Chapter 1:

Dean walked up nervously to the door of Lisa's house, hoping to God she would take him in. He was debating whether or not to keep walking or drive off into the wind. But he promised his little brother that he would try this. He finally reached the door and with a shaky hand and knocked. He heard footsteps coming up to the door and took in a deep breath, anticipating the rejection that would come his way.

As the door opened, he heard a gasp from the other side as Lisa came into view. She took a breath and hugged Dean. "Let's have a drink." She said, still holding firm around Dean's lower back. She could feel how tense his body was. "Okay." Said Dean, he started to relax into her grip, realizing the comfort he didn't expect to feel. Then tears started to leak out of his eyes as she welcomed him into the house he never thought he would set foot in again.

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Sam's screams echoed through the cage in hell as Lucifer and Micheal let out their rage at being trapped in the cage. His body and mind were not his own anymore. Everything Sam had physically and emotionally was now at the hands of the Archangels. It felt like his whole body was on fire. He screamed for Cas, Dean, and Bobby, but knew they couldn't help him. He was gonna be trapped here forever.

All he could here other than his screams and thoughts was the laughter coming from Lucifer and Micheal. Everything they were doing to him was out of rage. "Please... Please… stop!" Sam cried in anguish. They were skinning him alive. "Oh, it's so nice to hear you beg, Sam. I'm going to love hearing that for all eternity." Lucifer said. They held up the skin they cut off in front of his face, he gagged as they laughed at him. The only thing he could hope for was that Dean kept his promise. That he was in the comfort of Lisa and Ben...

At the beginning of all the torture Sam would be able to escape into old memories of having a rare movie night at Bobby's, after a successful hunt. But, after a while all the pain he felt took away the mental escape from the pain and laughter. Soon he could barely remember the good memories he had. Lucifer and Micheal began to play with his thoughts, mess with his head.

They even made him relive the death of his mother and his girlfriend Jessica over and over again. They would make him kill his brother and everyone he loved. It had gotten to the point where Sam didn't even talk. He tried so hard to hide in his thoughts, but every now and then, the Archangels would invade his mind when they realized. He refused to beg, because that just made them laugh even more. But, almost everyday the pain would be too much to take.

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It had been 2 months of heart break and late night break downs with Lisa. Most of the time Ben would be asleep or at a friend's house. "Dean?" Lisa said. Dean shook away his thoughts and realized he spaced out again. "Oh… yeah, sorry. What did you say?" Dean asked. "Do you want chocolate chips in your pancakes?" Asked Lisa. She knew what he was thinking about.

"Um… how 'bout chocolate chips." Dean said. "Okay." Lisa said as she went back to fixing breakfast. The last 2 months had been mostly comforting Dean as he dealt with the loss of his brother. He never told her the details, but only said that they saved the world.

Dean looked across the table at Ben who was on his phone. "Hey, why don't put your phone up and help your mom with the plates." Dean said softly to Ben. "Okay." Said Ben. He was glad Dean was there. He knew Dean lost his brother, but never knew the full story. He was too nervous to ask what happened to him and just let his mom deal with it. One time he was home watching T.V. and heard quiet sobs from upstairs. He knew Dean hated for him to know about those moments, so he never brought them up. He set the plates on the table and sat back down, not even glancing at his phone.

Lisa came with delicious smelling food to the table and sat down. "So how was school yesterday?" Lisa asked Ben. "It was okay, there was a fight at school." That sentence grabbed Dean's attention and he took the opportunity to ignore his thoughts about Sam. "So who won?" Dean asked. "Lisa almost jumped in shock. She was used to Dean talking, she just didn't realize how badly he needed a distraction. "Dean!" Lisa said with a chuckle. "What? It's an innocent question." Dean said with laughter in his voice.

Ben was glad Dean was having a good time. "The girl." Ben said with a smirk on his face, as he watched Dean's surprised reaction. "Really? How big was the kid?" "He was pretty big." Said Ben, as he realized what time it was. "My rides probably here, I should go. See y'all in the morning." He said as he walked out the door.

Most Saturdays Ben would go to a friend's house to give Dean and Lisa some alone time. After Lisa heard the front door close she turned to Dean, grabbing his shoulder. "How are you?" She asked with concern in her eyes. "I'm… better." Dean sighed. Lisa could see the dreariness in his eyes. She knew he couldn't sleep at night, even after all this time. She would never be able to understand what he was feeling. And he hated being so emotional. He felt weak and usually tried to hide it. "Are you up for the barbeque tomorrow?" She asked.

"Yeah, I think so. Plus, sooner or later I'll have to get to know the neighbors." Dean said. After all the time he'd been living with Lisa and Ben, he wasn't up for a neighborhood gathering. He still had to figure out what to tell people who asked him what he used to do before coming to live here. 'That was gonna be awesome,' he thought sarcastically.