Disclaimer: I do not own SPN.

A/N: I am so so so so so SO sorry that it has taken me so long to get the next chapter up. There has been a lot going on, but I know that's no excuse. I know this chapter isn't that long...but I wanted to get something up since it's been since January...AGAIN, SO SORRY! I hope you're still with this story and enjoying it. The story won't be too much longer. There's only a few chapters left and I already have it all planned out. So...good luck. It's gonna be brutal. Sorry. Enjoy!

Chapter 14

Tuesday was a highly uneventful day. Dean and Cas went with Gabe, Balthazar, Anna, and Samandriel and explored Chicago. Dean had never been there before, so they decided to show him the sights and introduce him to the world famous pizza. Anna said that it was so good that surely death himself would highly enjoy it.

All day they made sure to steer clear of Michael and Raphael. They didn't want any drama.

Late that night, they all said their goodbyes as Dean and Cas went to their room, Gabe went to his room, and the rest of them went home.

Early that next day, Cas woke Dean up. "Dean, we have to get up. I told my mother that we would be at the house early today to help with the funeral arrangements."

Dean grumbled and rolled over onto his stomach. "Do we have to?"

Cas chuckled and sat up. "I'm afraid so. I'm just as reluctant to go near my brothers, but it is something that cannot be avoided."

Dean mumbled something that Cas couldn't quite make out. "What was that, Dean?"

"Nothing. Why don't you go take a shower?"

Cas stretched and stood up. "That was my plan. Will you be able to get yourself up while I am in there?"

Dean forced himself to roll back over onto his back and open his eyes. "There. I'm awake."

Cas chuckled and walked over to the counter. He started the coffee pot and just the smell of brewing coffee was enough to get Dean sitting up and a little more awake. "I will be right back. You can take one after me. Don't drink all the coffee while I'm in the shower, Dean."

Dean tried taming his messy hair. "No promises."

He got up and rifled through his bag, looking for something to wear. He set his clothes to the side and picked up his phone. He unlocked it and opened a new text to Ben.

Hey kid, I know you're in school, so I better not get a response from you until lunch. Just thought I'd check in and see how things are going. Sorry I didn't call earlier. I just got up. Hope everything's going okay. Call me when you get the chance. Love you, kiddo.

Dean laid back on the bed and waited for the coffee pot to fill. His mind went back over the past few days. He couldn't believe that he owned his own house, he had a great kid, an amazing boyfriend, smart as hell little brother, and an awesome family. He couldn't believe how lucky he was.

His next thoughts were about his dad. He had a lot of pent up anger towards that man. He couldn't count the number of times he'd bailed that man out of trouble and it had come back to bite him in the ass, including the last time when he had almost died.

That man had put him through a lot, a lot more than anyone else knew, including Sammy. He'd never felt comfortable divulging that information with anyone. He figured he should probably tell Cas considering that they were dating and how close they were. He didn't want to keep anything from him. He decided that he was going to tell him everything. He just needed to find the opportunity.

"Something wrong, Dean?" Dean's head snapped up to see Cas watching him carefully.

Dean sat up. "Yeah, uh, I was just thinking about some things. There's something that I need to talk to you about, Cas…it's probably not a good time, but-."

Cas's phone went off. He looked at the screen and saw that it was Balthazar. "I'll let it go to voicemail."

Dean shook his head, standing. "It's okay, Cas. Go ahead and answer it. I need to get in the shower anyway. We can talk later."

Cas looked at him worried. "Are you sure, Dean? I can call him back."

Dean smiled softly at him and pressed his lips to Cas's in a sweet kiss. "It's fine, Cas. I'm going to jump in the shower real quick."

Dean stepped around Cas and grabbed his clothes, walking into the bathroom as Cas answered the phone.

"Hello?"

"Cassie! Good morning. Are you and Dean ready to get going?"

"Dean is just about to get in the shower, so we will be ready shortly. Do you know the plans for today?"

"All I know is that Mom wanted everyone to help out getting things set up for the calling hours and funeral. Which, the calling hours will be tomorrow night."

Cas nodded, already knowing when the calling hours were. "Alright, we will see you soon. Let me know when you are on the way."

"Will do, Cassie. See you soon."

The call ended and Cas put his phone away. There was a knock on the door and Cas figured it was Gabriel. He walked over to the door and opened it. "Cassie! How are you this morning, pal?"

Cas rolled his eyes at Gabe as he walked into the room. "I am fine, Gabriel. How about you?"

Gabe nodded as he sat down on the bed. "Peachy. I just got off the phone with Samsquatch. He said he's getting lonely."

Cas chuckled. "Isn't Sam at school right now?"

Gabe nodded. "Yep. He's been texting me like crazy through his classes. I think I managed to get myself a date for when I get back."

Cas looked over at him from his duffel bag. "I thought you already had a date planned with him."

Gabe shook his head. "No, that was me being confident. That all fell through, but I'm stubborn and he finally gave in. I know he's got the hots for me, so I didn't back down."

Dean stepped out of the bathroom rubbing a towel over his hair. "I really don't want to know what my brother has the hots for."

Gabe looked up and smirked. "Dean-o! There you are! No worries. I'll keep a close eye on your brother."

Dean made a disgusted face and looked away. "I really don't want to know any more. That's enough about Sam."

Gabe rolled his eyes, but chuckled. "So, how is Big Brother this morning? How's Little Man?"

Dean turned around. "Little Man?"

Gabe nodded, pulling out his phone as it started vibrating indicating he had a text. "Yeah. Little Man, as in Benjamin."

Dean rolled his eyes, shoving the clothes he'd been wearing to bed into his bag. "He's fine. He's in school at the moment, so I won't hear from him until later."

Cas's phone went off and he pulled it out to see a text from Balthazar. "Balthazar is on his way. We should head downstairs."

Dean nodded, pulling on his socks and then his boots. "Only if we can stop somewhere for coffee since we didn't get to drink any here. I'm going to need a bucket of the stuff if I'm going to deal with Michael and Raphael today."

SPN

Dean walked into the coffee shop they had agreed to stop at in order for them all to survive the day. Cas walked in behind him. "Can you order me a coffee while I go to the bathroom?"

Dean nodded. "Sure thing."

Dean walked up to the counter and ordered coffees for himself, Cas, and Gabe. He pulled his wallet out and paid the barista before stepping off to the side to wait for his order to be ready. He was standing there for only a moment when a man walked up behind him and starting talking in a very low voice.

"Dean Winchester. No, don't turn around. You're wondering who I am and how I know who you are. I'm a friend of your father's, you see. I spotted you in town a few days ago and have been following you, waiting for a chance to speak. This is the first time you've been apart from your friends."

Dean shifted his weight, getting nervous. "Who the hell are you and what do you want?"

"You don't get to know who I am. That part doesn't matter. What matters is that I know where you are and so does your father. He also knows that you're no longer protecting your little brother. I let him know that Sam isn't here with you."

"If you or anyone else so much as look at my little brother, I will rip you apart."

The man chuckled darkly. "That's funny, Dean. It's a little late for that. I'm sure you've already been called and informed of a visit to your bar. That won't be the last visit either, I assure you, but that's neither here nor there. I just wanted to let you know who exactly informed your father of your whereabouts. This person has been reporting your movements since you stepped off the plane. I'm sure it won't surprise you that your boyfriend's big brother has been spying on you and feeding the information to your father."

Dean's heart nearly stopped. He looked towards the bathroom, willing Cas to walk through the door. "What are you talking about?"

"I think you know what I'm talking about. It's quite obvious that he didn't like you from the moment you set foot here, so why should it surprise you that he's been spying on you?"

Dean swallowed hard. "Why are you telling me all of this?"

The man looked around the coffee shop, seemingly casual. "I thought I'd up the game and make things a little more interesting. You've been very boring to follow this week, I'm afraid."

"Where is my father? Is he here?"

He chuckled again. "Why would John be in Chicago? Even if he was in Chicago, I wouldn't tell you that, of course. No, for all you know he could be in California or Texas or, hell, Canada. You'll never know."

Cas walked out of the bathroom and looked around for Dean. He spotted him standing with a man he didn't recognize and immediately saw the tension rolling off of Dean. Cas walked closer to them, trying to catch part of their conversation.

"Be careful, Dean. Things are about to get interesting for you."

Before Dean could say anything, the man turned and walked away. Dean turned in his direction, trying to see what he looked like, but he was wearing a long coat with a hood covering his head.

Cas stepped up next to Dean, watching the man walk away. "Who was that?"

Dean shook his head. "A friend of my father's. He's been following me since I got here."

Cas looked up at Dean. "What did he want?"

"To warn me. My father knows where I am and that Sam is alone, unprotected. He's the one who sent that guy to the bar and attacked my brother. Someone's been spying on me and reporting everything back to my father."

"Who?"

Dean looked down at Cas, a frown on his face. "You're not going to believe what I'm about to say. I'm still not sure I entirely believe it, but it kind of makes sense."

The barista called Dean's name and he stepped over with Cas as they grabbed their coffees. They walked outside towards the car, keeping their voices low. "Who is it, Dean?"

Dean took a breath. "Michael."

I'll try to get the next chapter up shortly! Thanks for reading! ^.^ If anyone wants to pm me what they think will be happening next with this new revelation, feel free to! I'll even throw in a character named after the person who gets it the most right, if anyone does. ;) A little hint...nothing good is about to happen. Good luck!