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Dean made his way carefully through the dense forest. He was getting closer as the smell of smoke was becoming overwhelming, but was thankful it wasn't the smell of sulfur. Although demons would put him a playing field he was familiar with instead of dealing with gods.

The smoke was getting stronger and thicker, but he kept onwards. Finally he came to what looked like a comet track in the ground. Trees and earth was pushed aside by the object that fell from the sky. It didn't seem like a huge object, but big enough to put him on edge.

He walked over to where the object has finally landed. His gun was out and ready for whatever or whoever should pop out ready to attack. But once he got close enough, he lowered the weapon.

"Oh no…"

Dean put the gun back into the waistband of his jeans and practically jumped into the hole where the figure lay. It was a man, better yet it was Dennis!

Dean did a visual inspection for any kind of wounds but found none. He practically jumped out of his skin when Dennis opened his eyes and started breathing heavily.

"Whoa whoa Dennis relax it's me!"

Dean got into his line of sight as a means to relax the fallen man. There was no way he could physically restrain him, so he was hoping to get through to him mentally.

"Dennis it's me it's Dean!"

Dennis stopped panicking as he listened to Dean's voice. Threw the haze that clouded his judgement, Dean's voice brought upon a familiar tone. His own. Dean brought him out of his haze by using his 'big brother' voice, and that seemed to do the trick. Suddenly images of Danny and Sam came flashing threw his head, and he further relaxed. His head was starting to hurt as his thoughts were being put back in place.

"Dean?!"

"Yeah it's me, what the hell happened?"

Dennis put his hand to his forehead and closed his eyes as the headache was slowly turning into a migraine.

"I…Well after we split up, I thought Danny and Sam were dead in the morgue. Even though it wasn't them, something in my mind snapped like a rubber band, that's when it all started."

Flashback

Dennis had his eyes set firmly on the one person he was willing to kill and not think twice about it.The second he knew Dean had Danny and Sam out of the way, his already blood red eyes started dripping blood out of them.

"Bravo!What an entrance!"Leo sarcastically said.

Leo started walking forward and stepped over the now dead shifter's body in the process.

"How does it feel being a god?Or at least someone with god powers.Your weak human body can't hold it.For the last time, give your powers to me, or I will find your friends and kill them one by one.Starting with little Danny."

The fog that was slowly enveloping Dennis's mind was becoming thicker and it was getting harder to think clearly.He felt like a dog with rabies protecting its cubs.

Without realizing his own actions, he launched himself at Leo sending them both backwards and threw a brick wall.He had the upper hand and just started punching his face in.It stunned Leo, but finally took charge of his loosing situation and started fighting back.He punched Dennis sending him backwards, but not far enough.He regained his balance quickly and attacked again, harder this time.Leo was nearly knocked out as he was punched by a quicker than normal Dennis.The two made eye contact.

"Well….you're manifesting threw those powers fairly well."Leo was panting and trying not to pass out.Once someone starts to lose control of their powers, it's hard to win against them, as the powers start to manifest a life of its own.Almost as if the host has a dangerous split personality only brought out by times of extreme stress.As long as Leo had complete control over his powers, he was no match for a rogue who never knew how to handle the powers to begin with.He will have to return when Dennis's human side was more dominant.With a final blow Leo tackled Dennis threw a nearby window, and took off flying as Dennis was falling.He wasn't able to catch himself before he hit the ground, so landed with a painful crack on his back on the pavement. He was stunned for a few minutes, but once he opened his eyes he couldn't see where Leo had taken off too.Trying to catch up with him, he got up and started flying.He looked all around the sky but saw no trace of the other man.He stopped and took in his surroundings.He sensed something familiar in the air, and flew towards it.There was no stopping him now.

Dennis was still in pain after telling what happened to him to Dean.

"It was as if I were two completely different people. As if one minute I was a rational human being, and the next I was a completely blood thirsty monster bent on revenge, and no one could have stopped me. I couldn't control it."

Dennis's claim made Dean nervous. Hopefully Dennis wasn't going to freak out and kill everyone once he got him back to the cabin, but he figures that sort of thing only happens when he's angry.

'Just like Hulk'. Dean thought to himself.

"Here, let's get you out of this hole and to the cabin."

Very carefully Dean helped a disoriented Dennis up off the ground and to a standing position. Actually getting him out of the hole was a different story, but with some careful maneuvering, the two men were on grassy grounds, and steadily moving through the trees to the cabin.

~*SPN*~

Sam had spent the better half of an hour talking to Danny after Mr. Thursday had left. He told him happy memories with Dean, some fun stuff that happened as he attended Stanford, and other positive memories that came to him. He kept out everything else that had to do with him mother and girlfriend being killed, as well as anything about the supernatural. If the kid could actually hear him he wanted positive things being said. Every now and then he swore he saw eye lids flutter, or a jerky arm or leg movement, but a lot of that can be chalked up to muscle spasms.

Sam heard grunting and groaning coming from outside. A string of curse words alerted him to the fact that it was his brother.

He got up from his chair and moved to the window. He saw Dean carrying a very weathered looking Dennis up to the front porch. Without hesitation he ran outside to help with the effort. He slung the free arm around his shoulders, and helped carry the older man inside.

They sat him down on a couch in the living area that wasn't too far from where Danny was laying on the stretcher.

"Don't tell me whatever that thing was that landed was Dennis."

Dean looked in Sam's direction and rose an eyebrow.

"It definitely was. And let me tell you, it would have been easier carrying a damn meteor than it was him!"

Dean was out of breath as he sat down on a recliner adjacent to Dennis. Sam kneeled down and started inspecting Dennis.

"He doesn't seem to be hurt, just stunned." Sam turned back to Dean. His brother was out of sorts and looked like he just ran a twenty-five sprint. "Why don't you go lay down? I have everything under control here."

Dean didn't actually want to go lay down, but carrying an unconscious Dennis wasn't a walk in the park either. He sighed and lifted his head to meet Sam's eyes.

"Are you sure? Cause from what Dennis tells me he has a split personality and he can't seem to control the dangerous one. Last thing I need is him waking up and killing everyone."

Sam's face scrunched up as he took in the information. Dean went about telling him about how Dennis completely lost it after Dean got the younger brothers out safely.

"I bet Danny could have talked him down, pulled him from wherever the powers has taken him."

"Maybe."

"Dean Listen, I don't think he's going to be waking up for a while, so just take advantage of the situation and go to sleep. I promise I will wake you when he wakes up, or if anything weird starts happening."

Dean smirked.

"Ok fine I'll go get some rest." Dean got up from the recliner with a groan, and passed his brother on the way, whispering "Bossy Bitch" under his breath.

"I heard that jerk!"

Without turning around, Dean responded with, "You were meant to bitch!"

Sam smiled as Dean mostly closed the door behind him.

Once Dean was out of the room, Sam thought maybe he could try and heal Dennis. Even though he didn't appear hurt, he was very pale and passed out on the couch. Maybe he just had a horrible migraine, but whatever it was that was making the older man in pain, Sam wanted to try and stop it.

He kneeled down beside the couch and grabbed Dennis's hand. He tried concentrating on healing, blue light, the feeling he got whenever what he was doing was working, but he felt none of it. After about ten minutes trying to get some sort of a result, he gave up. He gently put Dennis's hand back onto the couch, and made his way to the lap top.

Since all three men were out for the count, Sam decided it was time to more research on everything related to Grecian lore. There was a lot of it, and he had little to work on. 'This was going to take a while', Sam thought before starting his research.

*Dennis is back! I have more twists and turns coming up next chapter!*