Dean quietly made his way out to the scrap yard. He walked around for a while and as he walked along he started to hear a small whining noise. They noise grew steadily louder until Dean was curled on the ground clutching at he head to protect his ears. Suddenly what glass was left in the cars around him started to burst and shatter.

The whole house heard the noise and was out to find Dean. When Lizzy found him, surround by broken glass she ran up to him, pulling him into her arm. "Are you ok? Oh God, your ears are bleeding. What the hell was that?"

"Castiel," Abby said, looking at the destruction. "It whispered to me while he was here. I almost missed it," Abby said, sound a lot older then her six years at that moment.

"It whispered to you?" Dean said looking at his daughter. "If that was whispering then I'd hate to see shouting." Dean got up and they all went inside. Dean wasn't badly hurt but his ears were still ringing a bit. "Ok so we have a name. This Castiel must be the one that brought me back. I say we summon the thing and ask why."

"Summon it? Isn't that a little reckless? We have not clue what it is," Lizzy tried to reason with Dean, but she could tell he was having none of it.

"Well we need answers and this Castiel has them. Can you think of a better way?" Dean asked heading for Bobby's library. She sighed.

"Fine..." She said, giving in. "As long as you do it away from the kids."

"Hmm." Dean said. "You know I expected more of a battle on that one. I'll talk to Bobby about a place and setting up pretty much every protection we know. We have the big Magic knife and an arsenal between us, so I think we'll be ok," Dean said picking up Abby.

They heard the sound of a car and Dean thought it might have been Bobby and Ellen coming back from the store or where ever they had gone. He carried Abby and went to the front door. He eyed the strange car and waited for the driver to get out. When Dean and Abby saw Sam they both tensed. Dean opened the door but left the screen locked. As Sam climbed the steps Abby clung tighter to Dean's neck.

"You have some nerve coming here..." he said dangerously. Sam walked up to the screen, looking kind of like an abused puppy. He took the necklace that was still around his neck off, letting the amulet roll between his fingers.

"Did you every think that we might have both been lonely? Despite everything, I did care for her, and wanted to make sure she was safe, even if it was just from her own demons. We knew Bobby would take care of them, like they where his own, but at the time I took her away, they where causing her more harm then good Dean. You where gone.., Dean and just like you when she went missing, she shut down. I tried to give her something to live for." Sam said, trying to explain his side.

"It's still betrayal, Sam! Just like when you invaded her dreams, only this time it's worse. This time it was intentional. What have you been doing, Sam? Why is your niece afraid of you?" Dean stared down his brother through the screen. He could feel Abby trembling in his arms and held the tiny girl tighter.

"You where DEAD Dean. How was it a betrayal? You were gone and all we had was..." Sam started ignoring the second part entirely.

Lizzy came into the room, seeing what was going on. She walked up to the scared girl and her father. "Come with me baby," she said, wanting to get her daughter as far away from Sam as possible. Abby practically jumped into her mother's arm's so scared of Sam that she would rather be with her mother.

"Lizzy!" Sam said, trying to get her attention. "Baby, please, talk to me," Sam said. Lizzy just walked away with Abby. "LIZZY!"

"Baby? No, Sam, you don't get that. You took something that wasn't yours to take. You promised me, swore to me that you wouldn't cross the line. But you did!" Dean opened the screen and walked out. He made sure that he had the key to Bobby's new lock before he shut the front door. "I trusted you to take care of my family. Instead you ripped it apart. Do you have any idea how angry Abby is at her mother? She will barely look at her. Which says a lot for how terrified that little girl is of you. Abby would rather be with her mom than be anywhere near you. So you tell me... What have you been doing?" Dean said as he paced the length of the porch.

"I'm sorry I crossed that line but DAMN IT! You were gone. NO hope of coming back," Sam said, yet again, avoiding the real topic at hand. "I want to talk to her, Dean. Just for a little bit and then I will drop it. Please. That is all I'm asking. After that, I'm gone if that is what you want."

"That's a pretty flimsy excuse to keep throwing around. Especially since I'm standing right here. Not so easy to justify blatant betrayal. But hey whatever helps you sleep. If she wants to talk to you then that's up to her. As long as you keep your hands to yourself. But there is one thing, Sam. Answer my question. Why is my daughter terrified of you? So terrified that she would rather be with someone that she's mad at!" Dean said pushing Sam a little.

"Honestly Dean... I have no clue why she is scared of me," Sam lied. "Maybe she sees me as the guy who took her mother away. More pissed at me then her own mother. I don't know Dean," Sam said as he pushed passed, to the door. Dean pushed Sam away from the door.

"She told me, Sam. She can sense you. Abby can feel you and she's scared of what she feels." Dean said leaving out the evil part. "Just like Liz was able to pick you up at the Devil's Gate. So I gotta ask myself... Why are you lying to me?"

Sam fanned innocence again. "Dean, I really don't know what she is sensing, I swear to you." Sam said, looking quite convincing.

Dean sighed and rolled his eyes. "Whatever, dude. Wait here." Dean said and he turned to go inside to talk to Lizzy.

Lizzy was sitting in the Living room talking with Ellen, Michael on her lap while Abby snuggle into Ellen. Lizzy turned and looking up a Dean.

"What did he want?" she asked. Dean just looked at her for a moment with a blank expression.

"What do you think he wants, Liz? If you want to talk to him, that's your decision. If you do, get my amulet back from the backstabber. But he doesn't come in. As long as Abby's scared he stays out of this house." Dean said firmly. He waited for Lizzy''s decision while Abby jumped off Ellen's lap and leapt into her father's arms. Dean smiled and snuggled his little girl close.

Lizzy didn't look like she wanted too but she got up, handing Michael to Ellen.

"I wont be long," she said before heading out.

Dean sat with Abby next to Ellen. He brushed a hand over his son's hair. Dean sighed heavily and leaned back on the couch. "How did everything get so screwed up?" he asked no one in particular.

"What? You thought life should be normal?" Ellen said with a half smile. "Not in this lifetime, with this family," She said.

"Did I do the wrong thing. Ellen? Should I have just let her go 6 years ago? I mean she and Abby could have been living a quiet, happy life somewhere... Instead I drag her down into this mess... Maybe Winchesters really are cursed..." Dean said. He couldn't help second and third guessing himself. Their life together had been one hurdle after another since the night they first hooked up. He loved Lizzy and their kids, but maybe he was just bringing them misery.

"Daddy, don't say that," Abby said, looking up at him. "I would hate a life without daddy," Abby said. Ellen smiled.

"I think she speaks for all of us, Dean. I think even after all the downs in your life, that life is much better with your two girls in it. And Michael... he wouldn't be here without all this," Ellen said trying to comfort Dean.


Lizzy walked outside, seeing Sam waiting for her on the hood of his car. He smiled at her as she walked up to him. She held her hand out.

"The amulet, now!" She said. He tried to look hurt at that.

"Lizzy, please. Lets just talk for a bit,"

"No, I'm done Sam. Don't you get it?"

"What? That I was just a replacement for Dean? I got that already. Have you told him? Told him what ELSE we've be doing?"

"You mean what YOU'VE been doing with Ruby," She barked back.

"Didn't see you try and stop me. What do you feel when you're around me, does it terrify you as much as it doesn't your daughter?" He asked. She swallowed.

"Yes..." She said softly.

"Did we ever have a chance? The life... the kids, after everything was done. If Dean never came back? Would you have just left me once Lilth was gone?" Sam asked.

"Most likely. I'm sorry. Sam... this... wasn't working. It was... convenient. I'm sorry," She said. " The amulet?" She said again. He glared at her before holding it out for her. She went to grab it before he grabbed her wrist, pulling her close.

"Sam! Stop. It's over. I just want to spend my time with my Family and husband, PLEASE."

"At least Ruby knows she's a slut," Sam said, voice full of anger and hurt. "How about you give me one last quickie before I go off and kill the bitch who's made your life miserable." Sam said, Venom in his voice.

"Right now, It's you who is making me miserable," She said. Sam just tossed her to the ground before throw the amulet at her. She felt the tears sting her eyes, but she refused to cry in front of him.

Lizzy got up glaring at Sam.

"Your a fucking prick when you need a fix... or need to get laid. Did Ruby stop putting out on both front now?" Lizzy bit back. Sam's eyes flashed anger and she could tell that he was itching to hit her. "Go for it... smack me. Then walk away because Dean will NEVER forgive you," She snapped at him. "Go back to you whore," She said turning to go back to house.

"I thought that is what I was doing," He bit out. She turned on him then, trying to smack him. He grabbed her hand, holding her to him.

"Getting frisky already?" Sam bit out. She let out a scream of frustration.


"Yeah and doomed to the same pain and mis..." Dean cut off as he heard Lizzy scream. "Fuck" he muttered under his breath. He headed for the front door finding it open and Lizzy in Sam's grasp, struggling to free herself.

"What the fuck, Sam... Let her go!" he demanded.

"She started it," Sam said, pushing her off him. And almost proving him right she jumped on him, swinging. Dean ran out there, pulling his wife off of his Brother. Lizzy ragged within Dean's arms.

"I maybe a whore but at least I'm not a lying, manipulative ass, who would do anything to get his way. God I must have been DESPERATE to fuck you!" She said before pulling out of Dean's arms and going back to the house. Dean stared at his brother in disbelief.

"What the hell has gotten into you? You know what...? For the first time in my life I think I'm glad Dad's gone... at least he can't see what you've become." Dean said quietly. He turned away and walked slowly back to the house. He was heartbroken at the way Sam was behaving. Dean always thought he'd raised him better than that. He stopped on the porch and bent down to pick up his amulet. Dean went inside to find Lizzy sitting at the table trying not to cry. He watched as his daughter tentatively walked in the kitchen, walking up to her mother.

"Mom... you ok? Don't cry mommy," She said, wiping the tears off Lizzy's cheek.

"Cupcake, Let's let Mommy have some time by herself. Her talk with Uncle Sam didn't go so well and he hurt her feelings." Dean said announcing his presence in the kitchen. "Why don't you go see if you can find Grandma and Grandpa and see what they want to fix for supper." Dean suggested. The child reluctantly nodded and ran of. Dean sat down at the table across from Lizzy. "Lizzy? Are you going to be alright?" Lizzy nodded slowly.

"I will be... eventually," She said slowly. "He's right you know. That is why it hurts so much. I'm just a whore," She said, wiping her tears before she got up, wanting to go lay down but realized she didn't know where she could go.

"Ellen's in Sam's old room and the kids, well you saw that they are where we left them. Go on upstairs. I'll sleep on the pull out down here," Dean said as he saw the lost look on her face.

She was somewhat releaved as well as disappointed that he didn't want to be with her. She nodded before she went upstairs. She found her room pretty much as she left it. She crawled into the bed, curling up into a ball before she let herself go.


A/N: So much turmoil in the Winchester house! Will it ever be all ok again!