Sorry for any confusion, I tried to post this chapter a few times, but it showed up as gibberish on here and I don't know what happened, but now it should be good, hopefully. So, this chapter has flashbacks from season 5, in between season 7 and 8, and the beginning of season 12. Hope you all like it! Also, if there are any episodes or certain things you would like to see, let me know and I'll be happy to include them! Hope you guys like it!

Chapter 4

Present

They'd stopped at the motel for a few hours to patch Alec up and to try to regroup, but then hit the road again. They wouldn't be safe until they made it back to the bunker and they could come up with a better plan there. The angels were after Jack and he wasn't going to let them take him. Son of Satan or not, Jack was just a kid and he needed to be protected.

Dean checked the rearview mirror to check on the boys in the back. Alec had fallen asleep almost as soon as he had started the car. He was still recovering and the fight at the diner had used up the tiny bit of energy he had managed to gain. He had fallen over to rest against Jack, who had looked startled at first, but then slowly relaxed and let Alec sleep against him. Jack had fallen asleep after a while too, leaning back against Alec.

He smiled to himself; maybe Alec and Ben could have an older brother. He chuckled thinking about it, causing Sam to look over at him.

"What's so funny?" Sam asked softly. He didn't want to be too loud or move too much since Ben was sleeping against him. He knew Ben wanted to be in the back with Alec, but it was easier to have Ben sit up front with them since he wouldn't complain about it.

Dean nodded his head back towards the boys, "I was just thinking, Alec and Ben could have an older brother."

Sam snorted, "Just a little while ago you were trying to tell me he could be dangerous, now you want to adopt him?"

"No, I'm just…well, look at 'em," Dean said, glancing back again at the sleeping teenagers. "They could be brothers…sort of…" He scratched the back of his head, and then changed directions, "It was just funny to think about, that's all."

Sam chuckled and nodded, "I can't see Alec agreeing to another brother."

"He eventually got used to Ben, and now they're inseparable," Dean said. "He doesn't even want to sit up here while Alec's back there."

Sam nodded again and looked out the window for a moment before he asked, "What makes you think Jack's older?"

He shrugged, "I don't know…he looks older than the twins. I'd say 18 or 19 maybe and Alec and Ben just turned 17. I think he's older."

"So…you think he should stick around?" Sam hesitantly asked.

He looked back at the boys again; he was still a little unsure considering who Jack's father really was, but looking at him now made him think he could be good. "I don't know, Sam…"

"That's ok," Sam quickly reassured. "Its just nice to hear that you don't want to just find a way to kill him even though he hasn't done anything wrong."

"He's just a kid," Dean muttered. "Besides, the angels want him, which means the demons probably want him too, and what we saw back at the diner was probably nothing compared to what he might be able to do…"

"Better to have him on our side, huh?" Sam teased.

"Shut up…"

"Y'know, Alec probably doesn't even realize he's sleeping on Jack," Sam said.

Dean chuckled, "Yeah, I know." He sobered after a moment and said, "He's wiped out though…passed out as soon as we started drivin'. I shouldn't have let him leave the motel earlier…"

"He's doing ok, Dean. He just needs some rest," Sam said. "Once we get back to the bunker he can sleep in his own bed for a while and we can try to figure out what's going on."

"We've still got a ways to go…"

"If he needs to stop, then we'll stop," Sam reasoned.

Alec made a small sound in his sleep, instantly drawing his attention. He held his breath, waiting to see if his boy would wake up, but he breathed out in relief when he settled again. Alec needed his rest, even if it was sleeping in an uncomfortable way in a moving vehicle.

"You should sleep," Dean said suddenly to Sam. "I'll drive as far as I can, and if Alec's still ok, I'll let you drive for a while."

"You sure you'll wake me up if you get tired?" Sam asked to make sure.

"Yeah, I'll wake you up," Dean said.

Sam nodded, and then scooted down in his seat to lean against the door. Dean checked the rearview mirror again to make sure the boys were still asleep and to see if Mom was still asleep too. The slow, even breathing was a comforting sound as he drove home.

2010

"What are we doing?" Alec asked, swinging his little legs as he sat on the hood of the Impala.

Dean held out a flashlight for Alec to hold and said, "We, are going to fix the Impala."

"Why?" Alec asked. He cocked his head to the side, looking at him curiously.

He picked Alec up and set him on the ground so he could pop the hood of the car. He grabbed a stool and brought it over so Alec could stand on it and see what he was doing. "Ok, you hold the flashlight so I can see and I'll show you everything I'm doing, ok?"

Alec nodded and held the flashlight at the ready. "Why are we fixing the Impala?"

"Well, because the Impala is the most important thing we own," Dean said. "We've gotta keep her running because this is our home."

Alec giggled, "Dad, this is a car."

Dean ruffled Alec's hair and said, "I know it's a car, but it can be both. The Impala is the place I feel the safest. Every time I get in my car, I know everything's gonna be ok. Everything about this car feels like home to me. The smell of the leather seats, the rumble of the engine, the rattle of the legos me and Sam stuffed in the air vents…" He glanced over at Alec when his little boy giggled, making him smile. "But, we've gotta keep her runnin'. We gotta make sure everything's workin' right and we gotta maintain it, otherwise, we'll be homeless, kiddo."

"How do you know its broken?" Alec asked.

"When I turn the key, it doesn't sound right," Dean said. "There's a rattle, and it's not the legos in the vents."

"Can you fix it?" Alec asked, looking up at him.

"Yeah I can fix it. That's why we're here," Dean said. "And once we're done, you'll be able to fix it next time."

"Really?"

"Yeah really," Dean said.

Alec gave him a huge smile making him feel better than he ever had before. He showed Alec how to fix the Impala, but then Alec wanted him to keep going, so he did. He taught Alec every part of the Impala and how to fix most of the things that went wrong with it. He showed him how to change a flat tire and how to change the oil, he showed him everything. And then, once he was out of things to teach him for the time being, he got into the backseat with Alec and showed him where he and Sam had carved their initials. He pulled out his pocketknife and helped Alec carve his own initials into the door. S.W., D.W., and A.W.; it made his home complete.

Present

"He ok?" Sam asked as he walked back into the main room of the bunker. They'd stopped for food and gas, but they had finally made it back.

"Yeah, sacked out as soon as his head hit the pillow," Dean said, sitting opposite of his brother at the table. "Grumbled and complained the whole time, so he's feelin' a little better."

"He'll be alright," Sam said. "Ben with him?"

Dean nodded, "They're both asleep, but Ben will know if he needs something."

"Jack, do you want to lie down? We could find you a room if you do," Mary said. Mary was sitting next to Sam at the table, but Jack was just standing there, looking at them, unsure what to do.

Jack looked to him to see what he should do. "You can do whatever you want," Dean reassured.

"What are you going to do?" Jack asked him.

"I'm stayin' out here for a while," Dean said. He was tired, but he wanted to at least try to come up with a game plan before he went to bed.

Jack nodded, and then walked over to sit next to him. He smiled at them and asked, "What do we do now?"

"We've gotta figure out where Cas is," Sam said.

"He's not answering his phone or any prayers, so we've gotta wait on that one," Dean said.

"Ok, what about Lucifer," Mom said. "We haven't heard anything about him since Jack was…since Jack's been with us."

"Maybe Crowley's heard something on Lucifer, but we'll have to wait until he gets back until we know anything," Sam said, running his hand down his face. He was tired, but he knew his brother wanted to figure things out. Neither of them liked not knowing what was going on, but there was nothing they could really do right now except rest and keep an eye out.

"Why would angels want me?" Jack suddenly asked. His eyes were worried as he looked at all of them, trying to see if any one them would have the answers.

"Jack, I'm not gonna lie to you," Dean said slowly. "The angels want you because you're a Nephilim. Your Mom was human, but your Dad was an angel…a very powerful, archangel."

"Jack, your Dad was Lucifer," Sam said quietly.

"Lucifer…" Jack muttered.

"He's the angel that defied God and was cast into Hell," Mom explained. "He's evil."

"So you think I might be evil," Jack whispered, looking down at the table.

"Jack, we don't know what to think," Dean said. "But we're not gonna jump to any conclusions, ok? We're going to work this out and keep you safe."

Jack was quiet as he took in everything they told him. He looked sad and confused, and he wished he knew a way to make it better, but he didn't. Jack took a deep breath, and then asked, "What did that angel mean…calling Alec and Ben an abomination?"

He flinched; he hated it when anyone called his boys that. Alec and Ben were the best things to ever happen to him; they were the furthest thing from an abomination. But he'd told Jack he wasn't going to lie to him, and he wasn't planning on it. "Alec and Ben were made in a lab," Dean finally admitted. "Some scientist got ahold of my DNA and mixed it with animal DNA to come up with them. The angels call them an abomination because they're not one of God's creations. But they are my sons, and they will always be my sons."

Jack nodded, "I didn't like it when they called them that…they looked sad…"

"My boys and the angels don't really get along. They never have," Dean said. "They're used to them calling them that. I think they were sad to hear about the others like them. The angels claim to have gotten rid of all the others, but I don't believe it. From what Alec told me, there are a ton of kids like him, but we've never seen them…"

"Do I get to stay?" Jack suddenly asked.

"Yeah, you get to stay," Dean reassured.

2013

"Uncle Sam!" Alec sang from another room. Sam rolled his eyes at his 12-year-old nephew's antics, but he decided to play along. Ever since Dean and Ben had disappeared he'd been either moping around or so focused on researching how to get his Dad and brother back that he hadn't been acting like himself.

They had a decent house now; two-bedroom, one bath. He'd rented it a few months after Dean and Ben had disappeared in thin air. He knew Dean wanted him to try to give Alec a normal life, but Alec just wanted to look for Dean and Ben. He played along though and went to school and did chores around the house. Sam was proud of him for at least trying to be normal. Most nights though, Alec would either wake him up screaming or crawl into bed with him because of a nightmare. They tried to be normal, but that wasn't in the cards for them.

"What?" Sam sang back.

"I've got a surprise for you…" Alec sang. He knew this was a trap, but he also knew this would get Alec to laugh and that was always his goal these days.

He stood up and slowly walked down the hall. "This better not be some kind of ambush…" Sam muttered. He heard Alec's insane giggle as he walked further down the hall. "Alec, where are you?"

"I'm in your bedroom Uncle Sammy," Alec taunted.

He rolled his eyes as he walked to his room. He opened the door and saw Alec jumping up and down on his bed, throwing confetti everywhere. "Alec!" Sam yelled, storming into the room. But he hit an invisible wall and fell back on his butt, causing Alec to collapse in a fit of laughter.

"Oh you should see your face!" Alec said, clutching his side as he laughed hysterically.

"Alec, what the Hell did you do?" Sam shouted, sitting up to see what he'd run into.

"It's just plastic wrap," Alec said, wiping the tears from his eyes. "That was perfect! You didn't even see it comin'!" He pulled out his pocketknife and sliced through the plastic wrap before he ran into the room to get Alec back. "Oh shit!" Alec yelled happily, trying to avoid him.

He grabbed his nephew before he could get away and tossed him back on the bed, tickling him mercilessly. "You better watch your language, kid," Sam warned, avoiding kicking feet and grabbing hands.

"Uncle Sam! Stop!" Alec yelled when he could. "I can't breathe!"

"This is payback," Sam said, tickling Alec more.

"I'm gonna pee my pants," Alec warned. He instantly stopped since he knew Alec would do it. "Just kidding," Alec said as soon as he was released. He jumped on his back and ordered, "To the kitchen!"

"Says who?" Sam asked, looking over his shoulder at Alec.

"Says me," Alec said. "I want a popsicle and you have to get it for me!"

"No I don't," Sam argued. "Besides, you don't need any more sugar."

"Uncle Sam, I'm withering away," Alec complained dramatically. "I need sugar to keep going."

"One popsicle, but nothing else. I don't want you ruining your dinner," Sam said.

Alec rolled his eyes, but finally agreed with a grumbled 'fine'. Sam smiled though and took him to the kitchen to get him a popsicle. He tossed his nephew on the sofa once he had his snack and sat down next to him. It felt good to smile again and to hear Alec laugh again. He pulled Alec against his side and messed up his hair just like Dean used to do. Alec looked up at him and smiled, taking another bite of his treat.

"Better watch out, Uncle Sam, I've got a lot more pranks," Alec warned.

"I'll be ready for you next time," Sam said with a small smile.

Present

"What year is it…" Alec mumbled when he finally emerged from his room. His hair was sticking up in the back, but he had more color now that he'd gotten some real sleep.

Dean smiled and pulled out a chair for his son to sit down in. "It's been about a day since we've gotten to the bunker."

Alec sat down, but immediately leaned forward to cross his arms on the table and rested his head on his arms. "What'd I miss?" Alec asked sleepily.

"Well…Jack's going to stay," Dean said. Alec shot him a side glare, which he knew was coming. Alec didn't like things changing; he hadn't liked moving into the bunker, he hated when they worked with anyone outside of their family, Ben…well, Ben was a big adjustment, and he still wasn't used to his Mom being with them. This new addition was going to take some getting used to, especially since it was still up in the air if Jack could be trusted or not.

Alec sat up when he didn't say anything else. "Seriously? We're going to invite the monster to live with us? And then what? You'll adopt him next?" Alec asked sarcastically.

"Alec, you don't have to think of it like that. Just think of it as we're teaching him things and showing him how things work in the world," Dean said.

"First you think he's dangerous, which he is because he's the son of Satan, but now you've completely changed your mind," Alec said. "I get trying to protect him from the angels. That much power falling into their hands would be a big problem, but that doesn't mean we give him free range in here!"

"Just give him a chance, alright," Dean asked. "Show him around in the morning. Show him where things are or just watch TV with him. You don't have to be best friends or anything." Alec rolled his eyes and stood up to leave. "For me?" Dean asked before his son could hide in his room again.

"Fine," Alec growled, walking away from him. His door slammed after a moment and he sighed, running his hand down his face.

"Teenagers, am I right?"

He jumped and turned to see Crowley standing at the top of the stairs by the door. "How the Hell did you get in here?" Dean grumbled. The bunker was warded so one of them would have had to let the demon in, but he was the only one up right now.

Crowley raised his eyebrows and said, "Most people lock doors when they don't want someone to come inside."

"You've gotta be kidding me…"

"Besides, you want to hear what I found out," Crowley said, walking over and sitting in one of the chairs across from him.

"If it's about proof that Jack's the Nephilim then you wasted a trip," Dean said. "We've already got the proof."

"It's about your angel, Castiel," Crowley said. "And Lucifer."

He waited to see if Crowley would just tell him, but rolled his eyes when he figured out the demon was just being dramatic. "Get on with it," he growled.

"The blast was caused by the Nephilim being born," Crowley said.

"His name is Jack," Dean cut in.

Crowley rolled his eyes, and then continued in his know-it-all tone, "The blast was actually a rip in our universe into another, alternate universe. My source says that Lucifer and Castiel were fighting before the blast happened, and then disappeared once the smoke cleared. Best guess is, they are in the alternate universe."

"How do we get Cas back?" Dean asked.

Crowley looked at him like he was stupid before he said, "Obviously, we have to find a way into the alternate universe."

2016

"Dean?" Sam breathed out. "How are you alive?" The sun hadn't disappeared so he assumed his brother had managed to blow up the Darkness and had died doing so. He didn't think he was ever going to see his brother again.

"I'll answer everything, I will, but first, where're the boys?" Dean asked, leaning heavily against the chains hanging from the ceiling and encircling his wrists. The boys weren't in the bunker so they had to be here. He needed to know where they were before he explained anything.

"She has them," Sam said. "I thought she was going to use them against me, but she said they don't torture children. They're in this house somewhere, I just don't know where."

"So they're alright?" Dean asked to make sure.

"They should be. She tasered Alec after she shot me, and then injected Ben with something, but she's got a camera in whatever room they're in. They were sleeping when she showed me," Sam said.

"Who's angry spice?" Dean asked, nodding to where the woman had disappeared.

"She's…she's Men of Letters. Uh, British Men of Letters," Sam said. He couldn't believe it when she told him that, but he couldn't figure out why she would lie. He thought all of the Men of Letters were gone, but he was wrong. Too bad they were a bunch of dicks too.

"Is that a thing? What the Hell? Aren't we supposed to be on the same team?" Dean asked. Before he had a chance to answer, the woman was back. "Oh God…" Dean breathed. He already hurt from the first time she was here; he really wasn't looking forward to round two. He just wanted to get his family back to the bunker and away from this woman.

Sam had no way to help his brother since he was tied to the chair. He hated that Dean was going to be hurt even more, but he couldn't give her what she wanted. He was just glad she didn't bring his nephews into this. He didn't know how long he could have lasted being made to watch her torture them. Alec and Ben were the most important people to him and his brother, and they would do anything to protect them.

He struggled against the ties as she threatened Dean; he hated seeing Dean in pain, and this lady was planning on dishing out the worst pain.

"Do you know it's possible to die from pain?" She asked Dean.

"Get away from my boys."

He looked to the door and his eyes widened in shock. "Mom?"

"Yeah," Dean said with a smile. He wanted to punch his brother for leaving out this very important piece of information. He could've led with 'by the way, Mom's back,' but he didn't. He only knew this was his Mom because of the pictures Dean had shown him. He had no idea how she was back, but it didn't matter.

He was slow catching up to what was going on since he still couldn't wrap his head around his Mom being alive again, but he snapped out of it when he was suddenly hit in the face. He tipped back, but then straightened to see Mom was gasping for air.

He still wasn't free and he couldn't do anything to help. Dean had his gun out, but he couldn't shoot and save Mom. He couldn't believe he was going to lose his Mom without even getting to say anything to her.

"Dean!" He yelled when his brother hit the woman, knocking her unconscious. He was afraid that was going to kill his Mom, but luckily Mom gasped, finally able to breathe again.

"It's ok," Dean reassured, running over to Mom. "She was using a Chinese mind-control technique. Hard to do when you're unconscious." He helped Mom get to her feet and quipped, "Turns out this ape did read a book or two."

He smiled; his brother was incredibly smart even though he pretended he wasn't. Dean walked over to him to get him untied, but they weren't done yet.

"Well played," a man with a British accent said from the bottom of the stairs. His mouth nearly dropped open in shock when he saw Cas was there, but so were Alec and Ben. His nephews were groggy looking; Alec's hair was messed up and he rubbed his eyes like he'd just woken up and Ben was stumbling down the stairs after Alec, but other than that they looked fine.

"Alec, Ben," Dean said with a small smile as soon as he had gotten him untied.

Both boys looked up at the same time, and identical looks of shock crossed their faces. "Dad?!" They both ran down the rest of the stairs and practically slammed into Dean. "I thought you were dead…" Alec whispered.

"I'm alright," Dean reassured, hugging his boys close and kissing the sides of their heads. The boys had grown so much in seven years, but for now they were still shorter than Dean. "I'll tell you everything once we get outta here."

The British man cleared his throat to get their attention. Alec moved so he was in between him and Dean, and Ben was at Dean's other side. He wanted to get up and hug his nephews and his brother, but he knew he needed to remain seated for a while. At least until they could get Cas to fix him up.

"My name is Mick and I'm part of the British Men of Letters," he said as soon as he had their attention. "What you were told about us is basically true. We were keen on knowing about the four of you, seeing as you seem to be partially carrying on the Men of Letters' work here now that the American chapter is defunct."

"So, you sic your attack dog on us to what? Say hi?" Dean asked sarcastically.

"Lady Bevell went too far. I deeply apologize," Mick said. He huffed as Dean rolled his eyes. "She will face consequences in London."

"I'll tell you what, why don't you take a walk and she can face those consequences right here and now?" Dean growled. She wasn't going to get away with kidnapping his boys and torturing his brother. She was going to die, one way or another.

"She's ours. We'll take care of her," Mick said. "Now, I'm here to extend an olive branch. We want to work with you."

"Let me ask you a question, uh, Mick is it?" Dean asked with a smirk. "Why would we believe any of this?"

"If I meant you harm, there's a dozen ways I could've come in here and taken you all prisoner instead of being unarmed," Mick pointed out. "Not to mention I powered down all the wardings in this shack so your attack dog could come in. And I gave Alec and Ben the antidote to wake them up again. Without it, they would have slept until they died."

He and Dean shared a look; he didn't trust this guy, but he had a point. He could've come in here and taken them down and left Alec and Ben where they were, but he didn't.

"My number," Mick said, giving Cas a card. "Take your time, cool down, and just think it over. What have you got to lose, except your worst nightmares?"

"Cas," Dean said as soon as Mick and Lady Bevell were gone. He didn't trust the Brits at all, but he needed to get Sam healed before they took off. His friend walked forward and healed Sam without a question, and then healed him too. Cas went to Mom next, but he turned to Alec and Ben to make sure they were ok. "Are you hurt? Did they do anything to you?" Cas wouldn't heal them, so he had to know.

Sam stood up to check Alec and Ben over too, but they really did look ok, just sleepy.

"I'm fine…I have no idea what's going on, but I literally just woke up," Alec said. "How are you alive? What happened?"

"Let's get outta here, and then I'll tell you guys everything," Dean said. "Um, but first, I think we've gotta make some introductions." He turned to look at his Mom and said, "Alec, Ben, that's mine and Sam's Mom, Mary. Mom, this is Alec and Ben, my sons."

His Mom's eyes widened in surprise and he felt a little bad that he hadn't given her a head's up that he had kids now, but he didn't know how to tell her. "You have a son?" Mom finally asked.

"Yeah, two sons. They're twins…um, they're sixteen, and the two biggest trouble makers you'll ever meet," Dean said, ruffling Alec's hair and pulling Ben closer to himself.

Alec batted his hand away with a scowl, but then smiled at Mary and held out his hand. "Hi, it's nice to meet you."

Mom just looked at him; she looked overwhelmed and sad. Maybe this was too much, but he wasn't going to apologize for having Alec and Ben, especially since they were the best thing to ever happen to him. Alec dropped his hand after a moment and nodded in understanding.

"C'mon, let's get out of here before they decide to come back," Sam said to break the awkward silence.

Dean nodded and patted Alec's back before they started for the stairs. He knew this was going to be an adjustment, but things always had to be more difficult than they needed to be with his family.

Cas had to leave, but the five of them piled into the Impala and headed back for the bunker. Alec was sitting up front with him while Sam sat in the back with Mom and Ben. Alec would normally sit in the back with Ben, but after his Mom's rejection and him coming back from the dead, he knew his boy needed to be up front with him even if he wouldn't admit it out loud. But he told them everything that had happened with him and Amara and how she had given him Mom back, and then Sam filled him in on what happened with Lady Bevell. He felt sick hearing how that bitch tortured his brother; he wished now that he'd pulled the trigger when he had the chance.

They got takeout and ate together even though it was still a little awkward. Mom would talk to him and Sam, but it was like she didn't know what to say to Alec or Ben. And Alec was silent during dinner, which was really weird for him. He tried to lighten the mood, but nothing was really working. Sam was in awe that Mom was alive, Mom was weirded out that she was back, but they were older than she remembered, Alec was silent because Mom didn't know how to act around him, Ben was silent too, but he was normally pretty quiet and he was probably feeding off of Alec's anxiety, and he had no idea how to fix any of it.

Sam and Mom left the room after dinner and Alec and Ben started for their room, leaving him alone. He stood after a moment though and followed after his boys. He knew they needed some reassurances that he really was back, and Alec needed some reassurances that everything was ok with Mary being there. He knocked on the door before he opened it and saw that Alec was lying on his bed, looking up at the ceiling while Ben was pulling a book off the shelf.

Their room was tidy, but they had the gifts he and Sam had given them throughout the years on the bookshelf and on the dresser. He smiled seeing the foul ball they caught at the only baseball game he'd been able to take them to. He had wanted to do things differently for Alec and Ben than his Dad had done for him. They still hunted, but he had made sure his boys got to do some kid things too. Sam had made sure Alec and Ben got an education while he made sure they had some fun. It was a good balance.

"She hates us," Alec mumbled without taking his eyes off the ceiling.

"She doesn't hate you," Dean argued, walking over to sit next to Alec. "She just doesn't know you."

Alec shrugged, "It doesn't matter. Nothin' I haven't heard before."

"Alec, it's not gonna be like it is with the angels. She thinks I should be 4-years-old…it's just going to take some time for things to make sense," Dean said.

"And if they don't?" Alec challenged. There wasn't anything he could do about the angels hating his son, but he wasn't going to put Alec through having Mary hate him too.

"Alec," Ben sighed. "Give it a chance. She doesn't know us."

"You boys come first, Alec. She'll have to come around if she wants to stay," Dean said. Alec sat up to face him, but winced at the movement. "What's wrong?" Dean asked, instantly on alert.

"It's just from the taser," Alec muttered, rolling his shoulders. "And I think I slept on it wrong…"

He smiled know Alec was trying to make him feel better. "Did you take your pills? Both of you?"

"Yes, we both took them as soon as we got here," Ben answered. He always looked out for his brother and made sure he took his pills. There were times when the pills weren't enough, but he was always there for him when that happened too. His Dad was right; he and Alec needed each other and they needed to look out for each other. It took a while for them to get used to each other, but now they couldn't function without the other.

"Ok, good," Dean said. He ruffled Alec's hair and stood up to do the same to Ben. His oldest dodged him though and smirked back at him. He caught him in a headlock and messed up his hair, and smiled when he saw Alec was laughing. His job here was done; he had wanted to cheer his boys up and he'd sort of managed to do that.

His eyes widened though when he was suddenly falling backwards. He'd taken his eyes off his boys for one second and he'd missed their silent conversation. He swore, sometimes his boys could read each other's minds. Alec rolled off of him as soon as he was on the ground and jumped back up.

He swept Ben's legs out from under him, and then shot up as fast as he could. He grabbed Alec and tried to toss him on the bed, but he turned the tables, and somehow he was on the bed instead.

"Give up Dad," Ben said with a smile.

He knew he couldn't wrestle with his boys like he used to, but they still always had fun doing it. "Never," Dean said, jumping up and tackling Alec at the waist. Ben piled on top of them and they rolled around on the floor, laughing until his side started to hurt from it.

The three of them laid there on the floor after a while and stared up at the ceiling.

"You really think Mary will get used to us?" Alec asked softly.

"I'm really hopin' she does," Dean replied.

"What are we going to do about the British?" Ben asked.

"We're stayin' as far away from them as possible," Dean said. "They're dangerous, so if they come near you again, shoot first and ask questions later. I'm not losin' you two."

Alec rolled over to his stomach and crossed his arms in front of him, resting his chin on his forearm, "You think they were really Men of Letters?"

"Yeah…I don't know how they would know otherwise," Dean said.

"What're we gonna do now?" Ben asked, copying Alec position on the floor.

He sat up and bent his knees so he could rest his arms on them. "We keep hunting," Dean said. "I mean…if you guys are up for it."

"You know I'm in," Alec said with a wide smile. "We could go right now."

Ben nodded his agreement, and he chuckled. "Let's at least get some sleep first. We can look for cases in the morning."

"News flash, Dad. We just slept for…" Alec stopped and looked over at his brother. "How long we were there for?"

Ben shrugged, "How should I know? I was unconscious the same amount as you."

Alec huffed and rolled his eyes, "C'mon Ben, you're supposed to pay attention to those kinds of things."

"And you're not?" Ben asked back.

"I'm just supposed to get us out of sticky situations," Alec said, "You're supposed to pay attention to the details."

"Then how come we got caught? If you're supposed to get us out of sticky situations, we should've never been knocked out in the first place," Ben said with a smirk.

"If someone had warned me that some crazy chick was gonna taser my ass, maybe I would've been able to get us out of there," Alec shot back.

"Ok, that's enough," Dean said before Ben could argue with his brother more. If he let them keep going, they would go back and forth all night. "Try to sleep. And if it doesn't work, just don't make too much noise because some of us do need to sleep."

Alec and Ben both nodded back to him, so he stood up and ruffled their hair.

"Hey Dad," Alec said before he could leave the room. He stopped and turned back to look at his youngest son. "I'm really glad you're ok."

He walked back over to his son and pulled him to his feet. He wrapped his arms around him and whispered, "I'm sorry. I swear I didn't want to leave you, but it was the only way."

"Just promise not to do it again," Alec said, snuggling against his neck like he used to.

"I promise," Dean said, gently putting his hand on the back of Alec's head. He looked over and saw that Ben was on his feet now too. He pulled Ben over and added him into the hug. His boys hadn't wanted him to go, but he had to stop Amara. He was the one that let her out, so he had to be the one to make it right. He didn't want his boys to die because of his mistakes. But he never wanted to leave them again.

More soon...