AN: Goooooooooooooooooood evening my Imperial Storm Army! So sorry for being MIA with this story! I just started the new story The Adventures of Beerman and Hairman. If you haven't checked it out, you can do so! It's also my first superhero fic so please kind! I've also been battling a little storm cloud of death, so if I disappear again, I apologize. I'll probably be disappearing either next week or sometime in April. My youngest brother will be on Spring Break and I know I won't see the laptop at all. I'll give y'all a heads up before I disapper again. I'll try to get updates out as much as I can, but please bear with me here. Anyways. To those that have read the new fic, thank you! I'm glad y'all are loving it! I'll try to update it during the day, if not then I'll go back to my old updating system, which is I'll update this story one night and then the other story the next night. But for now I might stick to just day updates if I can get them out. Anywhoozles. It's the weekend...sadface...If I can tomorrow, I'll try to update both stories. If I can. I may only have time to update one. So no promises, but I will try, that I can promise! With without further ado, here we go! When we left off, Bobby saw Sam and had a slight freak out. Let's see how everything is now.

jleda-Yup! Over protective children. Lol! I thought it would've cute, and I was right X3

StyxxsOmega-*dances with you because I can* Poor Bobby...he could've kept his cool but I was like "That's not Bobby. Bobby would flip." So yeah. He freaked. Lol!

Pibacken-Yup! Muahahahahah! Lol. Anyways. No he didn't. It might take a bit for the children to warm to him. Thank you! And I was watching Bones while eating pancakes, and then boom, pen name. Lol!

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Laying Low and Bad Dreams

"So. What now?" Sam asked.

"We are going to lay low for awhile, and you are going to rest and take it easy." Dean said firmly.

"I'm all for laying low but resting? Dean I'm-" Sam was cut off.

Dean raised his hand to get Sam to stop, and gave Sam a look that told him he didn't want to fight, but if he would if he had too.

"Sammy you look like crap. You're pale, shaking, you look you haven't slept in ages despite sleeping in the car, and under the tree I found you under. So, you're resting. Don't fight me on this." Dean said.

Sam looked at Dean and saw the worry in his eyes. He nodded. He didn't like it, but for now he'd humor his brother.

"Alright. But just a few days." Sam said.

"All I ask." Dean agreed, although he would try to get Sam to rest a bit longer if he could. "Now go lay down. I'll watch the kiddos."

"You sure? You just met them, and for all we know they could be a handful." Sam asked.

"I raised you remember? You were very rambunctious as a tyke and a kid. I think I can handle it." Dean said.

"Alright. If you say so." Sam smiled. "Call me if you need help."

"Well I do say so, and I got this. Now if you'll excuse me, I have nephews and a niece to look after, and Baby could use an oil change." Dean said. "You. Upstairs. Rest."

Sam chuckled and watch as Dean went outside and was playfully attacked by the boys shouting they were defending the princess. Sammy shook his head and headed for the stairs. He heard a voice call to him.

"Yeah Bobby?" He asked.

"I wanted to say I'm sorry boy." Bobby said.

"It's okay Bobby. I was sorta surprised that Dean didn't freak out like that." Sam said.

"Dean didn't freak out?" Bobby asked.

"I'm sure he freaked out on the inside. But the outside was totally calm. Anyways, Bobby you don't have to be sorry for anything. I understand. You thought I was dead and gone, forever. If I were you, I would've freaked out like that for sure." Sam assured the hunter.

Bobby nodded and then hugged Sam. Sam hugged back, enjoying the warmth of his adoptive father. They parted and went back to doing to what they were going to.

"Go get some sleep boy. I'll wake you for dinner." Bobby said.

Sam nodded. On his way up the stairs he yawned widely and rubbed his eyes. He headed into the bathroom and took care of business, then changed into his sleep clothes and settled into his bed, and snuggled into the blankets. He rolled over and fell to sleep. It wasn't long before the nightmares started.

Sam's Nightmare

Sam was in his Hellhound and he was running, with his babies beside him.

"Come on babies! Not much further!" He called to them.

"Papa! Wait for us!" They cried.

"Come on babies! We can't let them catch us!" Sam called.

They ran and ran, but stopped when one of the babies screamed.

"KONA!" They all cried.

"PAPA!" The babies screamed as they were killed.

"NO!" Sam cried.

"Oh Samuel. You should've know better than to run off." A voice said.

"Lucifer." Sam snarled.

"Poor babies. Sorry Sammy boy. But you'll see them soon. Oh no, you won't." Lucifer grinned evilly.

Sam stepped back then lunged at Lucifer. His attack was stopped when a blade went right through him. He fell to the ground and was dying quickly.

"You're coming back home Samuel. And you'll stay."

"NOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO!"

End of nightmare

"NOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO!"

"SAMMY!"

What?! What's going on!? Lol. I'll leave you guys and gals to that. X3

Until Next Time! *colors because I can*