"Huh," Dean said as Sam took them somewhere where they could talk without being heard, "Thought it'd take a lot more convincing to get you to listen to me."

"I'm just really glad to see you," Sam said truthfully and noticed that Dean became flustered and unsure about what to say to that.

Eventually though, he just decided to say, "Yeah, me too."

It was funny to Sam though, to see this younger Dean now. He'd forgotten what Dean used to be like back then. He was carefree and young, without the memories of purgatory or hell to torture him, and the fact that their father was still alive. He loved hunting back then and did it not because he had to but because he wanted to.

Tears welled up in Sam's eyes when he compared this Dean to the Dean that had now become a demon.

"Dude you're not gonna get all sappy and girly now are ya?" Dean asked him.

"What? No," Sam immediately blinked the tears back, "No."

Dean let out a sigh of relief that he hadn't known he was holding, "Well good. Anyway, I came here to tell you that-"

"Yeah, I know that dad's missing," Sam huffed out, "and I know why too."

If the first part of that sentence hadn't surprised Dean then the next part certainly had. But the confusion in his mind was quickly replaced by anger, "You knew? All this time you knew and you still couldn't be bothered to pick up your damn phone and give me a simple call?"

"I'm sorry," Sam muttered looking down at his shoes.

Now Dean was really confused. The Sam he knew was stubborn and he'd been angry when he'd left. So damn angry. Especially at Dean, because Dean hadn't supported him in his fight with their Dad and hadn't said anything even when their Dad had told Sam to go to college but never return.

So Sam should be angry at him and asking him what he was doing here. He should be telling Dean to go away, not be hugging him and telling him that he missed him instead. As much as Dean desperately wanted to believe that Sam really meant it, he couldn't help but think that something wasn't right with Sam. Something was wrong, Sam wasn't acting like himself.

"Sam?" Dean called out to him quietly, wondering what was wrong.

The concern and worry in Dean's voice made Sam look up at him. "Dean, there's something I need to tell you."

"What it is?" Dean asked and the way that he was looking at Sam right now just made Sam realise that he couldn't tell his brother the truth, at least for now.

"It's nothing," Sam replied, "I just…I need to talk to Jess before I come with you."

Just as Sam turned around to have the conversation with Jess that he knew needed to take place, Dean grabbed his arm to stop him. Sam turned around surprised as he looked at Dean's expressions.

"This isn't nothing, Sam," Dean said knowingly, "I mean since when are you so okay with me showing up in your house. You should be angry at me and Dad too. Hell, you were angry about it and I know that we haven't met in a long time, but things between us still haven't changed. You're still my pain in the ass little, nerdy, geeky brother, you're still not a good liar and you are still not allowed to keep secrets from me."

Sam couldn't help the smile that crossed his face at Dean's speech. Dean had said all of this with such surety and such finality that Sam just couldn't help it. Man, he had missed his brother so bad and he felt like hugging Dean again but he was pretty sure that he didn't want a punch to his face right now.

"Look, just trust me alright. I'll tell you when I'm ready," Sam said, not wanting to lie to Dean's face. He knew better than that and if the years of experience had taught him anything it was this. Sam and Dean had had enough of lies to last them a lifetime.

Dean raised his eyebrow, wanting to know what his brother was keeping from him and why but he appreciated the honesty. Sam had cut the crap and had gotten straight to the point with Dean instead of lying to him. So instead of pressing Sam more and leading Sam to lie to him eventually, Dean just nodded his head.
"Alright go ahead and have a few words with your girlfriend. Tell her we'll be back as soon as we find Dad," Dean said with a small smile, happy that his brother was coming with him.

Sam passed Dean a sad smile and walked upstairs to Jess, dreading the conversation he was going to have with her.

Hint: Sam's conversation with Jess is going to be a complete 180 to what Dean suggested it would go like.