(AN. So chapter 4.

This is unbeated. So all mistakes are mine and mine alone.

Thank you so much to EmilyAnnMcGarrett-Winchester, whatnosheep, ArtistKurai, and LilyBolt for your reviews on the last chapter.

I don't own Supernatural.

Sorry for the crappy ending, I couldn't find a good way to end it and that's how it came out.

I hope you like it despite the ending.)

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"So, let me get this straight." Rachelle said getting her laughter under control looking at Dean and Sam "you, Sam, put hot sauce into Deans coffee so he retaliated by short sheeting your bed, you got him back by setting the motel alarm clock to go off at midnight and three O' clock in the morning with loud old country music so then Dean evened the score by putting Nair in your shampoo? Did I get that right?"

"Yep." Sam nodded grinning. It was a few weeks after the interview with Almanzo and Rach decided to take Dean and Sam to Central park and walk around. Currently they were on a park bench talking and eating big pretzels that Dean insisted on buying when Rach went to grab her pocketbook. Rachelle asked what Sam and Dean did for fun while there dad was off hunting so they told her about the prank war.

"So, do you have any ideas on when this home visit will be Dean?" Rach asked changing the topic as they got up and continued to walk around trying to get warm.

"No, I haven't got a call from them yet. I'm hoping they'll call soon though." Dean said rubbing his hands together in an attempt to warm them up "in the meantime I'm wondering if I should start looking for a lawyer, just in case."

"That might be a good idea." Rach said nodding and took Sam's right hand automatically when they came to a busy intersection just as Dean grabbed his left. Rach had been doing that a lot, looking out for Sam. There had been times when Dean had been working late at the school so Rachelle would pick Sam up from school and give him a ride home and hang out doing her homework until Dean got back. There had even been a few times when Rach had had supper with them before going home. It seemed like everyone knew that Rachelle and Dean like each other besides Dean and Rachelle. According to Rachelle her younger sister, Elizabeth, and her mom kept teasing her about Dean, and Sam of course never got board of teasing his older brother about it.

"Hey we should stop in 'Cauldron bubble' and get some lavender oil for Sam." Rach said.

"Lavender oil?" Sam asked shooting a confused look ad Dean.

"Aromatherapy." Rach said as they weaved in and out of people her grip tightening slightly on Sam's hand. "It helps people calm down so they can get to sleep I think it may work for your bad dreams."

"Who told you about my nightmares?" Sam asked heatedly.

"I did Sam, it just slipped out." Dean said "I'm sorry if you didn't want anyone to know."

"Dean," Sam groaned letting go of both Dean and Rachelle's hand, "I didn't want everyone to know about this!"

"Hey Sam, there's nothing to be ashamed of." Rach said trying to calm the fourteen year old down "I still have nightmares sometimes. And my grandpa dose as well. He served in the war." She explained to Deans' confused look.

"If you rub a few drops of lavender oil into your feet and sprinkle some onto your pillow it helps you calm down and get to sleep." She said taking Sam's hand again. Dean went to grab Sam's hand again but Sam jerked it out of his grasp.

"I'm still mad at you Dean." Sam said and didn't hold Deans hand all the way to the shop. Instead he walked with Rach and both of them where whispering about something and every once in a while one of them would glance back at him then go back to whispering. Dean just rolled his eyes. He didn't really care about what Sam and Rach where talking about. Soon they came to some little out of the way shops set back in an alley.

"Are you sure this is a health shop and not a drug ring or something?" Dean asked as Rach made her way over to 'cauldron bubble.'

"I'm positive Dean," Rach said as she opened the door. A bell jingled overhead singling customers "I go to my drug ring on Thursday nights." Dean looked at her startled. "I'm kidding," Rach laughed "I'm not dumb enough to take your younger brother somewhere where he'd get hurt. I really don't want to get on your bad side if something should happen to Sam."

"I'll be with you in a moment feel free to look around." A female voice said from the back of the shop. Dean meandered over to a row of books with titles like A kitchen witches cookbook and The Magick in mother earth.

"I thought you said this was a health store?" Dean said turning to look at Rach.

"No, I believe I said a lot of stores sell lavender oils, this is one of the stores." Rachelle said smiling "Maybe we should get some rosemary too?" She suggested as she went over to a drawer filled with bottles running her finger down them until she found the lavender bottle and picked it up.

"What dose rosemary do?" Sam asked as he came out from behind a rack of cloaks.

"Rosemary prevents bad dreams." Dean said and this time it was Rachelle's turn to be surprised.

"How do you know that?" She asked.

"Remember what I told you we did for a living? You pick up a thing or two along the way." Dean said.

"Ahh, yes of course. How could I forget, the mighty Dean slayer of ghosts and goblins and things that go bump in the night." Rach laughed. Dean grinned.

"Ok, so lavender and rosemary." Sam said "Anything else that we'll need?" He asked looking between his brother and Rach.

"No Sammy, that's all unless Rach…do you need to get anything?" Dean asked.

"Nope, come on lets go pay." Rach said going up to the counter where a woman in her late thirties or early forties was waiting.

"Wait Rach, we need to get the rosemary." Dean said.

"Oh I can get you some springs at home, mom keeps a plant in the kitchen for cooking." Rach said.

"Oh, ok then." Dean said. The woman rung up the lavender oil and Dean paid and they left into a light snow.

That night after both boys took a shower Sam took the lavender oil and sprinkled some onto his hands and rubbed it onto his feet, Dean had already put some onto Sam's pillows and put the rosemary above Sam's door and the entry door while Sam had been in the shower.

"Ok, so rosemary is above both doors and lavender is on your pillow and feet." Dean said as he tucked Sam in. "Anything else that you need?"

"Nope, not that I know of." Sam said then yawned.

"Ok then. Good night Sammy. Sweet dreams. I'll see you in the morning." Dean ruffled Sam's' still damp hair.

"Dean you know now that you did that if my hair gets like a bad rat's nest in the morning you'll have to comb in out right?" Sam asked.

"Hmm we'll see about that, good night Sam." Dean said shutting off the light and closing the door half way.

He made his way into his own bedroom crawled into bed and turned the radio on and turned down the volume as the local classic rock station played Simon and Garfunkel's Kathy's Song.

'My mind's distracted and confused

My thoughts are many miles away

They lie with you when you're asleep

Kiss you when you start your day'

He didn't know why but as the song continued to play one person was on his mind. A certain brown haired girl that he spent the day with.