CHAPTER ELEVEN – Amnesia? (Part Two)

"Auntie Heather," Cayden whimpered with a frown from the backseat of the car.

Heather glanced over her shoulder at her niece. "What's wrong, Cayden?" She asked.

"Do you think Mommy's memory came back last night?" The child inquired curiously.

The young blonde sighed. "I don't think so, sweetie. It's gonna take a couple days. Remember what your dad said? It's going to take a couple days for her memory to realize there's nothing to be afraid of anymore."

The rest of the car ride home was silent.

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"So if he wanted he wanted you…then why'd he kidnap me?" Isabelle questioned with a confused look from her spot at the breakfast table across from Sam, both with a cup of coffee in hand.

"I don't know, Izzy," Dean stated, his voice causing both adults to turn towards the doorway. "Neither of us do…"

Just then a knock on the front door called for his attention and Dean disappeared to answer it. "Hey, Heather," He greeted the average height blonde carrying his niece.

"Mornin', Dean," She replied with a sigh.

Cayden shifted in her arms and reached out for her uncle without a word. Dean shot her a smile and helped her out of her coat, throwing it on the coat tree as he started towards the kitchen. Heather stopped him.

"How's she doin'?" She whispered.

"Hey, Cayden, why don't you go sit in your dad's lap for a few minutes, alright?" He smiled as he set the five year old down. She nodded, a small pout on her face as she ran into the kitchen.

"Izzy's taking this a lot better than Sam is…" Dean sighed. "He was up all night. Couldn't sleep, too restless. I think he was watching a chick flick…50 Dates, or First Dates or something…according to the TV Guide at least." He shook his head. "This whole thing is just really stressing him out," He added.

Heather paused for a moment. "50 First Dates?" She asked, curiously.

"Yeah, that sounds right…"

"You didn't happen to watch some of the movie, did you?"

Dean made a face. "Not a click-flick moment kind-of person."

"The main character, Lucy lost her short-term memory in a car accident, Dean. She lived the same day over and over again until Adam Sandler's character, Henry made a tape that explained everything to her…over and over again… Made her fall in love with him a different way, everyday," The nineteen-year-old explained.

"Yeah, way too chick-flicky for me," He stated simply.

Heather crossed her arms. "You just wait until my big sister comes back. She's going to beat you to hell and back for not cheering him up."

Dean let out a sigh, but said nothing more.

FIVE DAYS LATER-

7:45AM:

The toaster had just popped, but Sam didn't notice. It was Wednesday and Isabelle still hadn't been coming around. Sure, she'd remembered things he'd told her the past couple days, but nothing beyond that to her family's dismay. He'd spent all nights up to last night on the couch watching old home videos from when the two of them were in high school; he had also discovered a box full of "Cayden's Firsts", along with a load of home videos from the five years she'd been off raising their daughter alone so he could go to college without knowledge of her existence.

"Daddy," The kindergartener's soft voice on the other side of the counter broke him out of his thoughts in front of the sizzling frying pan of bacon, "the toast is done."

Sam's hand snapped out to grab the burning bread from the shiny appliance and tossed it on her plate. "Hurry up and eat; I've gotta get you to school within the half hour," He said, blankly.

Cayden could tell he wasn't very happy today. He'd barely cracked a smile when Ducky woke him up that morning with a start. "Daddy, are you okay?" She asked, curiously as she poked at the scrambled eggs in front of her.

"Yeah, sweetie, I'm fine," He replied with an exhausted sigh, turning around to face her from across the kitchen counter. "You almost done?"

She nodded sadly and reluctantly put a forkful of eggs in her mouth before pushing the plate away.

Just then, footsteps pounding down the stairs at a quick pace caught both their attention and Isabelle's first real smile in days appeared in the kitchen, jumping on Sam in a hug, her legs wrapping around his waist so she could capture him in a passionate kiss. "Hey," She said, breathily, a huge grin plastered across her face as her arms clung around his neck to his back.

The young man broke out the happiest, most relieved laugh as he set her on the counter top and kissed her again. "Welcome back, Iz," He stated, still smiling, his breath tickling her skin the way she'd hoped it would.

"Ew, no kissing in the kitchen!" Cayden squealed from the spot near their tangle of legs, making a face that her parents could only laugh in adoration at.

Her dad immediately bent over to scoop her up, causing her to giggle hysterically as he kissed her cheek and pinned her between his chest and Isabelle propped up against the kitchen cupboards.

Cayden kissed both her parents' cheeks and cuddled into her mother's embrace with a smile. "I missed you, Mommy," She whispered.

"I missed you, too," The brunette replied softly, her eyes never leaving Sam's as she spoke. "I love you, Sammy," She stated before kissing the top of her daughter's head and adding, "You, too, Cay."

"Is this one of those family hug moments?" Dean's voice echoed from the other side of the counter with a smirk.

"Yeah and you're part of the family so get your butt over here," Isabelle chirped with a grin he could only recognize as the Izzy that went to middle school with his little brother and not the shell she'd been for the past five days.

Chuckling, the elder Winchester brother ruffled her hair and kissed the top of her head. "You've been gone way too damn long, kiddo," He stated as he grabbed a piece of bacon off the plate on the counter.

She looked up to Sam again and rested her forehead against his own. "I know," She answered to Dean's statement. "It won't happen again."

A/N: So, Izzy's back!

:) I hope you're all happy. I'm so sorry it took this long to update. I was having a minor writer's block with this story so I took a break for a week and I got a spark again when I got home from school.

But, now, its posted. And I'd really love some feedback!

I have the next chapter planned out, I've just gotta write it!

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(P.S. It involves the much-needed and much-anticipated Sam-Isabelle alone time. And the always-so-interesting Dean-Cayden adventures. Haha.)