Summary: Even a Winchester can learn to love. When Dean returns from Hell, he, Sam and Bobby find the middle Winchester before finding what brought Dean back. Erin Winchester doesn't expect to fall for an angel of the Lord. PLEASE R&R!

Disclaimer: I don't own Supernatural or its characters. I don't own some of the script used either, that belongs to Kripke, but it is necessary to carry on the plot.


Who I Really Am

-SEVEN-

Sam shot up and saw Dean and Erin staring at each other, Erin whimpering as she gripped Dean's shirt.

"Dean?" He asked, turning on the light and seeing the knife in Erin's stomach, "What the fuck have you done?"

"It…It was an a-accident, S-Sam…" Erin breathed, groaning in pain and gripping onto Dean, "I sh-shouldn't have touched him…"

"Oh God, Erin…I'm so sorry…" Dean whispered as Sam moved around to look.

A flutter of wings and Castiel appeared, the angel moving to Erin's side.

"Pull out the knife, Dean…" He told the older Winchester as he wrapped an arm around Erin's waist.

Dean pulled out the knife as instructed and Erin fell into Castiel's arms, looking at him with fear, pain and distress in her eyes. Their eyes met and Castiel hushed her, both Dean and Sam watching as their sister slowly bled on the motel room carpet.

"You're going to be alright, Erin," Castiel told her, Erin whimpering in response, "Shhh, it's alright. You're going to be fine, I'm here."

"C-Castiel!" She breathed, burying her face in his neck, "Please…it hurts…"

The angel pressed a kiss to Erin's temple and touched her forehead with his fingers, Erin crying in pain as the wound healed. When the wound had healed, Castiel and Erin shared a tender gaze, which was interrupted by Dean flying from the bed and lifting his sister from the angel's arms and into his own.

"Oh God!" Dean cried (actually cried), "Erin, I'm so sorry!"

"Shhh," Erin replied, weeping into her brother's neck, "It's okay…It's alright, Dean."

The siblings held each other and then Sam took Erin into his arms, death-glaring in the process.

It wasn't Dean's fault. It wasn't anyone's fault. It was just an accident, yet Sam stared at his brother with hate in his eyes. Erin looked up and saw the glare, turning her younger brother's face so he was looking at her.

"Hey," She began, "It was an accident, Sam. Don't look at our brother that way, it wasn't anyone's fault. It just happened."

"Erin, he stabbed you." Sam breathed, Erin looking at her brother with confusion.

"Not with intention to hurt me." Erin replied, "He didn't mean to hurt me, Sam. You either stop looking at Dean like he's something you walked in or you can get the fuck out."

The youngest Winchester just stared at Erin and then she turned and hugged Castiel.

"Thank you so much Castiel…" She whispered, kissing his cheek, "Thank you."

"It's alright." Castiel replied, looking from an angry Sam to a guilty and dejected Dean.

That's when the oldest Winchester got up and threw his jeans on, grabbing his bag and throwing things into it.

"Dean?" Erin asked, climbing to her feet, "Dean, what are you doing?"

Dean didn't answer, and when Erin grabbed his wrists he pushed her away.

"Dean…" She breathed as he headed for the door with bags and keys in hand, "Dean!"

Then the rumble of the Impala sound and Erin ran onto the porch, screaming after her brother. Castiel appeared by the door and pulled Erin back towards his borrowed body so she wouldn't run after him. Dean needed time to think and they'd give him it, but now Erin needed to express her distaste to her brother. Castiel knew they couldn't afford to have clouded minds with things like this.

"YOU FUCK-UP!" Erin screamed at Sam, Castiel using a lot of his strength to hold Erin back, "HOW COULD YOU?"

"He nearly killed you, Erin!" Sam exclaimed, "I'm not the bad guy here!"

"Oh I think you'll find you are," Erin sobbed, "Is it because Dean and I gave you a bad time over Ruby? Huh? Well?"

Sam didn't answer and Erin lost her temper again.

"IS IT?"

With that, things started moving around the room beyond Erin's control.

"Calm down, Erin." Castiel told her, "Stay calm."

"Fuck this." Sam breathed, "I'm outta here."

The youngest Winchester grabbed his jacket and headed out of the door, Erin watching him leave before falling to her knees. Castiel was going to leave to bring Dean back but Erin grabbed his arm.

"Don't leave me," she said in an almost whisper, "Don't you go too…"

Castiel knelt on the ground beside Erin and stroked her cheek tenderly, pulling her in for an embrace. He held her tightly as sobs wracked her body, rubbing her back soothingly as he rocked her gently in his arms.

"Hush now, Erin, it'll be alright." Castiel promised, "I'll bring Dean back in the morning and as for Sam, he'll probably come back in a few hours."

"I just…I…" Erin cried, hiccupping and sobbing like she used to when she was a kid and she'd had a nightmare, "Oh, Cas…"

She fell asleep in Castiel's embrace on her motel room bed, tears still falling down her face as she slept.


The gentle knock at the door stirred Erin from her sleep and she edged towards the doorway, opening it to find a tiny child she knew only too well stood there.

"Sam?"

She knelt down before the little boy and stroked his hair. He was three. She remembered those eyes and those chubby legs from when she was five, that cute little face and that floppy hair.

"Sammy?"

"Erin?" Sam asked, "Erin…is I home now?"

Erin couldn't believe what she was seeing.

"Yes, you're home, Sam, come inside." She said softly, watching as the three year old toddled in, "Cas…"

Castiel sat up and looked at the tiny Winchester, brow furrowing in confusion as he stared at the child. The toddler looked up at Castiel and a smile spread across his face.

"Hiya, Cas!" He squeaked, holding his arms out for his sister to pick him up.

Erin swept him into her arms and took him across to Castiel, smiling as the little guy stroked the angel's cheek.

"What do we do?" She asked, panicking as she held the child in her arms.

Sam turned and hugged her and Castiel put a comforting hand on her shoulder.

"It's alright. Let me call Dean and you see if Sam can remember anything."

When Dean arrived back at the motel room the next morning he was met by Erin running into his arms.

"Dean! Dean, you're back!" She breathed, "Thank God!"

Sam slept on her bed, covered with the motel room sheets and he looked so small that Dean couldn't help but smile at the memories of him being so little.

"What have you found out?" Dean asked, kissing Erin's head.

"Nothing. He doesn't remember a thing." Erin replied, "Not even that we're in the middle of preventing the Apocalypse."

She sighed and rubbed her forehead.

"Right, you and Cas take him into town and get him some clothes and toys." Dean said, "I'll call Bobby and see if we can head to his place when you get back."

That's when the little mumble came, the soft murmur from under the motel sheets followed by wailing. Sam was awake.

Erin moved to his side and brushed his messy hair out of his face which was reddening as he cried.

"It's okay, Sammy." Erin said softly, lifting the toddler onto her lap, "You're okay, baby boy."

Sam sniffled and hiccupped looking at the other adult in the room before his eyes lit up.

"DEANY!"

Dean, despite all that had happened the night before, couldn't contain his smile.

"Hey, Sammy-Boy." Dean chuckled, lifting his brother into his arms, smiling as Sam snuggled him.

"Come on, Sweetie Pie," Erin said, opening her arms for the child to move into, "Let's get you some clothes."

She kissed Dean's cheek and took Sam with her to the car, Castiel following in tow. When Sam was buckled up and both she and Castiel were, she explained some rules.

"Sammy, can you call me 'Mommy' this morning, and call Cas, 'Daddy'?"

Sam nodded and smiled.

"Okay, Momma." He said softly, Erin smiling proudly and praising him.

"Cas…whatever story I tell, you just need to follow it." She instructed, the angel nodding in response.

Now they'd arrived near a store, they had to get Sam prepared for the time ahead when he'd be a toddler. They didn't know if he was potty trained, what food he liked, what he knew and what he didn't know…They had to be prepared for almost anything, and for Erin and Dean, this was going be like being the parents all over again.

-TBC-