Note: Always so glad for the reviews! I have been quite inspired to write!

Hi there. I am just adding a note because maybe some things were

not properly explained on chapter 4. I am so sorry for that!

Sam could see himself and everything that was happening because he was having a sort of

out of the body experience due to his coma.

He shows up in Dean's room because he was focused on his brother. He was not a

Ghost though .This experience of being out of his body allowed him to be anywhere he

wanted as long as he wished for it. Then he suddenly comes back to his room in the

hospital because he was coming out of the coma and getting back to his body.

( I have read some books where people can actually do that when they are sleeping :-)

They have this experiences and they can walk anywhere they want, I thought it would be interesting to use that on the story:-)

That's it, if I explain more I will give away my idea for the finale! Hehehe

Carrying on:

Dean woke up the other morning feeling a soft caress through his face. Please, don't be one of the crazy people caressing me! He thought not opening his eyes.

His situation the night before had certainly not been the best. The noise inside his head once again. Sam appearing in his room. The nurses putting him to sleep. And still Dean's mind had managed to provide some good dreams. Marilyn Monroe was constantly making him happy. Several nights, she had been present in his dreams, until Sam wake from a nightmare, and wake Dean as well, then bye bye Marilyn, bye bye nice dream.

What shocked the heck out of him though, was to meet her mother's eyes staring at him when he opened his own. She had been caressing his face all along, trying to wake him up gently. He sat on the bed fast, looking around scared. This is not the tiny room I was in last night!

" Dean? Are you ok?" she asked tenderly.

" Mom" That's not possible.

"You look like as if you have seen a ghost honey" She said in a loving worried mother kinda way.

" I've been told" he answered remembering that was exactly what Sam said seconds before the noise start. Dean couldn't help but fix his eyes on his mother. It had been such a long time. Such a long time no one took care of him.

" Dean, you are scaring me, blink or say something". She said with a smile.

" Sorry, I just…It's been…you are here…but it can't be" He couldn't find the words. He didn't wanna believe, he couldn't allow himself to believe. It was way to good to be truth.

" Dean, did you and your brother drink last night, he had the same reaction when I woke him up!" She asked still holding her smile.

Drinking? I was in a mental institution last night for God's sakes! He thought.

" No, we were…trying to solve a few problems last night" Am I going crazy for good?

" My boys are so grown, solving problems on your own." She came closer and hugged him tight.

This is too cruel. Dean thought hugging his mother back. He had no idea of what was going on. Where they were, if they were awake or not, if that was an illusion or some freaking weird reality. But that's was just too much.

To play with his sanity, was one deal, to play with his feelings however, was a whole heavy shit. For more then 20 years, all he had was his father, his brother and himself. He took care of Sammy, he was more of a mother and father to him than anyone else. Now this, now they get themselves into a hunt to suddenly their mother is back. It was an inhuman way to play with them.

" Well honey, you are running late. You gotta get up and have you breakfast, very fast though. Sam is waiting in the car". she broke the hug and met his eyes, full of held tears by now.

" Sam! Sam is here? Is he ok?" Dean asked surprised.

" Of course he is, where else would he be? Come on now."

He tried to shake all his feelings and decided to find a way out, once and for all.

Dean got up and checked his surroundings. It was a regular house. Well decorated with flowers and frames. New furniture, beautiful carpets, pictures of his family all together. Pictures of family trips. In the kitchen there was a table with milk, bread, jelly, pancakes and some juice, just waiting for him.

" Have your breakfast, you haven't got all day". She said pointing to a window outside, showing Sam inside the Impala, also looking confused, waiting.

" I am not really hungry. I think I am just gonna go".

Before leaving he thought about his father. Was he there too? Was he aware of what was happening?

" Umm… mom? Where is dad?" he asked unsure.

" He is working, of course".

" He is on a hunt?" If she was there, then what was his father doing?

" A hunt? You are always in a such a good mood. Only if he is hunting a better salary, you know his boss is not a giving person". Regular job? Since when?

" Sure. Right. I need to go then."

She approached him and gave him a good bye kiss on the cheek. He then went to the Impala and opened the passenger's door.

" Are you really you? Or are you weird Sam in this chapter of my week?" Dean asked before he got inside.

" It's all me. Get in"

Sam was serious. More than Dean, Sam had no memories of him and his mother; he was just a baby when he died. All of the sudden he was sleeping on a comfortable bed, being waken up by her in the morning, getting hugs, having a huge breakfast prepared. His feeling toward all that couldn't be different from Dean, he felt used, and someone or something was taking advantages of their lives.

Dean got inside, Sam started the car not really sure where to go. He would just drive. The past few hours had been too much for them.

" Dean, what happened on the road? After the freezing and the sweating… all the noises…the eyes…it all went crazy!" Sam had his lost puppy look. One Dean knew very well. His brother was confused and lost…gee, so was Dean.

" Please, don't use that word."

Crazy. He wanted to avoid that word as much as he could.

" Last night I was in a coma, today we are normal family with mom, jobs and breakfast? This is out of control. I am not liking it". They both had some tears in their eyes.

" I know, she scared the crap out of me, I couldn't believe my eyes".

" We are dealing with some heavy stuff here, and it's playing with us, mostly, it's affecting us" .

" I know, we can't let them. Just, let's try to play cool and don't lose it".

" I mean, were you really in a institution?"

" Yeah! That' was quite real. And you really were in a coma".

" I was. So, that tiny room you were…when I saw you, we were sharing the same illusion?"

" You were really in my room? I figured I had lost my mind for a second! Never do that again!"

" Do what? Getting in a coma?"

" No, showing up in my room like a freaking ghost! Specially if I am in place like that!"

" Your concern gives me hope! Anyway, how did we end up like that?"

" No idea".

" Lindsey came by to see me, she was a talking about you, that's when I knew we were not really apart. Although, Lin wasn't really the person we know".

" No shit! She was my psychiatrist!"

" She was having a thing with my doctor".

" The bitch. What mess have we got into?"

" I wish I knew, But one thing is for sure, someone must be watching us right this instant, wondering when we are gonna freak out! This has to be some sort of nightmare! Mom asked me to drive us to work this morning! We both have jobs!"

" Really? What kind?" Dean asked curious, looking at his tapes he found that none of his favorites were there. Shit! No matter how screwed things were, music was a way to get your mind clear!

" Hold your breath for this one, I assist a lawyer on his cases, as I am still learning…"

" Figures" Dean interrupted.

"…and you… ( Sam opens a grin) …you work on a day-care, reading books and telling stories for kids! You are a baby-sitter!" Dean dropped all the tapes he was checking.

" WHAT! I am a what?"

" Precisely!"

" You know what! This is getting way to awkward! I can handle a mental institution…I can even handle this apple pie morning we are having with 'mom' and all, but, come on! A baby-sitter? Gee!"

" I know, how cute would be to see you doing that".

Sam had for the first time a broad smile on his face. They could make amends of their feelings, all they need, were each other.

" Never gonna happen. You are not taking me there; we have some digging to do!"

" Of course I won't take you there".

"Seriously. I am afraid of falling asleep or getting knocked out, every time I wake I am in a different place. It's not getting any better".

" Needless to say. Where are we going?"

" Any chance of trying a library here? Maybe? I don't know".

" We can give it a shot. We need to know more about that abandoned highway".

" That had slipped my mind! You gave the brilliant idea of following it, college boy! It could lead us to town ( Dean said imitating Sam's words) you say!"

" Not an issue, what's done is done".

" You say so, I won't let you forget it that easily".

" Whatever!"

Sam kept driving. Dean was bitching about his tapes not being the same as before ( all the way) Until they finally found a library. Small, but still, their best shot.

They stepped out of the Impala and got inside. The balcony was empty so they rang the bell on it.

Not so much for their surprise ( not anymore) Lindsey showed up. She was kneeled to the floor behind it catching some books.

" Hey honey! What a nice surprise, what are you guys doing here?"

Dean and Sam exchanged a look. Lindsey was smiling and being polite. No wonder.

" Lindsey. What are you doing here?" Sam asked amused.

" Sam, I work here silly. Did you two drink last night or something?"

" People keep asking" Dean mentioned.

" You work here? In the library? All day long reading, no action, no running…just reading?" Lindsey Dean knew was an active girl, always looking for something thrilling.

" I love reading, besides, you know I can't do much right now sweetie."

That's when it came to the boys. Lin was huge…she was pregnant. She approached Dean and gave him a kiss.

" You will be daddy soon. Sam will be uncle and we will move in together".

Soon… you will know what this craziness is all about. Be patient, I am getting to my point :-) Please, let me know if you liked. Leave a review!