An: so here goes another chapter hope you all enjoy...and remember review.

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Chapter 9 Reunited

"So you believe me!" Sam said in a questioning tone.

"Of course I do, I mean I had my own experiences with a ghost. I never told anyone this, because I thought that they would think that I was crazy, but after my grandma died... I sort of seen her a few times." Jess told him with an accepting laugh.

Sam was just about to tell Jess how lucky he was to have such an amazing girlfriend, when he heard a soft knock on the door. And seeing how Jess was already in her pajamas, Sam decided it was probably for the best if he answered the door. In case it was some kinda perv out to get a cheap thrill.

"Heya, Sammy!" Dean said weakly as his brother answered the door.

"You jerk!" Was Sam's only reply.

"Yeah well, we all can't be the bitch!" Dean said with a chuckle as his vision began to darken.

"That was you at the library wasn't it?" Sam asked angrily.

"Nice place ya have here, Sammy." Dean said with a wince as he hinted to be asked in.

Sam finally took the hint, and stepped aside to make room for Dean to enter.

"So what took you so long to look me up?" Sam asked sounding disappointed.

"H-had a j-job to do...had t-to stay focused!" Dean said as he noticed the blood beginning to splatter on the carpet.

"Are you okay, Dean?" Sam asked as he watched Dean stumble passed the small living area.

Sam eyed him suspiciously when the brother he hadn't seen in years remained silent.

"Dean, where are you going?" Sam asked curiously.

"I'm fine, just looking for the kitchen...I could use a beer!" Dean answered with the lopsided smirk that Sam had missed for the last few years.

"Still doing the typical Dean Winchester thing I see! Gushing blood all the while smiling and telling everyone that you're fine." Sam said with a little harshness in his voice.

"Yeah well, it wouldn't be the typical Dean Winchester thing if I didn't do it anymore, now would it?" Dean asked rhetorically.

"Why don't you just sit down before you pass out?" Sam asked pointing to the cream colored sofa in the living room.

"First of all Sammy, Dean Winchester does not pass out! And secondly I don't think that Jessica would like to add clean blood of the sofa, onto he spring cleaning list." Dean answered as he wiped a bead of sweat from his upper lip.

"Here let me show you to the kitchen. Sam finally said after a moment of quiet. Wait, how'd know about Jess?" Sam asked with a humorless laugh.

"Because I'm the big brother Sammy...it's my job to know these things. Plus I heard one of her friends call her by name." Dean admitted quietly.

"So you have been stalking me and my girlfriend and it never once occurred to you to walk up and say hi?" Sam asked angrily, and it made Dean feel lower than dirt.

"I wouldn't say stalking...lurking, lurking is more my style, don't ya think! Besides I had a job to do, and it's done...so, hi Sammy." Dean said with a grin and a wave.

"Sam, are you coming to bed honey?" Jess asked in a sing song voice, as she came into the kitchen.