Dean: (gasps) you are finally updating! You just left me hanging there. (glares)

Me: (whine) Shut up Dean. I can't have my life revolve around you guys.

Dean: Yeah you can.

Anyway I apologize severely and please don't be like Dean over here and be a jerk about it. I feel bad. So I hope you guys are still hanging and I promise I'll try to update quicker. Dean and Sam made me pinky swear. And thank you google translator. Thanks to CeCe Away, Rraz45 and anyone else who I might of missed. Also thank all of you who have favorite/ alerted me and or my story it means so much. Can't believe they got rid of Cas . So unfair. Any who if you have time take a chance to read Crossroads by Zimonthy, He just posted his last chap and it is an amazing story.

***********Onward to story**************

"Yeah Dean, it's me Sammy." Sam replied quietly.

Everyone stood still, almost as if they were afraid to move. Dean cocked his head to the side, staring at Sam confused. Sam watched as he assessed Cas and Bobby. He turned back to Sam.

"Non intelligo quid agator." Dean said to Sam quietly.

"Dean doesn't understand what's going on." Cas translated immediately.

Sam was grateful Cas was there. Especially since Dean quit speaking English and had moved to Latin. Sam wouldn't be able to understand it.

"Well um, okay. You are at Bobby's house." Sam pointed over to Bobby, who half nodded. "He's like our uncle and father figure. He helps us out and makes sure we are okay. Then the guy over there is an angel named Cas. He helps us too. So ask questions and we will try to answer them." Sam explained.

Dean processed Sam's words then nodded.

"Memini me Bobby et fratres Sam. Cur mi loquor? Num coram homini bus?" Dean asked.

Sam's mouth gaped at the rapid Latin that was pouring out of Dean's mouth with ease. Cas stepped in quickly.

"He said that he remembers that Bobby is close, and that you are brothers." Cas said to Sam. He then turned to Dean. "Dean, you don't speak English because your mind has to process it. And yes, you were human before." Cas explained.

Then they all explained to Dean what happened.

********Three*Weeks*Later**********

Sam glared with his bottom lip sticking out. Dean was laughing. Sam almost couldn't keep the look up with Dean's loud care free laugh. Even Cas had a small smile on his face, not able to hide it. Bobby walked in, looking confused.

"Do I even want to know?" Bobby asked.

"Dean thought it would be funny to make my coffee disappear and then have it appear, while dumping it on my lap. Then the only thing he says is oops." Sam said sullenly. "Dean it's not that funny!" Sam exclaimed.

Dean was laughing even harder. Bobby let a small smile on his face as he shook his head.

"I didn't mean to spill it. Accident" Dean said apologetically.

Sam smiled at the English spoken words. Dean was more and more starting to speak more English. Sometimes it left choppy sentences but it helped Bobby and Sam understand him. Dean's memories also were returning. Almost all of his memories of Sam were returning and half his memories of Bobby and Cas. Sam was a little sad that Dean still had a hard time remembering his dad or mom. He had to think really hard about it. Dean also remembered how to fight and hunt. They were going on a hunt in a couple days. It was a simple salt and burn but they need it to help get Dean back in the saddle.

"Dean, cloak your wings again and for five hours this time."Cas ordered.

Dean groaned but his wings disappeared. Sam knew he hated hiding them but how important it was too. If Dean could do this, then they would be on their way to the hunt.

-It's—hunting-time-

Sam drove to the cemetery as Dean looked out the window. Sam couldn't help but think that Dean looked a little sad. Sam missed his old big brother. He missed Dean driving and making random remarks. This new Dean didn't hit on women at all. He just did an awkward half smile and then would stare down at his hands. He also doesn't talk much. He also doesn't listen to his music or bitch about Sam's music. Sam really missed all the petty things he thought were annoying.

"Sam?" Dean asked confused.

Sam realized they had been sitting in the car for awhile.

"Yeah, let's do this." Sam said climbing out of the Impala.

"Roast the bitch." Dean pitched in, smirking lightly.

Sam smiled as a part of the old Dean came back, even for just a second. They went to the grave and Dean started digging. Sam watched and remained alertful for the spirit. Dean tore the top off and salted it. Then the spirit screamed and Sam covered his ears. The spirit shoved him in to the grave. Sam winced as he hit the body with full force. The screeching seemed to be getting more high pitched. Sam clutched his ears and blood trickled out. He started whimpering. Faintly he heard a loud growl and watched Dean leap out and attack the spirit. His eyes were black and his wings were whipped out. The spirit put all his attention on Dean, totally forgetting about Sam. Sam took the moment to finish the thing, and started it on fire quickly leaping out. The spirit growled then vanished in a ugly black smoke. Sam watched as Dean closed his eyes and grit his teeth. His wings disappeared and when Dean opened his eyes they were back to his hazel green.

"You okay?" Dean asked.

Sam almost rolled his eyes. "Yeah, just going to be a little sore and have a few bruises." Sam replied.

"Are you sure? I can heal you." Dean offered, worry lacing his voice.

Sam flinched as Dean took a step towards him. Dean noticed and Sam watched the hurt flash through his eyes. Sam didn't answer and walked to the car climbing in. He just stared straight ahead not glancing at Dean. Before Sam could start the car Dean grabbed Sam's wrist. White light glowed faintly and Sam felt a warm sensation. He turned his head to glare at Dean.

"I can't stand by and watch you in pain. But I see the way you have been looking at me since this trip especially the third and fourth day in. Sorry Sammy, I'm not him. I can try, if you quit looking at me like that. But I'm trying Sam. It's hard to remember all this stuff. I remember going to hell and everything I did and you- hell. I will almost become the old me again but please don't shut me out." Dean pleaded with Sam.

Sam looked shocked. That was more than Dean had said in a week since he changed. Hen guilt poured in. He knew it wasn't Dean's fault.

"Yeah. I'm sorry too Dean. I was being a jerk." Sam replied.

Dean looked relieved. "Back to motel or Bobby's?" Dean asked.

"Uh, let's go to the hotel and get some rest." Sam replied, patting Dean on the arm.

Dean smiled and looked out the window. Sam shared a smile of his own and started driving back. Maybe they're brotherly relationship would be stronger.

**********DIFF*********POV*******

Eyes watched the boys as he went by. They glared as they saw the monster with the young man. The new monster. It would be hard to capture him and figure out what he was. Then kill him in the worst way possible. Another monster wasn't going to ruin the Winchesters life.

A/N…..Uh Oh. Who is that? IF anyone can guess correctly you get um….whatever you want. Help write a chap, get Dean for three weeks. I dunno. What did you guys think of last week's episode. I feel bad for both but, Dean apologized….