Long & Over due, Really lame. Very disappointing chapter to me, overall, WAY more action in the next chapter, you have my word! My internet was down a few weeks again, and football has started. So. Next chapter will be up in the next 3 hours. Thanks to all who are still reading and for waiting!

After he was finished telling about the gruesome sights he had witnessed in his nightmares, Dean was shuddering, unable to stop himself from shaking. As his father wrote down notes at the table on his son's nightmare and Jim did more research regarding the nightmare, Caleb sat beside Dean, trying to comfort the young boy. He put his hand on Dean's knee lightly and squeezed it lightly.

"Calm down, Deuce, we're here. Nothin's gonna get you, I promise." he muttered, trying to look into Dean's tear filled eyes. Dean nodded but kept his head down, calming slightly at the lightness of Caleb's touch. He took a deep breathe before speaking.

"Dad…why does he want Sammy?" he asked hesitantly. He didn't know who the man was or why he had kept bothering to tell Dean that he was going to take Sam away from him, but he couldn't bare the thought of his baby brother being dragged away by this foul man. John looked up from his notes and took a deep breathe, his heart dropping at his eldest's face.

"I'm not really sure, Deano. But we'll figure this out. You have my word, kiddo." he said lightly, running a hand through his disheveled hair. He watched as Dean lightly nodded and leaned into Caleb, exhaustion slowly settling in on his young body. Dean forced his eyes to stay open, fighting the strong surge of exhaustion that was threatening to put him back under. He had been terrified of the man, but he knew he had to be strong - for Sammy. He hated showing weakness around his family.

John watched as Dean fought to stay awake, Caleb putting a comforting arm around Dean's shoulder and rubbing circles into his shoulder. John nodded his appreciation to Caleb and smiled at the young hunter. He had been like an older brother to Dean ever since they had met Caleb. Dean and Caleb had been so alike that John could've mistaken them as brothers if he didn't know any better.

As Dean's breathe smoothened out and his eyes fully closed, Caleb lightly settled Dean down onto the couch, grabbing the nearest blanket and tucking him in, careful not to wake the sleeping boy. He walked over and leaned both elbows on the back of John's chair and looked over his shoulder at the notes scribbled on the paper before him. "So, what you thinking?" Caleb asked quietly.

"Demon." Jim said, knowingly. Caleb looked up in surprise. "How the hell would a demon be doing this?" Caleb asked in confusion. He'd heard of many demons controlling things, but never had heard of demon in control of one's nightmares so vividly and powerfully. "Caleb, there's stronger and more powerful demons in the world. It could be the very demon that…well, the demon that was the fault for the events of a few years before." he said, glancing at John and changing his words as to not upset him.

John smiled a little, knowing that Jim had known to change his words, but nodded, knowing that Jim had a point. Caleb frowned slightly, but nodded, seeing the Jim was, in fact, the most experienced hunter of them all and would have a better guess that John and Caleb would ever have.

Caleb glanced down at Dean, glad to see the young boy still peacefully at rest, seeing no hint of a nightmare that was unfolding. "So, how do we stop it?" Caleb asked, glancing back at Jim. Jim shrugged, still keeping his eyes on the computer screen before him. "I'm still working on it." he replied. He didn't know how he would find a way to stop the nightmares, but he was determined to find a way to stop them.

"My thoughts are, John, you and I should visit upper area in Illinois. It's only an hour away and Caleb, you can stay here and watch after the boys." Jim said, frowning at the computer. Caleb looked at Jim in confusion. "But-" he was cut off by Jim. "Caleb, you're the youngest. We don't want you mixed up with this, and the boys love you." he said, looking Caleb in the eyes.

Caleb sighed. "Fine.." he mumbled.

Caleb stifled a yawn as he again glanced over John's shoulder at the notes. "You should get some sleep." he heard John mumble. Damnit, Caleb thought. "And so should you, old man." he replied, lightly driving his elbow into John's back playfully.

John chuckled and smiled lightly. "Well, if you chuckleheads are done, I think we are all due for a nap, at least." he said, shutting the computer and rubbing his eyes from the harsh computer light. "John, this does include you, especially since we're heading out early tomorrow." he said pointedly.

John and Caleb glared at Jim but nodded.

John stood from the table and went over to his son, picking him up. Dean instantly wrapped his arms around his father's figure and drifted almost instantly. He turned back to Caleb and Jim.

"Where you guys wanna crash?" he asked quietly.

"Caleb can take the recliner, I'll take the chair." he said, motioning to the wicker chair beside the recliner. John nodded, knowing Jim had intended to watch over them as they slept rather than sleeping himself. Caleb nodded as well, stretching slightly and shuffling toward the recliner, sitting with a relieved sigh and pulled out the foot rest and laid back.

Before climbing in for the night, John went in to check on his youngest and to his delight, Sammy was still sleeping peacefully. He smiled, walking back to the couch. John carefully maneuvered himself and Dean into a comfortable position on the couch, Dean still clinging to his father. Jim watched as they both climbed into their bed's for the night and sighed.

"Get some sleep tonight. We got a lot of work to do tomorrow."

Azazel watched as the small family got ready for bed. He smirked at the way that the small family seemed to be tidy and untroubled and laughed coldly as he watched the eldest son sleeping peacefully. His eyes turned fiery yellow as he chuckled.

He knew that the Winchester's were on to him. But there was only one possible way to kill him and that way was locked in a safe at Samuel's home. He had loved the energy and anger that came off the eldest. He had also loved how Dean thought he could save Sam.

He laughed again as he left the Winchester home, letting them one last peaceful night before the real fun would begin.