At first, Dean was a bit confused. I mean, he probably remembered he was dying and then, nothing. So it was obvious he couldn't be alive right? Then he seemed to appreciate the fact that he was still there and not dead. A smirk crept to his face and that's when he noticed me. He was a new born demon alright but it wasn't a demon possession. That makes two of us.

"So if I heard correct, that mark on my arm is what brought me back, right?"

I simply nodded and kept the smirk on his face.

"Damn right.", he added before glancing around and thinking about something he could do now that he was pretty much free to do as he pleases. "Anything you want to do now that the perfect life is mine for the taking?"

I didn't expect him to be ready to go already but I got to admit that was a nice feeling. A smile crept to my face as well as I stood up and took his face with both my hands, gluing my dark blue gaze on his pale green one. I admired his new beauty, touched his lips with my thumbs and then reached out my head to whisper to his ear:

"At last, welcome to the dark side, Dean."

I retired myself and kept my eyes on him, he seemed to appreciate my words. For a second he was thoughtful, and then he stood up as well, taller than me alright. He caressed my cheek with one of his hand as he reached out his arm to touch it. He was looking at me like he never did before and it was a little bit embarrassing since it was new, even for me.

"Thank you.", he told me before approaching my face dangerously with his and pressing his lips against mine when he was close enough. I was surprised since he never really kissed me, willingly at least. I was sure I was going to like this new Dean.

I kissed him back with the same passion and he threw me on the bed, him on top. He stopped the kiss suddenly, his eyes still on me and I glanced at him, wanting more. Instead of kissing me, he started to remove his shirt. Appreciating the view, I giggled ever so slightly as he threw his shirt away carelessly. Then he went down to take care of me. He caressed my hips with his hands before getting a grip on my shirt to remove it like he did with his shirt.

"Dean?!", I heard from behind.

I thought he would jerk away from me but, instead, an annoyed look crept to his face, his hand still on me. But he only took a second for him to remove himself from me and he stood up on his 2 legs once again, staring at his younger brother. He sighed and lazily went to grab his shirt on the floor, not giving a second stare at the youngest who was obviously shocked to see him wander around after he was pierced right through his heart by an angel blade.

"H-How is it even possible?!", he added, trying to gain answers from his older brother.

But it wasn't going to work; Dean looked like he was caring more about his shirt than Sam, which frustrated him.

"Hey, c'mon answer me already!", he yelled and it finally caught the attention of the other.

"Shut the hell up Sam!", Dean yelled back which had the effect he wanted. I could see the tall boy gulp as he turned his gaze toward me, hoping to seek answers from me instead.

"Umbra, please, can you explain me what is going on with him?", he asked me, hopelessly.

"You know I can hear you right?", Dean said, rolling his eyes as he sat down on the bed, his eyes glued on me. "Now, why don't you mind your own business and leave us alone for fuck's sake!"

Sam's eyes widened as his own brother was speaking to him like that. That wasn't like him, not at all. He put his confused look on me the back at Dean.

"What the hell is wrong with you Dean?! Why would you speak to me like that?! I'm your brother, don't you remember?!"

That's when I decided to step in when I saw Dean was going to reply something else. I stood up much to the older Winchester's disappointment as he grabbed my hand. He thought I was going to leave. I stayed where I am, to be at his reach and glued my gaze to Sam which seemed even more confused.

"This is crazy… I mean, it was obvious Dean had feelings for you but now to act like this with you. He would never do that-"He was cut off by me.

"Now you shut the hell up and you let me explain if you want your answers." He stayed quiet and glared at me. "The Mark of Cain is what brought Dean back. He can't die Sam. But now since he died once… Dean, show him."

Sam glared at me even more. "Show me what?" I didn't answer. Instead, I saw Dean smirk as he stood up next to me, glaring at his younger brother who grew quiet, waiting, a bad premonition sending a shiver down his spine. But he never could have guessed what happened next. The older Winchester's eyes flickered from pale green to complete black. His smirk seemed to grow even wider and he opened up his mouth to confirm Sam's fears. "I'm a demon.", he said simply as his brother saw black. His face grew with desperation as I saw him having trouble to swallow.

"No, that's not possible. I mean, it can't be right, Umbra?", he desperately tried to ask me so I could tell him 'Yeah, it's just a joke', but the thing is, I didn't. When I stayed quiet and shook my head, I could see tears forming in Sam's eyes. His older brother, because of this mark, was a thing he would have never wanted to be. This just couldn't be… It must be a dream. But unfortunately, it wasn't. He needed to save him. A new hope glinted in the youngest as he glanced back at me.

"Say if I make a deal with you, could you save him?"

I chuckled a bit before preparing my answer. "No. This is not from within my reach."

"Okay. Then do you know anyone who could do that?" His new question made me chuckle again.

"-I know only one person that could do that, but there's no way he would do it.

-Try me.

-Death."