A/N1: (Opens arms wide and gives all my fans a big hug). Hi.

A/N2: Thank you Silver Ruffian, A Normal SPN Fan, Souless666, and 'Guest' (LoL, YOU know who You are) for the lovely reviews for the previous chapters.

A/N3: Wow, chapter 6.

A/N4: Enjoy.

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Sam opens his eyes and for the first time since the salt and burn in St. Louis, Dean is there. Sam smiles as he listens to Dean's heartbeat.

Dean says softly, "Sammy, you up? I have to pee."

Sam continues to smile as he rolls onto his back and lets Dean get up. Dean mutters, "It's about time" and runs to the bathroom.

Sam gets out of the bed and stretches. He looks at his watch and sees that it is just after nine.

He goes downstairs and says "Good morning" to Bobby. Bobby is cooking some eggs.

Bobby smiles and says, "Good morning, Sam. You look a lot better."

Sam nods, "I slept through the night and almost feel like myself again." He gets two mugs of coffee, from the pot that Bobby has made, and sits at the table.

Dean walks into the kitchen, says, "Good, then you can sleep in your own bed, tonight," as he takes the two plates of eggs from Bobby and places one in front of Sam, before sitting across from his brother.

Sam looks at Dean, takes a deep breath and starts eating. Bobby brings over his own coffee and plate and sits down.

As they eat, Bobby says, "Dean, guy bought in a Caddy. He says the motor is making funny noises, if you want to take a look at it, I would appreciate it. I can't seem to find out what is wrong with the damn thing."

Dean smiles, "Awesome. Not a problem, Bobby."

Sam gets up to refill his and Dean's mugs. He walks back to the table then stops.

Dean and Bobby look at him. Dean says gently, "What's the matter, Sam?"

Sam puts the mugs on the table and sits down. He looks at Dean with fear and in a shaky voice says, "What if it hadn't have been me?"

Dean confused, asks, "What are you talking about?"

Sam whispers, "What if you were still with Soulless me? Would he had even cared enough to find you?"

Dean takes a sip of coffee, giving him a moment to think about Sam's question. In a calm voice, he answers, "He may not have cared, but he would have looked for me. In fact, when he walked into the diner and Melanie called him by name, he would probably had beat her until she told him what was going on. Then he would have killed Ted, then he would have come get me. He would have cut my ropes, slapped my face, until I woke up and then walked out of the backroom. I would have had to grab my stuff and find my own way out. But then again, he never slept."

Dean turns to Bobby and asks, "Would the sleep spell have worked on him?"

Bobby thinks about it. He shrugs, "Victim is usually sleeping before the spell is cast, it puts them into a deep enough sleep that nothing can disturb them. But, if the victim doesn't sleep, than I would think the spell is useless. Sam's soulless double would have still been awake when Fuebos and Harpos walked into your room."

Sam whispers, "So, it's my fault."

Dean reaches over and squeezes Sam's hand, "Sammy, don't even think that. He may have thought he was a better HUNTER, but you are a better BROTHER."

Sam smiles at Dean, as Dean continues, "Besides, if the spell HAD worked on that soulless asshole, my ring would still be underneath that damn bed."

Sam laughs, as he reaches for the ring and amulet around his neck, "I'm still not ready to give it back to you."

Dean rolls his eyes, stands up, and tells Sam, "Bitch, help Bobby clean up, I have a date with a Caddy."

Sam laughs, "Jerk, I'm telling the Impala."

Dean snorts as he leaves the kitchen.

Bobby laughs, as he and Sam start clearing the table.

Bobby asks, "I didn't want to say anything last night, but it sounded to me as if you could have gotten Dean and left, without having to kill Fuebos and Harpos."

Sam wipes a plate and says coldly, "They took Dean while I slept. I don't care if it was with a spell or not. They took him away from me. Bobby."

Bobby nods, "I get it Sam. Ted knew who Dean was, crap he was a demon, they know all kinds of shit, and figured that he would reopen one of your biggest scars. Only thing, that scar, is still a healing wound. If that other Sam wasn't soulless, he would have reacted quicker than you did, no offense."

Sam smiles weakly, "None taken, Bobby. I just couldn't see past Dean being gone."

With the dishes done, Sam and Bobby sit at the table.

Bobby laughs, "Dean thinks that he is the only over-protective Winchester brother. But then again, he is usually out of it when you go Rambo on someone."

Sam smiles, "I don't go 'Rambo'."

Bobby laughs, "I remember when your Dad left you and Dean with me. Dean was eleven or twelve, that would have put you around seven?"

Sam whispers, "When Dean had the stomach virus."

Bobby nods.

John lowered Dean onto the sofa. Sam stood near a chair. John told Bobby, "Thanks, I have a lead on the demon." Bobby nodded. John glanced at Sam, "Sammy, you and Dean stay here with Uncle Bobby. I'll be back in a week or so." John left without another word.

Sam pulled the chair over to the sofa and in a scared voice asked, "Uncle Bobby, is Dean going to die?" Bobby, silently cursing out John, answered in a gentle voice, "No, Sam, he's just real sick. I have to go into town and get his medicine."

Sam nodded. Bobby gave his shoulder a squeeze, before grabbing his coat and leaving.

Sam sat down and tried to stay calm. A few minutes later, he heard the door open. "You forget something, Uncle Bobby?", Sam started to get up, only to be stopped by a hand on his leg.

Dean's eyes were half open, but he muttered, "Not Uncle Bobby."

Sam nodded, stood up and went over to the endtable, where Uncle Bobby kept a gun for 'security'. Sam took it out, and stood in front of the sofa. He heard Dean mutter, "Disable, Sammy." Sam nodded and waited.

A strange man walked down the hall into the living room. He saw the armed Sam and laughed, "Boy, give me the gun, before you hurt yourself." Sam said nothing.

The man glanced at Dean laying on the sofa and told Sam, "Boy, I'm a doctor, let me help your friend." He walked into the room.

Sam pulled the trigger, shooting the man in the leg. The man went down and yelled, "You fucking brat, I will kill both of you!" He grabbed his bleeding leg with both hands, and forgot about Sam, until it was too late. Sam ran up to him and hit him in the head with the gun. The man fell back, unconscious. Sam found some rope and tied the man's legs and arms together. Sam then, sat on the sofa with Dean's head in his lap, the gun at his side.

Bobby returned with Dean's medicine and found a shot man in his living room. Sam told him what had happened. Bobby called the sheriff. The sheriff and a deputy arrived. After the man was taken away in an ambulance, the deputy questioned Sam in the kitchen, as the sheriff and Bobby talked in the hallway.

After taking Sam's statement, the deputy walked into the living room, towards a sleeping Dean, with a growl, Sam ran into the room and stood in front of the sofa. The sheriff and Bobby looked into the room. Bobby yelled at the deputy, "You idjit, you want to get yourself shot as well?" The deputy turned back to Sam and saw murder in a pair of hazel eyes. Walking backwards out of the room, the deputy told the sheriff, "I'll wait for you outside." He left the house.

Bobby and the sheriff finished talking and shook hands. The sheriff looked into the living room and saw Sam laying on the sofa, his head on Dean's chest and his arms around his brother, fast asleep. The two men said goodbye and the sheriff left. Bobby placed a blanket over the sleeping brothers and made himself some lunch.

Bobby laughs, "That idjit must have seen your Dad leave you and Dean here. He thought he was a match for two boys. Maybe two normal boys, but not two boys trained by John Winchester. Especially 'Rambo' Winchester."

Sam laughs, "Don't let Dean hear you call me 'Rambo'. I'll never hear the end of it."

Bobby laughs, "The son of a bitch should be lucky that Dean kept you from killing his ass. Although, you did give him a concussion, when you hit him with the gun."

Sam coldly says, "He threatened Dean."

Bobby snorts, "He threatened BOTH of you."

Sam coldly says, "Dean couldn't protect himself."

Bobby laughs, "Note to self, don't piss off the little brother."

Sam smiles, "After you told Dad what had happened, Dean was surprised, he actually thought that he had dreamed it. I told him, that the only reason I didn't kill the guy, was because of him. Dean didn't remember saying 'disable'. Bobby, was that asshole really a doctor?"

Bobby shakes his head, "No."

Sam's eyes narrow, "Then what kind of 'help' was he going to give Dean?"

Bobby shrugs, "I don't know Sam."

Sam coldly asks, "What happened to him?"

Bobby says calmly, "From what I understand, he got paroled, got arrested a few years later, pissed off someone in prison and was killed."

Sam nods, "Good."

Bobby snorts, "Yep, 'Rambo'."

Sam smiles, "So, what is the deal with the Caddy?"

Bobby smiles, "Guy bought it in, just before you called me. I never got a chance to look at it, figured Dean would want some alone time, and you could let your guard down for a while."

Sam calmly says, "Alone time?"

Bobby smiles, "Your brother won't tell you to give him some space, but obviously he's feeling a little crowded."

Sam says quietly, "Bobby, unlike my soulless double, I care about Dean."

Bobby nods, "Sam, nobody is saying you don't, but sometimes Dean doesn't need 'Rambo' hovering nearby. Let me ask you a question, after taking care of the vamp that was attacking Dean, what was the first thing that came into your head?"

Sam whispers, "I just wanted to hold Dean, and know that he was real."

Bobby nods, "And when you saw your evil twin?"

Sam sneers, "That asshole didn't deserve to have Dean. I RESCUED Dean, he was MINE."

Bobby bursts out laughing. Sam looks at him and asks, "What's so funny?"

Bobby smiles, "Your first word to me was 'mine'."

Sam thinks about it, "It was?"

Bobby laughs, "Yeah, you were three."

Sam smiles, "I don't remember."

Bobby came outside, when he heard the growl of the Impala. John Winchester got out the driver's seat. The passenger door at the back opened and two little boys got out. Dean and Sam walked to the front of the car, where their Dad was talking to a man. John looked at Dean and said, "Dean, Sam, this is 'Uncle' Bobby." He started walking towards Bobby's house.

Dean held out his hand, Bobby took it and said, "Hello, Dean". Before Dean could say anything, Sam grabbed his brother's hand out of Bobby's, and standing in front of Dean, looked Bobby in the eye, and told him, "Mine."

John laughed, and told Bobby, "He does that all the time. Sam doesn't like anyone touching Dean." John walked into the house.

Bobby turned back to Sam's glare. He laughed at the idea that a toddler would think that he were a match for a grown man. But seeing the fury in Sam's hazel eyes, that went beyond his actual age, wiped the smile off Bobby's face. Sam, seeing that he once again had Bobby's attention, told him again, "Dean is MINE."

Bobby opened his mouth to say something, but stopped when he saw Dean's hand come up and squeeze the back of Sam's neck. Sam turned around and looked up at his big brother, "Mine?"

Dean gave his baby brother a big smile, "Yes, Sammy, always. And you know what?"

Sam whispered, "What?"

Dean smiled, "You're mine, as well. Now say 'hello' to Uncle Bobby."

Sam giggled happily as he gave his big brother a hug, then turned around to smile at Bobby, "Hello, Uncle Bobby." Sam held out his hand to Bobby.

Bobby laughed, and gently shook Sam's tiny hand, "Hello, Sam."

Sam smiled and letting Bobby's hand go, he reached for Dean's hand. Bobby smiled and led them to his house.

Sam laughs, "I really don't remember that."

Bobby laughs, "Amend note to self, don't piss off the POSSESSIVE little brother."

Sam smiles, "Bobby, I wonder if Dean remembers?"

Bobby snorts, "You could always ask him."

Sam laughs, "Maybe not." Sam stands up.

Bobby smiles up at him, "Time to check on Dean?"

Sam nods, "That's enough 'alone time' for him."

Bobby laughs as Sam leaves the kitchen.

Sam walks out of the house and goes around the corner. He sees the white Cadillac, but no Dean. Looking around, he sees his brother further down Bobby's driveway, talking to someone. He strides over to them.

As Sam gets closer to them, the man looks up and takes a step away from Dean. Dean, seeing his reaction, says calmly, "My brother, Sam."

Dean tells Sam, "Sam, this is Jerry. He just needs directions back to Maple Road."

Sam nods, "ok."

Jerry looks at Sam anxiously. He holds out a hand to Dean and says, "Thanks for the directions."

Sam pushes Jerry's hand away and tells him, "You're welcome." Dean says nothing, but nods at Jerry and walks away.

Jerry walks back to his car, parked on the main road. Sam watches until he gets into the car and drives away.

Sam runs and catches up to Dean. Dean looks at him and rolls his eyes. Sam smiles at him and asks, "What?"

Dean laughs, "You have to ask 'what?'. Jerry practically crapped his pants when he saw you coming."

Sam walks ahead of Dean and stops. Giving his brother a bitchface, Sam says, "All I saw, was you talking to someone I didn't know, and I thought that I should have your back."

Dean laughs, "'Have my back', Jerry wasn't a threat. You just wanted to show him, who was the big dog in the yard."

Sam snorts, and starts walking back to the Cadillac, "I saw him as a threat."

Dean walks beside Sam and smiles, "Right, bitch."

Sam knocks his shoulder into Dean's and smiles, "Damn right, jerk."

Dean goes over to the Caddy and resumes the repairs on it. Sam watches for a few minutes, then asks, "How long are we staying here?"

Dean looks up and says, "A couple of days of so. Why?"

Sam nods, "I want to get my laptop. As long as we are here for a while, I can order supplies and have them sent here."

Dean nods, "Good idea, Sam. The keys are in my jacket, upstairs."

Sam nods, "Be right back." He runs into the house. Bobby looks up from his research. Sam smiles at him and goes upstairs to their bedroom. He takes Dean's keys out of his pocket and runs back downstairs. Bobby yells at him, "Aren't you a little old to be running in the house?" Sam laughs as he runs outside to the Impala.

He goes to the trunk of the Impala, and takes out his laptop case.

He goes around the house, back to where Dean is with the Caddy. Sam grabs a old bench seat and pulls it closer to Dean. He sits down and powers on his laptop.

Dean laughs from underneath the hood of the Caddy, "Comfy, princess."

Sam stretches out a leg and kicks Dean's leg, "Shut up, jerk."

Dean laughs, "Whatever, bitch."

They work in comfortable silence until Bobby comes out with beer.

He sits next to Sam. After a while, Bobby suggests going into town for an early dinner.

Dean glances at Sam and nods, "Ok, Sam?"

Sam nods, "Ok."

Dean puts away his tools, as Sam turns off his laptop. They go into the house to get their jackets. Sam hands Dean back the keys to the Impala, as they and Bobby get into the car.

Dean drives out of Bobby's driveway and takes the main road to the Good Eats Diner. They get out of the Impala and walk in.

The hostess, Patty, smiles at them and leads them to a booth while saying, "Welcome, Melanie will be your waitress."

Sam stops and looks at Dean, panic slowly growing in his eyes. Dean smiles at Patty and tells her, "My brother just broke up with a 'Melanie', could we get someone else?"

Patty looks at Sam gently, "I am so sorry. Of course, right this way. Is 'Judy' ok?"

Dean smiles at Patty, and says, "Thank you, 'Judy' will be just fine."

Dean motions for Sam to sit down, then gets in next to him. Sam smiles his thanks to his brother, as Bobby sits opposite them.

Judy arrives with menus. They place their orders. Their food arrives and they eat. They talk about everything except hunting. They finish and ask Judy for the check. They pay it and leave Judy a nice tip. They leave the diner and get back into the Impala to go back to Bobby's.

Bobby goes into his library to continue doing research for Rufus. Dean goes into the living room to watch tv. Sam grabs his laptop case from the kitchen table, where he had left it when they went to eat, and sits down on the other end of the sofa.

Around eleven, Sam tells Dean that he is going to bed. Dean nods and tells him "Good night."

Sam packs up his laptop and leaves it on the sofa. As he goes upstairs he tells Bobby, "Good night" and Bobby tells him the same.

Sam grabs his things and takes a quick shower. He returns to their bedroom and gets into his bed. Pulling the covers up to his chin, he looks at Dean's bed. He can hear his brother laughing at something on tv and with a smile on his face, Sam falls asleep.

Sam wakes up. He is facing the window and can see that it is dark outside. He glances at his watch, it is 2:55am. He turns around and sees Dean sleeping in his bed, facing Sam. Sam lays back down, facing Dean and closes his eyes.

Sam sees the hellhounds attacking Dean and opens his eyes with a scream. He quickly looks at Dean to see if he is still sleeping, but Dean's big brother radar heard Sam, and Dean's eyes are open.

Dean sits up and in a gentle voice asks, "You okay, Sammy?"

Sam hesitates, he doesn't want to lie, but he is trying to be strong. Dean smiles, and lifts the covers, "Come on."

Sam throws off his covers and gets into Dean's bed. He lays down, once again with his head resting over Dean's heart.

Safe in Dean's arms, Sam whispers, "I woke up and when I tried to go back to sleep, I saw the hellhounds attack you."

Dean holds him tight, and gently says, "Ok, Sammy. Just a tiny setback. Nothing to worry about."

Sam whispers, "I tried."

Dean nods, "That is what counts. Maybe tomorrow, you will sleep through the night. If not, then maybe the night after that one."

Sam whispers, "Dean, I don't tell you 'I love you' enough times."

Dean rolls his eyes, "Sammy, you have used up so many 'chick flick moments' in the last few days, that you may have none left for our 'golden' years."

Sam laughs into Dean's shirt and says, "We are hunters, we may not have 'golden years'. Therefore, I am making sure I use up all my 'chick flick moments'."

Dean snorts, "Fine."

Sam looks up at Dean and whispers, "Good night."

Dean looks at Sam, gives him a gentle kiss on the forehead and tells him, "Good night, Sammy."

Sam puts his head back on Dean's chest and falls asleep minutes later. Dean falls asleep soon after.

TBC...

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A/N5: Another day in the lives of our favorite brothers. They sure do get a lot done in twenty four hours, don't they? LOL

A/N6: I have a few surprises in store for the last chapter. It probably won't be done until next weekend or so, therefore I want to wish everyone a Happy Thanksgiving, and a very happy Black Friday. Deanna