AN: finally they see each other again! Enjoy

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They pulled up outside Missouri's house and sat in the Impala for about ten minutes before Dean finally stopped the engine. As silence settled over the car, Sam turned to his brother, reminding him for the third time that day that they had come to visit Isabel and warn her about Meg, not to confront her about their dad. At least… not until later.

"I know you're still mad at her, but remember what we're here to do" He said gently, though his tone was firm with seriousness.

"I still don't see why we have to come around" Dean said turning from the house to face his brother "We could warn her over the phone"

"Oh please Dean" Sam said tiredly "Like you don't want to see her?"

"Not right now I don't" Dean said shaking his head "She lied to us Sam"

"Because dad asked her to" Sam replied, although the excuse didn't sit well with him either "Look, to be honest with you Dean…I'm a little mad too… at her and dad…but apart from needing to warn her and find out if what Meg said in Chicago is true, it's her birthday today, we haven't seen her in almost five months, and we really need to meet this guy Paul"

"So I should just let it go?" Dean asked incredulously.

"Well, yes you should, but I know you're not going to. Listen Dean, if you're going to pick a fight with her, at least wish her a happy birthday first"

"Let's go see the birthday girl" Dean said, faking a smile.

They got out of the car and slowly walked up the steps to Missouri's door, remembering the last time they'd come to see the psychic. How things had changed since! Missouri opened the door before Sam's finger even made contact with the door bell. She had a smile on her face as she looked up at the two Winchester men.

"I was wondering how much longer you were going to sit in that car" She said. She looked from Sam to Dean and her eyes narrowed as his irritation reached her mind "What are you mad at me for, boy?"

"What do you think?" Dean replied tartly, letting the psychic get a clear reading of his less-than-Christian thoughts.

Missouri had the decency to look apologetic "Fair enough" She said "Still, I'm glad your dad's alright"

"Can we see Isabel?" Sam interrupted, before the standoff between Missouri and his brother got even more awkward.

"She's not here' Missouri said "She's babysitting Jenny's kids today. I'm pretty sure she was taking them to the park around the corner from your old house. Do you want to call her?"

"No, that's OK" Sam said with a smile "We want to surprise her"

Missouri looked at both men uncertainly "Speaking of surprises, are you sticking around for a while?"

"Not really" Dean said curtly.

She ignored his hostility and turned to Sam.

"Well, I'm throwing her a surprise party tonight" She said "Think you can make it?"

"Sounds great" Sam said excited.

"Good, then keep her busy, will you? Bring her over at around eight 'o' clock" She turned hard eyes on Dean and steeled her voice in threat "In one piece"

Dean smirked at the psychic "I'm not making any promises"

"She's been dying to see you both, you know that?" Missouri said, trying to thaw Dean's icy demeanor. He didn't even blink, and she decided to just let it go "I'll tell Paul you two will be bringing her around"

"Hey Missouri, about this guy Paul" Sam started unsurely "Is he…."

"Of course he's a good guy" Missouri said with a smile, before Sam even had the chance to ask "Think I'd let her go out with some scumbag?

They drove up to the park in silence, again sitting in the car before stepping out. Just like Missouri had said, Isabel was there with Jenny's kids, Richie and Sarry. They were at the playground. Sarry was playing with another girl near the slide, while Isabel had Richie in the baby swing, and was pushing him gently as the baby giggled with glee at the whole adrenaline-rush experience, his face a mixture of fear and euphoria. He stuck out his hands in front of him as if reaching for an object invisible to everyone but him. He wanted to go higher. Isabel laughed and complied, pushing the toddler slightly firmer to give him more height and speed. Richie squealed in delight.

The only thing Sam wanted to do right now was rush out of the car and run to her. But Dean was just sitting there, watching her quietly. He turned to his brother expectantly and realized he was fighting the urge too.

Dean had wanted to hold on to the anger he felt at being betrayed by his father and cousin, but seeing his cousin again, he knew if he didn't take a moment it would turn out like his reunion with his dad in Chicago. After months of being away from his dad, he'd been too glad to see him again to stay mad, and feelings of joy and relief had ultimately overwhelmed any anger he may have felt. That would not happen today.

Sam rolled his eyes and stepped out of the car, walking towards Isabel without looking back. He smiled slightly as he heard Dean step out and slam the door shortly afterwards. After a few strides, Dean was walking by his side as they approached their cousin.

She had her back to them, and Sam took the opportunity to sneak behind her and place his palms over her eyes.

"Surprise" He whispered in her ear.

She only had time to gasp before she recognized the voice and turned around in a flash, her face breaking out into a radiant smile. Her scream was one of pure happiness.

"Oh my God!" She shrieked in excitement as she jumped to hug Sam, his arms clasping firmly around her as he pulled her to him "I was hoping you guys would come visit!"

"As if we wouldn't" Sam said with a smile as he kissed the top of her head "Happy birthday Bel"

She let go of him and headed for Dean, wrapping her arms around him tightly "God, I've missed you so much" She said. She pulled quickly away when she realized her cousin was not returning her hug. In fact, he had hardly moved. She looked up at him in confusion "Wow… frosty"

Sam shot Dean a warning stare, and she saw it.

"Happy birthday" Dean said impassively.

"You're mad at me" Isabel said, looking from Dean to Sam as if asking for confirmation that her statement was true.

"Let me tell you why" Dean started sarcastically.

"Not here" Sam interrupted. He looked around the playground full of laughing children "This isn't the place"

"I've got to take the kids back in about half an hour" She said, her excitement had returned though a trace of a frown still marred her smiling face "We can talk after, maybe get some coffee?"

"Sure" Sam said returning her smile.

They decided to walk back to Jenny's place, as it was only around the corner. Dean stood behind for a moment looking around the children's playground as vague memories crossed his mind. He remembered his mother taking him there, but the memories were too hazy now. It had been too long ago. He was startled by a tugging of his jacket, and he looked down to find Sarry looking up at him with a pleading pout.

"What is it, darling?" He asked her gently.

"Can you carry me? Isabel said you would carry me" The little girl said tentatively as she raised her arms "Please?"

"Don't want to walk huh?" He said smiling as he squatted down patted his back "I'll give you a piggy back ride, come on, hop on"

Sarry wrapped her arms around his shoulders and her legs around his back, giggling in excitement as Dean stood up. He walked up to where Isabel was securing Richie to the stroller, as Sam stood next to her, holding on to toys and diaper bags and juice bottles. She looked up as Dean approached them.

"OK, lets head back home" She said, pushing the stroller out onto the foot path as they made their way to their childhood home.

Jenny had just arrived home as they reached the house. The young mother smiled warmly as she greeted the two Winchester men. She offered them coffee, but Isabel declined, saying her cousins had just arrived in Lawrence and they needed some time to catch up.

"Besides" Isabel said with a nod towards Dean "This one's mad at me and I don't think whatever he's going to say or do to me will be fit for children to witness"

Jenny laughed at her theatrics "Well, go easy on her" She said to an unamused Dean "I don't have the time to look for another babysitter, and the kids are very attached to her"

"Thanks for trying Jen, but I don't think I'm getting off that easily" Isabel said dryly to Jenny, as she turned towards the front door "I feel a storm's a-brewin"

"Does Paul know he doesn't need to pick you up?" Jenny asked as she walked them out.

"Missouri's already told him" Isabel said.

"OK, well, thanks for today Isabel" Jenny said.

"Don't even" Isabel said behind her back as she walked out the door "You know I love it"

"Bye Jenny" Sam said walking out with Isabel.

She managed to grab the sleeve of Dean's jacket before he joined his brother and cousin. Dean turned to her questioningly, but Jenny just pointed to her watch and mouthed eight 'o' clock. He nodded and waved as she closed the door behind her.

He joined Sam and Isabel, choosing to walk next to his brother rather than his cousin. He remained quiet for the rest of the walk up to the car, listening quietly as Isabel asked Sam questions about their hunts. Sam asked Isabel questions about her job, Missouri, settling in Kansas and Paul.

They reached the car, and they jumped in, Isabel squealing in delight as she ran her hands over the leather upholstery.

"Oh, I've missed this car! Almost as much as I've missed you two" She said, her eyes caught on a piece of colored fabric and she grabbed it as she recognized her silk scarf "My scarf!"

Sam turned around in the passenger seat and smiled goofily at her "I didn't wear it once" He said.

She laughed and wrapped it around her neck, sniffing it "It smells like leather"

They drove to a diner near Missouri's place and walked in, looking around. It was half empty, being too early for dinner and too late for lunch. Isabel turned to look up at both her cousins.

"Do you want to go somewhere more private?" She asked them.

"No" Sam said quickly, and rather forcefully "This is perfect"

"You see, Isabel" Dean started cynically "Sam here, doesn't want me to make a scene"

He walked ahead and took a seat in the farthest booth from the door. Sam and Isabel followed him and both sat on the seat across from him. Isabel looked around nervously; the tables immediately around them were empty and she knew that Dean had chosen that particular booth for that particular reason. They sat in silence for a moment.

"Are you going to tell me why you're mad at me Dean?" She asked finally, not being able to take his cold silence "Because the suspense is just killing me"

"We met up with our dad in Chicago" Dean said casually as he leaned back and watched her closely for her reaction.

"No way, really?" She asked in amazement.

"Yes way" Dean continued sardonically before his expression darkened and he narrowed his eyes at her "Got anything to say?"

She swallowed and looked from Dean to Sam, to Dean again "No" she said softly shaking her head.

"I'm going to ask you again" Dean said "Think about how you want to answer me. Isabel, is there anything you want to say to us?"

"You already know, don't you?" She asked, knowing full well he was referring to her contact with John in the last few months and her conscious effort to keep it from them.

"That's not an answer" He replied calmly, though his clenched jaw told her to tread carefully "But yes, we know"

"I'm sorry" Saying the first thought that came to mind. She truly was.

Dean crossed his arms on the table and leaned forward "Sorry?" He hissed angrily "That's it? You're sorry?"

She wished she'd chosen a more public place. She wished the diner was busier. Most of all, she wished Sam hadn't sat next to her on the booth, effectively blocking her only exit. She turned to her younger cousin and saw a fraction of Dean's anger and accusation mirrored on his face, realizing he'd sat there specifically for that purpose. Trapped and outnumbered. Great, she thought to herself, happy birthday to me!

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AN: Thankyou guys for your patience. I hope you enjoyed.

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