The story will now begin to follow actual episodes of the show in which I add Sean to the storyline. There will still be some independent chapters though. Eventually I will segue from one story to another. I will do it as smoothly as possible but you will notice I'm sure.

I hope to get another chapter up this weekend since this one is so short.

Our world keeps falling apart.

Reunion

Dean's pov….

I had no idea where to go next. I continued to try and contact Dad, but was never successful. I guess I wasn't surprised. I had a feeling that Sean knew more than he was letting on.

I had been out looking for places where Dad might have gone to give us a direction, but wasn't having much luck. I finally left the library and headed back to the motel to see if Sean had finished his book report.

I walked into the room and saw Sean sitting on his bed holding his mother's journal.

"How could you keep this from me?" he demanded.

"Dad gave it to me to hold. He said when I felt you were ready or if you needed some advice that I was to give it to you, but only then. I don't know why, but I figured he had his reasons."

"What about this? What does this mean?" he said as he threw an envelope at me.

"I didn't know how to tell you, you really didn't even need to know," I said as I sat down next to him. "Dad was just putting you first, to make sure no matter what, we would stay together."

"They're guardianship papers, Dean; did he tell you he wasn't coming back? It's not like we run in normal circles, I can't see family services catching up with us," he told me while he stared at the papers in his hands.

"He just wanted all the bases covered, take no extra chances, ducks in a row, all that. He wanted what was best for you. I don't know his intentions any more than you do."

"Take the journal back; I don't want it, at least not right now. I think Dad was right I'm not ready."

"Why were you going through my things anyway?"

"I was looking for that picture of us at the Halloween dance. There is a color printer at the post office and I wanted to make some copies." He said talking about the picture that we had taken at a school dance in Oklahoma. I had forced Sean to attend the school and he forced me to dress in costume and chaperone the Halloween dance. Of course the evening ended with a typical Winchester bang.

"Sean I have no idea where to go next. Any ideas?"

"Palo Alto, we need Sam." Sean said with certainty.

"He won't welcome us," I told him.

"I want Sam!" Sean yelled.

Sean's pov….

Dean made me wait in the car while he went upstairs to talk to Sam. I begged him to let me call Sam first but Dean has to do everything the hard way. I was growing impatient but didn't dare go upstairs, at least not yet. There was something gnawing at me, something unpleasant but I couldn't quite put my finger on it. I felt a strong need to be with Sam, but had no idea why. Finally I heard a conversation and looked over to see Sam jogging my way. He picked me up and gave me a bear hug.

"It's great to see you, little brother. You've grown so much." He set me down and backed up to look at me. "I can't believe Dad left you with Dean."

"Well, I was going to leave him on the closet shelf but I knew he wouldn't stay there, so what choice did I have but to drag him out here to see you?" Dean offered while opening the trunk of the Impala.

Sam pulled me aside and asked if I was okay.

"He's kept me alive at least so far. We've had two solo hunts and did quite well. But we need some help: I think Dad ditched us."

Sam went back to where Dean was and discussed the case.

The weekend flew by and we solved yet another ghostly problem, but we were no closer to Dad. The woman in white was easily disposed of and it was great to have Sam with us, but it ended as quickly as it began. As we dropped Sam off at his apartment the horrifying feeling returned that I had experienced days earlier when we picked him up. It felt like pressure that was building up and ready to explode. We said goodbye and the sickening feeling was nearly overpowering. I was already missing Sam and I wasn't sure which was responsible behind my motivation of demanding that Dean turn around and go back.

We pulled up and could already see the flames, Dean yelled at me to stay in the car and call 911. The look on his face nearly crushed me, as I could see him relive the past. I was frantic and pacing back and forth opening and closing my phone. I could hear the sirens in the distance when finally, I saw Dean forcing Sam down the stairs. Sam was hysterical and without his girlfriend, Jessica. It didn't take a genius to figure out what happened. Tragically, Sam was forced to join in our descent into hell.

We went to Colorado and battled a Wendigo, watching it burn was awesome. And I learned what happened to people who didn't take us seriously. Then in Wisconsin, I saw the effects of death on a young boy who had shut down due to his fear, but then I got to see him heal, thanks to us. The boys went on a plane ride with a demon but made me stay behind. Sam had a friend he had known briefly at Stanford that lived in the area and he picked me up from the airport. It was awkward at best but there was no way they were going to let me get on that plane with them. I stayed on the ground and completely freaked out while they completed the task. For the most part, now that Sam was part of the pack, I had taken a backseat and let the dynamic duo do their thing. But that could only last for so long before my demons would discover me and my life would turn upside even more.