16 year old Dean Winchester was sat in math lazily doodling on his notebook. It was a warm spring day and he was counting down the minutes to when term finished and he could go to the farm and spend some time with the Pastor and Caleb. His mind began to wander and as always his thoughts where drawn to his brother, he hadn't spoken to his brother in 3 years and it still hurt him that he wouldn't answer any of his letters. At first he'd argued with himself that Sammy didn't always have an address to write back to him, but when he'd got a post box near the farm and his letters continued to go un-answered there where no more excuses he could think of.

He'd called his brother the day after he'd left and spoken to him briefly, the conversation had not gone well and Dean could remember the conversation as if it was yesterday. Sam had picked up the phone after only 3 rings, Dean had gone to a phone box to call his brother knowing that Sam would never answer if he used his dad's phone and he wasn't all too sure if John would allow it.

" Hello " Sam had answered

" Sammy !! Its Dean "

" Dean where are you ? "

" I'm in Phoenix with dad, I'm at a pay phone, I tried to follow you yesterday but you and your freaky long legs got too far ahead of me " Dean laughed nervously, Sam remained silent

" Sammy?……….. You still there ? "

" Yeah I'm still here. What do you want Dean ? "

" I……….I just wanted to talk "

" Did dad put you up to this ? Cause I'm not coming back, I'm through with hunting and everything to do with it !! "

" No dad doesn't know I'm calling you, I snuck out. I just want to talk Sammy, not to make you come back, I miss you " Sammy laughed but there was no joy in it, it sounded bitter and hollow

" Already ? I've only been gone one night !! "

" I know, but……….well……I…….. " he sighed " You're right I'm just being stupid. Hey can I come visit you next break ? It could be fun "

" Let me think about it okay. College isn't exactly the place for a 13 year old, there isn't much for you to do here "

" But….but…I'd be with you. We always find fun stuff to do " Sam sighed and Dean had felt his heart break, the tears began to sting his eyes and his breath hitched in his chest

" It doesn't matter, look I have to go I'm running out of money I'll write to you " he heard Sam start to speak but didn't want to hear anything more so he hung up. He hadn't called Sam again the pain in being rejected by his brother was too much. It was hard enough when his Sam hadn't written back to him but to actually hear the rejection was far too painful. He was brought back to the present when he heard his name being called

" Winchester are you even listening to me ? "

" Huh ? " the other students snickered and looked round to Dean who was giving the teacher a bemused look, the teacher rolled her eyes at Dean and gestured towards the board

" I asked if you would be so kind as to work out the problem on the board " Dean rose from his chair a charming smile plastered on his face

" Sure thing Miss Stokes " he sent a wink as he walked past and she blushed which made the smile on his face grow larger.

Dean looked at the puzzle on the board and smiled it was just too easy he completed the answer and turned around grinning, Miss Stokes smiled

" Well done Dean, record time to " he wandered back to his seat and started to once again count down the minutes till the bell rang symboling the end of the day and the start of the summer holidays.

The bell rang 5 minutes later and Dean left his seat quickly and headed for the door, he moved out into the hallway and tried to avoid the jocks who we're trying to make his life a misery, he'd promised his dad that he wouldn't fight at school but these idiots where making it difficult to not do just that. His dad was worried that he'd loose his temper and use his powers against them it had happened on hunts when his dad had been in danger, so far it had worked out well, the last time being a rather nasty wendigo in the northern woods of North Dakota. The beast had ignored Dean and gone for his father who obviously looked like a tastier meal, Deans flare gun had jammed and in his panic and fear he had sent a fire ball into the wendigo's chest, it had worked and the wendigo had screamed as it was dispatched from the world. Although it was a success John wanted his son to not rely on his powers they still didn't fully understand them after all this time and John's argument was that they could be gone one day, and where would Dean be then. So his training was increased, Dean didn't mind all that much he liked the time he got to spend with his dad, he looked at it as a strange way of bonding with the elder Winchester.

He was looking forward to seeing the Pastor again he was like a grandfather, always willing to listen and never judge. He'd listened to Deans worries and fears over Sam and had told him to be patient , that Sam would come round eventually he just needed to find himself.

Dean was still wondering just what the hell the Pastor had meant by that, he didn't even realise that Sam was lost, he didn't seem lost in fact Dean knew exactly where he was, so how didn't Sam know ?

But apparently the Pastor was being philosophical about his meanderings which left Dean back at square one.

Dean wandered back to the motel that he and his father were staying in, for once it was quite decent in a nice part of town, he still looked over his shoulder his fathers words rang in his ears " always be aware of your surroundings " so he kept his eyes and his ears open. Of course he'd never had a problem no-one had ever followed him or bothered him in the slightest so Dean was a little surprised at the guy in his late twenties who was following him now. Maybe he was being a little paranoid, he decided to take a short cut down an alley to see if the guy would follow. He did. Shit, shit, shit. The guy was at least 3 sizes bigger than him and all muscle, Dean was pretty sure he could still take him, after all you use your opponents weaknesses against them, he just didn't fancy a tussle with the guy.

He dipped down another alley and took cover to observe the man further, "confront the situation before he confronts you " his father had told him " you be in control, that's where success lies ". The man came down the alley his grey eyes searching, he passed Deans hidden position and Dean stepped out

" Why are you following me ? " he asked, the man turned slowly to face him, his eyes raked over Dean making him feel uncomfortable

" Hello Dean. I think you've been expecting me " Dean raised a brow at the man

" Sorry to burst your bubble dude but I don't swing that way, plus don't you think you're a little old for

me ? " the man smirked

" Not what I meant. My names Michael "

" Okay…..that helps me how ? Dude I don't know you, so stop acting like you know me, and how the hell do you know my name ? " Michael shuddered when Dean said hell ,

" We have a mutual friend , and please don't say that " Michael replied " Shall we head to your home ? We need to start your training as soon as possible "

" Training ? Training for what ? Look man who the hell are you ? " Michael visibly shuddered again at the word hell

" Can you please not say that "

" Say what ? " Dean asked puzzled ,

" The 'H' word "

" H word……..oh you mean hell ? " Michael again shuddered and sent Dean a warning glare, Dean grinned

" I asked you not to say it " Michael growled

" Yeah you did. But you didn't say please " he smirked as Michael took a step forward , Dean held his ground

" You really don't wan to push me boy "

" Why wouldn't I like you when your angry. Dude you so not are David Banner "

" Who's David Banner ? " Dean gave Michael an incredulous look

" What do you mean who's David Banner ? it's the incredible hulk man, the big green dude, Stan Lee " Michael shot Dean an annoyed look

" First its David Banner now its Stan Lee, do you even know these people ? ". Dean shook his head and began to walk away

" I gotta get back, nice as this chat's been my dads expecting me home…..without company " he added, Michael took a step towards him

" Dean we don't have time for this, I need you prepared. The war is coming and I, we need you in control"

" And I told you I'm not interested, just leave me the hell alone " he emphasised the hell and grinned as Michael flinched. He left the alley and Michael behind and continued onto the motel, his dads impala was parked in front of the room, Dean sighed John was expecting him back a half hour ago he didn't tolerate tardiness so Dean was expecting to get his ear chewed. What he didn't expect was Michael to be sat calmly on the couch talking with his dad. Dean stopped dead, his mouth hanging open

" How the hell did you get here so fast ? ! "

" Will you not say that word !! " Michael growled through clenched teeth, John stared at his son

" You met Michael already ? " he asked

" Yeah, he's the reason I'm late. He followed me down an alley, thought he was some kid of perv or something " John spat out his coffee and began to choke on it

" You thought what ? " he coughed, Michael patted him on the back an amused grin on his face

" Do you even know who this is ? " Dean frowned

" He said he's called Michael. What else is there to know ? " he asked,

" You didn't tell him did you ? " Michael asked, John shook his head

" I just thought it was a dream, and then you never showed up so I forgot about it "

" Does someone want to tell me what's going on ? " Dean asked, John took a deep breath and looked to his son

" This is Michael. Arch angel Michael. He's here to complete your training "

" You have got to be shitting me ? "

" DEAN !! Watch you language " John admonished. Michael shook his head and looked to Dean

" I can guarantee that we are not shitting you Dean. I am who your father says and I'm here to complete your training "

" Prove it. Prove that you're an angel " John scrubbed a hand over his face and groaned at his son. Michael stood the room grew bright he took on an ethereal glow , wings huge and golden sprouted from his back and spread wide, his eyes that had been grey shone a bright blue the glow subdued and the room and Michael returned to normal. Dean stared wide eyed at the angel, his eyes full of wonder and childlike innocence

" You're really an honest to God angel ? " he asked, Michael nodded, Dean took a step forward towards the angel, he reached out a tentative hand and placed it on the mans chest. Michael smiled gently and placed his hand over Deans

" Are you ready to begin your training ? " the angel asked

" Yeah I guess " he said quietly " What do I have to do ? "

" Just come with me. Close your eyes we'll be back soon " Dean closed his eyes and felt himself being pulled as if through water,

" Open your eyes Dean " when Dean opened his eyes he was stood in a wide sun clearing surrounded by a circle of trees

" Okay Dean lets begin " .

A/N; Please review, think my muse has come back for this story, and don't worry Sammy will be back soon enough, and him not replying its not what you think…..you may not be happy with what I do write but I think its going to be pretty good, so bear with me xxx