Charlie smiled, nudging Kevin. He glanced away from Sam and Jess, who were still locked in an embrace. "What?" he hissed.

She nodded towards the chair where Cas sat. "I knew it," she said, watching with hearts in her eyes as Dean rested his head on Cas's shoulder, gazing at his brother, eyes wet.

"Everybody knew it," Kevin muttered. "Literally everybody in this room."

She snorted, feigning sadness as she turned back to Jess and Sam who still had not broken apart but swayed slightly. "Sad she's taken," she sighed. "I'd have tapped that."

"I know you would have but I'm sure you'll find someone else," Kevin said. "There's plenty of fish in the sea."

"True," she said with a shrug. "I dunno- oh!" She smiled at the door in the far side of the room opened. "Bobby!"

She saw Dean's head shoot up as the older man stepped into the room. "Bobby!" he exclaimed.

Sam stepped away from Jess, pressing a kiss to her forehead and mumbling something before moving quickly over to Bobby.

"Sam!" Bobby said enthusiastically.

Charlie watched with a smile as Sam half threw himself at Bobby for a quick hug before the older man held him at arms length. "My God boy, cut yer hair!" he commented before pulling him back down in a hug.

Kevin snorted. "Nice, Bobby," he said, grinning.

"What do you think they'll do now?" Charlie asked. "Do you think after this they'll go their separate ways? What will Sam do?"

"If you had a choice to bring one person back- including yourself- who would you choose?" Kevin asked absentmindedly.

"Jess," Charlie said without hesitation. "What about you?"

"Jess. Dean and Cas have each other. Sam's kinda alone."

Charlie nodded, watching Dean quickly bend down to hug Bobby, laughing. "I miss them," she said softly.

"I know."

After about ten more minutes everyone was settled down enough for Mary to finally demand they fill her in on everything that had happened, including the Leviathan, Trials, Mark, Amara, and Eden.

Dean sighed, rubbed his eyes, and said, "I'll give you a brief outline: there are somethings neither of us ever want to recount."

John nodded, watching his sons with something in his eyes that wasn't love or pride but some other fatherly affection. "Go ahead."

"Sam, you want to start?" Dean asked.

"Not necessarily," Sam answered. He was standing next to Jess, arm around her waist. "You tell up through the Trials."

Dean nodded, understanding why Sam wouldn't want to talk about that. "Okay so I'm going to go out on a limb here and assume Bobby told you what happened up until Dick shot him. Am I right?"

Jess nodded.

"Okay, thanks Jess. Anyways we met Kevin and Charlie about that time, you probably know how that happened too."

Again, a nod from Mary.

"So we broke into Dick's headquarters and sliced off his head. However, turns out, standing too close to exploding Dick sends you to Purgatory. Cas and I got stuck there." He glanced down at the Angel who was sitting in the chair next to where Dean was standing. "It wasn't fun," he summarized. "How long was it? A while, let's just say that much. Spent all day fighting my way through it, trying to find Cas."

"Where was he?" Jess asked softly.

"I left," Cas answered. "I ran off because my Grace is a beacon in there. An Angel in a land of abomination, Leviathans could sense my presence so I left so they wouldn't find Dean."

Mary closed her eyes.

"Anyways," Dean said, picking the story up. "I uh, I had an associate named Benny who helped me find Cas. He was a vampire but he helped us get out, he was the only reason I survived long enough."

"A vampire?" John said disbelievingly. "All those years Dean, I taught you that you couldn't trust anything supernatural and you go fall for an Angel and make friends with a vampire!"

"John!" Mary snapped. "You should be thankful they're even alive after the life you raised them into!"

"Both of you, shut up," Bobby snapped. "Let him continue."

"Right," Dean said. "Thanks Bobby. So we got out. Benny and I, Cas stayed so I could get out. Well, he did get out but...Cas, can you tell it? You know this part better than me."

Cas nodded, sitting up straighter in his chair. "The Angels got me out to take the Tablet and bring it to them. The Tablet is an immensely powerful creation written by Metatron, the Angel scribe, words taken down from God Himself. They didn't want it to be translated by Kevin so they brainwashed me into betraying the Sam and Dean to get it. They didn't really ever notice, they were suspicious but never fully grasped it until I told them."

John muttered something under his breath and Sam glared at him.

Cas kept talking. "Dean and I went to get it, to retrieve the Tablet. I couldn't get it for it was warded against Angels so Dean got it, he didn't know. I...I took it from him." He closed his eyes for a second. "I took it by force. Naomi, the Angel controlling me, wanted me to kill him. I didn't."

"You didn't," Sam added, smirking. "Because he said he needed you."

Jess slapped his stomach. "Sam!" she snapped playfully. "Leave them alone!"

Mary smiled down at Cas. "Thank you, I suppose, for not killing my son."

Cas gave her a grim smile. "Don't thank me," he said. "After everything I've done I don't deserve thanks."

"Don't say that," Dean said in a broken voice. "You've only ever done what you thought would help."

Sam cleared his throat before Cas could open his mouth to argue. "Dean," Sam said. "Get on with the story."

Dean gave a quick run through of the Trials, explaining the basics and leaving out what they had done to Sam, hardly touching the fact he had let an Angel into his brother without permission. He ran through the story up until Abbadon and Cain where he them turned the story over to Sam and knelt beside Cas who squeezed his offered hand.

Sam began. "So Abandon was loose and destroying things, collecting souls. She was a menace and so Dean and Crowley went to find the First Blade, the only thing that could kill her. Turns out the spell only led them to the source of the power, the Mark of Cain. Dean took the Mark so he could control the Blade to kill her. He did kill her but the Mark...it..."

"...It made me need to kill," Dean said, stepping in when he saw how Sam seemed unable to form the words. "It's okay Sammy," he softly told his brother. "I can tell some parts of you want."

"No, I'm okay," Sam said, taking a deep breath and feeling Jess squeeze his arm. He began to talk again.

Sam wove the story wth detail, more than Dean had. He told about Dean slaughtering those people Claire had been with, about everything up until Metatron killing Dean, stopping at that point and shaking his head, unable to continue.

"I'll do this part," Dean said, feeling Cas's hand tighten on his. He remained kneeling beside his Angel as he began, "I went to get Metatron. He was an Angel so I should have known better but he overpowered me, even with the Mark I was no match for him. He knocked me against a wall, that was about when Sam came in. Just in time to see him stab me through the chest."

Mary's eyes widened. "Sam saw that?" she whispered.

"Mom, relax," Dean said. "He's seen me die, Hell, over a hundred times."

"Dean, that didn't help," Sam informed him at Mary's stricken face.

"How did you manage to die over one hundred times?" Jess asked, eyebrow raised.

Sam answered. "He doesn't remember a hundred or so of them. Gabriel killed him, but he's actually nice for an Angel, he killed him because he needed to get it through my head that I couldn't save him from going to Hell. That was another time he died." That time, his voice cracked a little, remembering being pinned against a wall, watching invisible beast tearing at his brothers flesh, blood spurting and pooling out. "It wasn't pretty," he said.

Her eyes widened. "Well I can see why you never told me about that life."

Sam smiled sadly. "If I had you might not have died."

"It was the way of the world." She leaned against him. "Let your brother tell the story now."

"So I died," Dean said. "I don't exactly know what happened after that but I wake up hours later feeling...empty, powerful, invincible. So yeah, I was a Demon."

"He was a Demon," Sam confirmed in response to John, Bobby, and Mary's alarmed faces. Kevin just looked bewildered. "After he died I carried him out to the Impala, laid down a tarp and drove back to the Bunker, where we live. Then I brought him to his room and went to make a deal to bring him back."

"Dude, could you be more blunt?" Dean asked.

"Look who's talking," Sam retaliated.

"I am not-"

"You are," Cas said.

Dean threw up his hands, smiling. "You too, Cas, really?"

"I'm still processing this," Mary said. "So Sam, you had the demon blood thing and Dean, you were a demon?"

"Yup," they said at the same time.

She shook her head. "All I ever wanted was for you to have a normal life, dammit!"

"That didn't exactly happen as you can see," Sam said, smiling a little because Mary reminded him of Dean. "Because after I cured Dean and he was human again, we had the problem with Cas's Grace running out and trying to find a way to remove the Mark. We did find a way thanks to Charlie."

Charlie smiled. "Thanks for the shout-out," she said, taking a bow.

"Right before we removed the Mark," Sam said. "I thought he was going to kill me."

Dean closed his eyes as all eyes turned to him. It was memory he had thought better left untouched as it was not a pleasant memory for either of them. "I asked Death to kill me. He couldn't, the Mark prevented me from dying. Instead he would take me to somewhere where I couldn't hurt anyone else but he said I had to kill Sam." Briefly, he described the events of that night, watching his mothers face change from horrified to pitying to pained as he explained how he had killed Death instead, how the Mark had been removed. "But a fat lot of good that did," he said. "Because turns out, the Mark served as both lock and key and when you removed it, the Darkness was released."