When my eyes open, I flinched straight away when I saw that heavenly blue eyed man staring at me, then I got up, backing away as fast as I could.

He frowned now, then asked me. "Why are you afraid of me?"

I scoffed now, my heart racing against my chest. The guys head was cocked at me now, then I looked around- I was back in my bedroom, Dean fast asleep, oblivious to what had happened to me.

The guy sighed now, then walked over to Dean, looking down at him for a moment, and I snarled. "Get away from him-!"

Dean woke up now, then swore loudly and grabbed the gun under his pillow, since I had banned knifes. It made sleeping and other activities awkward when we had to try and not get stabbed.

The guy sighed and just snapped his fingers, making the blade grow red hot and Dean was forced to let go. Then he growled. "Who the hell are you-!"

I was frowning now, staring at this guy- he'd saved me twice now. Just who was he-?

He looked at Dean now and said quietly. "Death's waiting for you downstairs."

I jolted now, then looked wide eyed at Dean, who looked shocked but then he told me. "It's ok, I wanted to see him... about Sams soul." He yanked a shirt and some jeans on now, going downstairs, looking suspiciously at the man once more as he did so.

Now I looked back at the guy and asked. "Who are you?"

He was quiet, then said. "You want to know?" I nodded, and he sighed, then raised a hand and touched my head. I gasped as images flashed through my mind-

Two brothers, so very like the two I knew... then one of the brothers, this blonde one was struck down by his older brother in a jealous rage, then doomed to walk the earth forever, assured that he could never die.

I backed away now, my eyes widening as it all made sense- who he was, and that one who had escaped...

"Oh my God." I breathed now, eyes still wide- never before had any of us encountered someone like this... a real living Bible story.

Cain and Abel.

The guy, Abel, nodded now, then said. "Hello Leona."

I was silent, then I asked. "Abel? Really?"

He nodded, then lowered his gaze to my stomach, where I found myself pulling my shirt up a little to see a fading scar. It hadn't been a dream.

Abel groaned at me now, then asked. "Too late..." then he looked up and said. "Is Cain out?"

"Black haired guy?"

"They used your blood to open the Well of Souls. Yes. Him."

"Oh. Is that... bad-?"

"Very."

I watched him walk over to the window now, then I asked. "Didn't Cain kill you?"

Abel turned to me now, then nodded. "Yes, he did."

I raised an eyebrow- this guy was as old as the earth itself... and I couldn't resist asking. "Is the Garden of Eden real-?"

"Yes. I've never been in it myself, but from the walls outside, I've seen enough."

The Garden or Eden was real-? What next? Adam and Eve?

Hell this was too crazy...

Dean came back up now, then said with a growl. "Right. Who is this dick."

Now it flashed in my memory- Cain and Abel were Sam and Deans ancestors...

They were family, of a kind.

"Dean..." I sighed, then just said weakly. "This is Abel."

Dean frowned, then understood my expression and looked at the guy, going. "Oh. Err..." he ran a hand through his hair now, frowning, then just said. "The Abel?"

He nodded, then frowned. "I don't know which of us you are related to. But it is one of us."

Dean ran a hand through his hair and muttered. "I probably got the baddass." the he frowned. "Why are you here?"

Abel raised an eyebrow now, then just said, turning back to the window and opening it, reaching out and bringing in a dead cherry blossom, which he smiled at and touched lightly, making it come back to life in full bloom.

He spoke now. "When my brother killed me, God cursed him." He looked up now and sighed. "They gave him a mark, which warned everyone and anyone not to kill him. And, seeing as he couldn't die anyway, he went mad. So he was locked up before his hatred for everything was unleashed. He developed a hate for life so dangerous there was no other way..." Abel looked sad now, then he said. "It hurts... watching my brother turning so evil..."

"But why are you telling me all this-?"

"Because I need your help. He's coming."

My eyes widened now. "Cain? Me? Why?"

Abel sighed now and closed the window, the chery tree outside in full bloom now. "Because, you have the mark."

I frowned now, not understanding.

"What mark?"

"The Mark of Cain. One of the Winchesters must have passed it on. It's unclear how it is passed on, but not by direct blood, or it would be Zenobia. You have had it all your life... I truly don't know how you have it, but as long as you do, he will come for you."

I snarled now. "Why me! What the hell is this Mark thing-!"

Dean spoke now. "It's like he said- God apparently marked Cain when he killed his brother. It was a mark of evil."

A mark of evil-?

I shook my head now, then asked quietly. "Why does he want me."

But I never got my answer, as the guy vanished, making me growl in annoyance-

He was worse than angels!

But it did raise the question...

Why did Cain, the first murderer want with me-?

It made no sense...

-AMUFT-

Later on that day, I was down the park with Zenobia, watching her play on the swings, trying to get me to join in, but I had too much on my mind.

Cain... this was rediculous. He couldn't be real! But...

Abel was.

Zebby came over now and asked, eyes wide. "You look sad Mommy." I chuckled and picked her up onto my lap, wondering what the future held for mine and Deans little girl. "I'm fine honey, now why don't you go and play before we go back for dinner?"

She grinned now, making my heart twinge, then ran off back to the playground, jumping onto the climbing frame.

There was a squeak of the gate now, then footsteps that stopped when he sat down next to me. Dean.

He sighed now, then put an arm around me and pulled me into his chest, watching Zebby like the very protective father that he was.

"What's wrong Dean?"

He chuckled now, then just kissed me instead of words, but when he let me go, he grinned and said. "Sammy's back."

A shock went through me now, then I choked out. "You-? His soul?"

"Well, hopefully yes. Death gave me a little task... well, I failed, but he still did it."

But now I frowned. "What happened?"

Dean was silent, then just said. "He's out of it at the moment, but when he wakes up..."

"We got a new babysitter."

He laughed now, then pulled me to my feet and called Zenobia over, where she demanded that her daddy picked her up onto his shoulders, which he groaned and moaned at, but still did it- he would do anything for his little princess.

-AMUFT-

When I got back, I dashed over to the sofa where Sam was laid, his eyes closed as if he was sleeping for the first time in years.

I sighed and pushed the hair from his eyes, a little part of me wanting to trim his hair while he was out of it. But my touch must have roused him, as he groaned and opened his eyes, going. "Lee? Is that you-?"

I smiled, tears in my eyes, then hugged him as tight as I could, hoping and preying nothing bad ever happened to our little messed up family again. Well, I knew it would, but still- no harm in hoping.

He stood up now, and I let him go so Dean could hug him tightly.

I picked Zenobia up into my arms now, because she was confused as to what was going on, so I told her. "Uncle Sammy hasn't been very well, but he's better now."

She smiled now, then giggled. "That's good! I like Sammy! He's fun!"

Sam turned now at the toddlers voice, then frowned. "Who's this?"

Now I frowned- did he... not remember-?

It didn't seem like it, as Dean just chuckled, putting an arm around his brothers shoulder. "You're an auntie now, Sammy."

Sam scowled- two insults in one sentance already.

But then I saw him chuckle and ask. "Seriously? You both had a kid?"

Dean shrugged. "Well, she's the one that actually had the kid, but yeah-" he took Zenobia from me now and told her. "This is your auntie Sammy Zeb."

Zenobia frowned. "But he's not a girl!"

"But doesn't he look like one?"

"No! Don't be mean!"

Sam chuckled now, then asked her. "And what's your name?"

Zenobia clammed up now, shying into her fathers arms, but then said quietly. "Zenobia."

Sam smiled now and said. "Hello Zenobia."

She grinned now, then waved, still a little shy of this "new person"

Now Sam sighed and rubbed the back of his head. "Damn I can't remember anything..."

Dean snapped at him now. "Don't you dare scratch at that wall!"

"Ok! Ok! Calm down already! Hang on- is that a wedding ring? And this house... holy crap you really did quit hunting-"

I sighed now, then just said quietly. "Sam..." but then it all crashed down on me, and I let Sam pull me into his arms, a hand stroking the back of my head comfortingly.

Hell, I had my Sam back at last...

But there was still one thing I was praying he didn't remember...

It'd tear his newly found soul apart again.

-AMUFT-

Dinner that night was a cheerful affair.

Sam was back.

I was stood in the kitchen now, plating up Deans favorite of apple pie, smiling the whole time like an idiot.

There were arms around my waist now, then a kiss on my cheek as Dean said with a chuckle. "Apple pie. Hell I love you."

I slapped his hand as he went for the plated up one, which made him scowl and rub his hand, backing off. "Bitch." he muttered, pouting and went back into the dining room where Zenobia was chatting animatedly and non stop to Sam, who was looking tierd now.

Wow. How sad was I getting excited at the fact he was tired! But five odd years of not sleeping had to do that to you.

As we all finished our desert, Sam yawned, almost nodding off at the table, but not for long, as Zenobia yanked on his hair, making him go. "Ouch! Zeb!" then he grumbled. "You're your fathers girl for sure."

Zenobia grinned cheekily just as the front door went, making us all look up with a frown- it was nearly nine, and who the hell-?

I got up now, walking over to the door and opening it a little, but pulled it wide as I faced Gabriel. Him knocking-? What the hell-?

His face was a little grim, then he just said in defeat. "I warned them. Ok? This one isn't my fault."

I frowned even more now, but then two figures appeared from within the darkness, and my hand went numb, falling from the door to my side.

I'd never met them. Well, that I could remember, but I knew their faces very well.

Ewan Loveridge smiled a little now, then just said quietly. "Hello Leona."

My eyes widened in shock now, then I just gasped.

"Mom? Dad-?"

Oh crap on two different things! Cain and Abel, and Leonas parents are somehow back! Well, things are gonna change for sure now! Next up soon! Reviews much loved(: x