A/N: Sorry it took so long to update this. I hope you enjoy.-I also do apologize for the name confusion that's gonna happen between Sam and Sammy, just remember Sammy is always the son.

Disclaimer: Own nothing but Liz and Sammy-the son

Dean and Sammy stood in the snow looking around at the different trees. Sammy ran to and fro to each tree.

"Which one do ya want?" Dean asked, the saw dangling in his hands.

"This one." He stood in front of a medium height Blue Spruce. When Dean looked at the tag he saw that it was thirty-five dollars.

"You sure?" he asked.

"Yep." He nodded.

"Alright, I did tell you, you could pick tree." He said as he knelt down in the snow and started cutting. The tree fell quickly and Dean and Sammy, mostly Dean, carried it back so that the men could bind it in rope and then put it on their car.

Once they were in the car Sammy seemed to quiet down. Dean turned on the music, but after awhile of flipping through the stations, he turned the radio off. It was then that he felt that Sammy was too quiet.

"You alright there, bud?" he asked, glancing over at the passenger seat. Sammy was staring out at the passing scenery.

"Yeah. Dad?" he turned his face to Dean.

"Yeah, kiddo?"

"Mommy said my heart'll be fixed when I meet Jesus." He said softly. Dean was pulling to a stop sign when Sammy said this, so he took the opportunity to really look at Sammy. Growing up he'd sort of lost any faith he had, Sam was the one who had the faith, he just lost it, couldn't see the good that was there.

"Yeah." He said after a minute.

"What's He like?" Sammy asked, eyes wide.

"Uh." He had to think for a minute, try to remember something.

"He's loving, He loves you." Dean said.

"Mommy says He loves all the children, no matter what, even me, even though I'm sick." He told Dean. It made his heart swell.

"Yeah, that's right." He swallowed hard. As they pulled up to a red light, a building stood next to them. He watched as Sammy's face lit up.

"It's Uncle Sam's building, can we visit him, Daddy?" he asked excitedly.

" I don't know."

"Please?"

"Fine, but not too long. We don't want your mother to worry." He said before giving Sammy a small smile.

They parked and then walked into the building. Sammy led him to his brother's office.

"Go ahead in." the secretary said with a smile. She obviously recognized them.

"Dean, Sammy, what a surprise." Sam said when he saw the two of them walk in. Sammy ran to him and gave him a hug.

"Uh, Sammy wanted to stop by." Dean said, standing close to the door.

"You did?" Sam looked at Sammy, a look of surprise on his face.

"Yep." He beamed.

"Well, this is quite a surprise." Sam smiled.

"If you're busy, we don't have to…" Dean started, noticing all the papers on the desk.

"No, it's fine. I love visits from my favorite nephew."

"I'm your only nephew, Uncle Sam." Sammy said excitedly.

"Well, I guess that's true. So what's going on with you?" he asked Sammy.

"We just got a tree, Daddy and I cut it down. It's huge." He spread his arms out to show that it was huge.

"Wow!"

"Yeah and we're gonna decoarate it tonight. Please come?" Sammy said, looking intensely at him.

"I don't know, I've got stuff…"

"Please, mommy's got cookies and cider and cocoa and it's gonna be lots of fun, please?" he pleaded.

"Well, fine, I'll be there. Tell Liz I'm coming." He said barely looking at Dean.

"I will." Dean said, realizing that was his wife's name.

"Yay!" Sammy shouted. He gave Sam a big hug.

"When should I be there?" Sam asked Dean who hadn't stepped away from the door.

"Five ok?" he asked.

"I'll try."

"Try hard, Sammy." His son looked at him when he said this.

"Did you just call me Sammy?" Sam questioned, a look on his face.

"Yeah, old habit, hard to break." He said, trying to smile.

"Right. See you two later." He said looking at Dean strangely before looking back at Sammy.

"Alright. Love you, Uncle Sam." He said before giving him one more hug. They left after that. Dean was trying to figure out who the person was in place of his brother, because to him, it was definitely not his brother. Not his brother who had looked up to him and knew when he was upset or just knew him.

To Be Continued...