We all drove to the restaurant, and sat down at a round table. I was sitting between Dean and Ryan, waiters served us plates with asparagus spears bound into an upright sheaf.

"Wow . . . that looks awesome," I muttered and Dean scoffed, "That's why you and I always get along so great," He comment and I smirked, rolling my eyes.

"All right. To Mom," Sam said, raising his glass and we all raised ours. "Happy birthday." Mary smiled at each of us, "Thank you."

We clinked our glasses in a cheer. "To Mom," I said and Mary smiled. I glanced at Sam and smiled as I saw him and Jessica kissing. I looked at Dean and saw him talking with Carmen before they kissed and I smiled at them as well.

"You okay?" Ryan whispered to me and I looked at him with a smile. "Better than okay," I replied and he smiled before kissing my cheek. I smiled at him before turning back at Sam as he spoke, "All right. Jess and I actually have another surprise for Mom's birthday." He looked at Jess, "Ah - You wanna tell 'em?"

She smiled, "They're your family," She said. "All right," Sam said. "What? Tell me what?" Mary asked with a smile. Sam cleared his throat, grabbing Jessica's left hand and hold it up to show us an engagement ring on her finger. I smiled as Mary laughed happily.

"Oh my God! That's so wonderful," Mary said before she got up and hugged Jessica as she also got up. I got up as Sam did as well and we both hugged. "I'm really happy for you," I said. "Thanks," He said with a smile as he kept his arm around my shoulder as we pulled away from the hug. Carmen and Dean got up as well and she and Jessica hugged.

Ryan got up and shook Sam's hand, "Congratulations, man," Ryan said as I grabbed Jess' hand and we both smiled at each other. "Congratulations," Carmen said with a smile. "Thank you," Sam said before Mary hugged him.

"I just wish your Dad was here," She said before they pulled away. I let out a small sigh, sad by the thought about Dad. "Yeah. Me too," Sam agreed as Dean wrapped an arm around my shoulder.

"Jessica, let me see that ring," Mary said with a smile. Jessica smiled, showing her ring to her and Carmen. "Congratulations Sam," Dean said and they shook hands. "Thanks," Sam said and I frowned, noticing a tension between them.

I glanced over Sam's shoulder to see the same girl from before on the street, standing far away from us. She looked a bit different than before. She looked filthier this time. I frowned, walking past my brothers towards the girl but when a man walked in front of me, the girl disappeared and I stopped, looking around for her but she wasn't there anymore.

I turned back around with a frown to see that Jessica, Sam, Dean, Carmen, Mary and Ryan were looking at me in confusion. I let out a sigh, shaking my head as I turned back around to where the girl was.

... ...

After a little while, we got back home. Ryan turned to me, "So, what was all that back at the restaurant?" He asked. "Nothing, I just thought I saw someone," I said.

"Well, I had a lovely birthday. Thank you. Good night," Mary said. "Good night," We all told her as she walked out of the room.

"Yeah, well I'm beat," Sam said and looked at Jess, "Ready to turn in?" She smiled, "Sure."

"All right. Good night guys," Sam told us. "Wait a second. Wait a second, it's not even nine o'clock yet," Dean said. "Let's go have a drink."

"Yeah, maybe another time," Sam said. "Well I agree with Dean," I said. "Let's have a drink." Sam frowned a little before looking at Carmen, Jessica and Ryan, "Hey, guys, can you excuse us? Dean and I need to talk to our little sister for a sec."

"Sure," Carmen said. "Thanks," Sam said before Carmen, Jessica and Ryan walked out of the room. I frowned, turning back to my brothers in confusion. Dean nodded his head to the kitchen, "Come here."

We walked into the kitchen and I looked between Dean and Sam, "What?" Sam let out a small sigh, looking at me, "What's gotten into you?"

"What do you mean?" I asked. "Since when you drink?" Dean asked, scolding and he looked at Sam, "Did you knew about this?"

"She called me drunk last night," Sam said, sighing. "I wasn't drunk," I insisted. "Why didn't you call me after that?" Dean asked him, ignoring what I said. "It was late in night, man," Sam said.

"Guys, stop," I said and they looked at me. "I just want to spend time with you both."

"Scar, I know that you have wanted to bridge the gap between me and Dean for years," Sam said. "But you gave up on it a long time ago. And now all of a sudden you're trying to get us to be a family again?"

"Yeah," I said. "That's basically the definition of what we are, isn't it? I mean, what is going on between you two, anyway? Since when do you fight? I mean, you've always fight but it was never this bad. You're brothers."

"You're brothers?" Dean repeated in amusement. "Yeah," I said, giving him a look which he hold his hands up.

Sam pointed at him as he explained to me, "You know, that's what he said when he snaked my ATM card, or when he bailed on my graduation, or when he hooked up with Rachel Nave."

"Who?" I asked. "Uh, my prom date. On prom night," Sam replied. "Oh yeah, that does kinda sound like Dean," I agreed, nodding a little. "Hey," Dean said, looking at me offended before turning to Sam, "And I said that I'm sorry about all that, man."

"No look, that's all right man, I-I just . . . You know I'm not asking you to change," Sam told him before looking at me, "And I'm not asking you to stop trying to get us to stop fighting, even when that's all we do most of the time that we around each other."

"Some thing hasn't changed," I muttered. "Mmm?" Dean asked and I shook my head, "Nothing. Why do you two have to fight all the time?"

"I-I, uh . . . I don't know," Dean said. "I . . . guess we just don't really have anything in common. You know?" Sam told me before turning around to walk away. "Whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa. Yes we do. Yes you do," I said, stopping him from walking away. He turned to me, "What?"

"Hunting," I answered. "Hunting?" Both Sam and Dean asked at the same time. Dean huffed, "We've never been hunting in our lives, Scar."

I nodded slightly, hesitating, "Yeah, well, then we should do it sometime. I . . . I think you'd be great at it."

They both turned to walk away but I stopped them, "Wait." They turned back to me and I let out a sigh, "Do you guys know why I want you two to stop fighting? To get us to be a family again?"

"Why?" Dean asked. "I've never liked seeing you guys fight. I always hated it. You've been fighting so much and I just want it to stop. So please, just - just stop it and be brothers again," I said.

"Scar, it's not that easy," Sam told me softly. "It's not gonna fix like that - just like some magic."

I looked down, "I wish it would," I said before looking back at them. Dean gave a small nod and Sam looked at me in sympathetically, "Get some rest."

... ...

I got back into my room, wearing my pjs. I sat down on my bed, sighing before looking up at the door when someone knocked. "Yeah?" I asked and Ryan walked in, closing the door after.

"Hey," He said. "Hey," I said and he sat next to me. "So, you didn't told me how's Susan." He let out a sigh, looking down, "She'll get better." I frowned but didn't say anything. "You know, it's been only three months."

"Yeah . . ." I trailed off. "But hey, I'm here now for you. And for me, right? So I'll be fine," He said and i nodded, giving him a small smile.

He stared at me for a moment before leaning forwards, crushing his lips to mine. I kissed him back, deeper as I wrapped my arms around his neck. He wrapped his arms around my waist, pulling me closer to him and making me sit on his lap.

We pulled away, breathing heavily before I crushed my lips to his, kissing him deeply. I pulled his shirt over his head, letting it fall to the side. He pulled my shirt over my head before he deepen the kiss more.