this radio thing, so I figured I would try this! CAS!" Dean shouted again.

"I can hear you," Cas replied as the television switched on.

Sam and Dean, alert, switched their heads that way.

"Hey!" Dean said noticing Castiel's face appear on the television, but with a really bad signal. "Hey Cas, hey, Ur so I found Sam, but there was this weird beam of light!"

"Don't go into the light!" Castiel snapped at them.

"Um…ok thanks Carol Anne! What was it?" Dean demanded.

"Not what, who? Zachariah," Castiel announced and the two boy's faces fell. "He's searching for you,"

"And if he finds us?" Sam asked.

"You can't say yes to Michael or Lucifer if you're dead, Zachariah needs to return you too your bodies." Castiel replied.

"Great! Problem solved," Sam said excitedly.

"No you don't understand!" Castiel said wanting to get the boys to listen. "You're behind the wall, this is a very rare opportunity,"

"For what?" Dean questioned.

"You need to find an angel his name is Joshua," Castiel spoke rather quickly.

"Hey Cas, no offence, but we are kind of ass full on angels, you go find him." Dean sighed just wanting to return home.

"I can't," Castiel replied. "I can't return to heaven," Castiel announced, and the pair of them knew they were going to stay to find Joshua.

"So…what's so important about Joshua?" Sam asked.

"He is important, he talks to God," Castiel said the connection starting to break a little.

"And so?" Dean shrugged.

"You think maybe, just maybe, we should find out what the hell God has been saying?" Castiel snapped.

"Jeez touchy," Dean commented looking at Sam.

"Please I just need you to follow the road," Castiel announced.

"What road?" Sam asked.

"It's a path that runs through heaven, people see it as different things, for you it's two lane asphalt, the road will lead you to the garden and you will find Joshua there," Castiel said speaking incredibly fast now. "And Joshua can take us to God. The garden…" Castiel said the connection starting to break.

"Wait, what about Claire?" Dean shouted.

"….please hurry," Castiel said not hearing them, and the TV turned off.

Sam sighed deeply. "So what do you think?" Sam shrugged.

"I think we hit the yellow bricks and find this Joshua cat," Dean announced. He would find Claire later, the fact he hadn't bumped into her yet, made him wander if she was still alive.

"Really?" Sam asked confused. "And what about Claire?"

"What you don't think so? We'll find Claire later, chances are, Zachariah already found her and she is back in her body." Dean explained.

"No, I'm just surprised YOU do! I mean last I checked, you wanted to break out the nose, and now you think he can help?" Sam questioned and decided to leave the Claire subject alone.

"I think he is the only one who can. Come on Sam I mean we are royally boned! So prayer…the last hope of a desperate man!" Dean said moving towards the front door, Sam fast on his tail as he pushed it open. They stood outside and looked around to see a forest, not the road they were supposed to follow, Sam looked around confused.

"Wasn't there a street out here?" he said looking around at the trees.

"It was," Dean replied walking back in the house with Sam. Dean started frantically looking in doors and draws.

"Dean what are you doing?" Sam asked confused.

"Looking for a road," Dean stated.

"And you think this road is going to be in a door or a closet?" Sam questioned as Dean opened the closet under the stair case and looked down.

"We're in heaven Sam!" Dean said switching the closet light on. "Our memories are coming true, Cas is on TV, finding a road in the closet will be pretty much the most normal thing…to happen to us today." Dean said looking at the floor perplexed. He leaned down looking at an old car set.

"What?" Sam asked uninterested. However the toy car and road caught his attention.

Dean picked up the little blue toy car, and twirled it around in his fingers. "I used to have one of these," He announced. "When I was a kid," he carried on placing the car on the electric road and started to play with it. It worked smoothly and suddenly the scene around them changed. Dean was the first too notice. Looking at the familiar surroundings. Then Sam noticed and looked at the tiny car set pointing too it disbelievingly.

"That was the road?" he asked unimpressed.

"I guess," Dean commented.

"Well is Claire here? Are we in one of her memories?" Sam questioned but knew it was highly unlikely as he looked around a little boy's room – or so it seemed.

"Bit trippy right?" Dean sighed also in disbelief.

"Yeah…more trippy," Sam said awkwardly. "Apparently…you wuv hugs," Sam smirked.

"Shut up!" Dean said looking down at his sudden change of shirt.

Sam laughed.

"Obviously your memory then," Sam muttered after he finished chuckling.

"Wait a minute I know where we are!" Dean said tapping Sam on the arm to grab his attention after he looked around the room.

"Where?" Sam asked intrigued.

"We're home," Dean said feeling actual joy. Sam looked at him like he had lost it.

"Dean," A woman's voice called coming to the door. "Hey, Dean." She smiled at him. "You hungry?" she smiled leaning her head against the door. Her mid long hair flowing down her shoulders, her pale skin accentuating her white night gown, and her sparkly eyes looking into Dean's.

Both of their faces dropped, and they were stunned looking into their mothers eyes. Sam was full of joy as this was the first time he was meeting his mother in person. They both swallowed away the lumps in their throats.