Cas stood up and moved to the other side of the bed and turned away from Sam and Dean. Cas was trying to hide the feelings that he had about Dean's memory and Dean's feelings. Cas knew that Dean's feelings that he had removed and now held in his own head would fade though the memories would stay, but for now Cas was overrun with feelings.

Sam moved forward.

"Dean?" Sam said as he moved towards his brother.

"Sam?" Dean asked as his eyes started to focus.

"Did it work?" Sam asked.

There was a flapping noise and Sam looked up. Cas was gone without even as much as a "by your leave".

How could Cas understand his own mixed emotions about what he had seen when Dean's feelings rattled around his head. He needed to get out, he couldn't look at Dean. Whether it was because of the new ideas of Dean or Dean's own self-loathing Cas had no idea he just needed out.

"Sammy is that you?"

"Yeah Dean you ok?" Sam asked anxiously.

What if something had gone wrong and Cas had flown the coop.

"Dude, where are we?" Dean asked as he looked around.

"It looks like a bar after closing in here. Did we drink all of this?" Dean asked sitting on the end of the bed.

Ok so Dean knew who Sam was that was good.

"No." Sam answered honestly.

"Ok…" Dean said looking confused.

"You did." Sam told him.

"Me? On my own?" Dean was shocked as he looked at the empty beer cans and bottles that littered the floor and table even noticing the odd large bottle of whiskey.

"Seriously?" Dean asked in awe.

Sam realised his mistake.

"Yeah I bet you, you couldn't drink it all and well I was wrong." Sam tried to shrug.

"Sweet, so what did I win?" Dean asked.

"Win?" Sam repeated.

"Yeah you know the bet."

"Oh yeah right. Fifty bucks." Sam said as he pulled a wrinkled note out of his jeans pocket.

"Awesome!" Dean said straightening it and then putting it in his pocket.

Sam gave a weak smile.

"Dude where's all your crap?"

"In my room." Sam answered.

Ok so this was the fall out then.

"Your room? What are you a shy school girl?" Dean chuckled.

"Just made sense, I couldn't concentrate with your snoring." Sam joked.

Dean became his usual self pre-Jack only he openly flirted with men now. This was new, usually he would ignore the men in front of Sam but this part seemed post Jack.

Sam hoped that Dean would find someone new and fast. Not because Jack was nothing or a bad person but because being with Jack or rather being in love had made Dean the happiest Sam had ever seen him. Well other than when Dean was with Lisa. Though Dean had sworn Sam never to mention her again Sam had noticed that Dean had returned to normal quicker after her, though Sam knew Dean would never compare his love for Lisa to the love he felt for Jack and Sam knew Dean shouldn't have to, after all love is love. Dean would only ever fall for a man in the future of that Sam was certain. Sam had become aware that Cas knew why Jack and Dean had finished but when Cas reappeared he told Sam

"If Dean wanted you to know he would have told you when he had his memory, it's not my place."

And Sam knew he was right, but now the problem was that Sam couldn't sleep. Yes the "athletic" noses from next door didn't help but the truth was that it was Sam's guilt that kept him awake. The guilt that Sam had taken away the memory Dean had of loving Jack and being loved by Jack. He had done it so that Dean could be himself again but now the secret of it all and the guilt meant that Sam wasn't on form. Sam was caught between a rock and a hard place.

The good thing that came out of it all was Dean was more focused and dedicated on killing the Devil more than ever. Dean was doing more research then Sam thought possible. Dean's room resembled more that or the war cabinet these days than a drinks cabinet.

"Ok so we know that salt, holy water, the demon blade, the Colt, knifes, guns, dead man's blood and demon traps don't work on him. So there's a good chance hexes and spells don't either." Dean said gesturing to the line of items on the bed.

"Which we knew months ago." Sam pointed out.

"Way to think positive." Dean jeered.

"So any new ideas?"

"Not 'till Snape checks in."

"Dude really a Harry Potter reference."

"What?" Dean asked affronted.

Sam shook his head.

"Do you think he will come up with something new?" Sam asked.

"I hope so, anything's better than nothing. As long as it's not measurements to turn me into Michael's prom dress." Dean said without a smile.

But that was months ago and after spending more months chasing their tail it was time. Sam had convinced Dean he could send Lucifer back to his cage. Dean had spent so long saying no that even when he realised that they had no other option he still said no. But what Dean didn't know was that his "Snape" was a triple agent.

Sam had convinced Cas to give Dean back his memories. Again Sam knew this was a little selfish but it needed to be done. Dean would either be too distracted or up set to stop Sam he would just agree because he didn't care anymore.

In a way Sam was right but Dean cared more then he thought.

"I don't care that you took the memory's I wanted them gone. I care that my brother doesn't go to hell in Luci's hand basket."

"What other option is there?" Sam pleaded. "I can save us all. I can save my last family member you can go back, find Jack and forgive him for whatever it was that came between you too."

Dean didn't answer that was the last thing Dean wanted.

One day however shortly after regaining his memory Dean agreed with Sam and together they found a secluded place where they could open the cage and put Luci back.

Sam let Luci in and then Sam threw the rings at the wall (Ah yes maybe it's here I should mention that Sam and Dean had fought the Four horse men of the apocalypse. There was War a guy with a cool Red mustang, then there was Famine, who was one creepy dude, and Pestilence with that guy you needed a Kleenex handy and then there was Death who was surprisingly chilled. So the Winchesters stopped an Apocalypse all in a day's work for these boys)

After pretending to fight Luci Sam straightened up and smiled

"Sam's gone Dean." Luci said in Sam's voice.

"You lose."

And with that he disappeared.

Dean sat there in a dusty room somewhere in Detroit.

Luci had been right all along.

After following signs and tracking Luci Dean knew where he would be. Dean had tried to push the whole Jack thing to the back of his mind right then his brother needed him.

Dean had driven to an old grave yard where he met Bobby and Cas. Dean still felt awkwardness towards Cas. After all Dean now knew that Cas had seen everything in his head even the stuff he tried not to think about and not think about it was what he was trying to do right now.

"You sure this is the place?" Dean asked hugging Bobby.

They chatted for a minute but tried not to give a way too many planes those damned angels might be listening.

It wasn't long till Luci turned up first in Sam's body, then surprisingly Adam turned up.

"Woah, I'm meant to be your vessel?!" Dean said out raged.

"What think you special Dean?" Michael said moving Adam's lips.

Dean shrugged and nodded in a kinda-yeah way.

Cas threw a petrol bomb at Michael and he disappeared, Luci blows Cas up.

In the end Luci was beating Dean up while Dean begged for Sam to come round. Something catches Luci's eye and for a second Sam took over. Sam remembered playing in the car as kids sticking toys where they didn't belong and carving their insults in to the floor. He remembered Dean's face as he sat in the driver's seat trying to find the words to tell his little brother that he has fallen in love again only this time with a man and that apart from "Her" he has always been with men.

Sam found the pride he felt at that moment and the courage that Dean had shown in that moment and Sam backed away from his big brother.

"I have him Dean!" Sam shouted as he threw the rings on the ground.

"No Sammy." Dean tried to shout but the words come out as a whimper.

Just before Sam fell forward, Michael reappeared and tried to stop Sam but Sam grabed hold of Michael and both fell through the gaping hole to Luci's cage.

Cas was by Dean's side, Cas rested two fingers on Dean's forehead and healed him. This was the first time Cas had touched Dean since giving him his memory's back.

A whirring, whining sound filled the air, of course this would be when he would show up.