When Dean arrived back at the apartment he had managed to somewhat convince himself that he was being stupid before when he was jealous of Sam's friends. It still hurt him to know that he wasn't apart of that part of Sam's life, but in true Dean fashion he shoved that hurt down to a place inside of him that was guarded by steel walls.

He decided to unpack more of their stuff, since he really had nothing better to do.

Parker's Cafe

It had been an hour since Dean had left and Sam had felt bad every minute since. Finally it got to the point where he just couldn't take it anymore and told his friends that he should go back and help Dean unpack, much to his friends' dismay.

"It's not really fair to make him do all the unpacking, especially when I possess all the muscle outta the two of us," Sam joked, not wanting to tell his friends the real reason why he wanted to go back.

"Sammy c'mon dude, you've spent the past year and half with the guy, this is our time to hog you," replied Jack.

"You're acting like I'm leaving tomorrow Jack," Sam said with a smile. "I'll catch up with you guys later alright."

Sam got up and headed over to his and Dean's apartment.

When he got there Dean was sitting on the couch watching TV.

"Unpacking huh Dean?" Sam said as he made his way over to the couch and caught Dean by surprise.

"Jesus Sam! For a freakin giant you walk like a mouse. And for your information I was taking a break."

"Ah huh," Sam replied eyeing Dean. Sam didn't know how to bring up what happened at Parker's Café and how Dean just left, so he thought he'd just be straight forward.

"Dean I'm sorry about back there…you know if you felt left out or whatever."

Dean studied Sam carefully for a brief second and could see that the kid was truly sorry and did feel really bad, which relieved him and frustrated him. He hated Sam feeling guilty but he was relieved that his brother cared enough to actually notice.

"Don't sweat it dude, it's just gonna take some getting used to…you know, you having friends and all," Dean tried hiding his emotions.

"Dean…you know nothing will change with us right, just cuz I hang out with them."

At that Dean knew he'd have to come up with some smart ass remark or his emotional wall was about to come crumbling down.

"Easy there Sammy, don't go getting all emo on me now. It has nothing to do with that," lied Dean. "I'm just usually the popular one you know, getting all the attention, now I find out I gotta share the glory with my kid brother…that's a hard pill to swallow Sammy."

Sam let out a laugh as he stood there both disturbed and amazed at how fast Dean could hide his true feelings behind some smart ass comment.

"Whatever man, I've always been way more popular than you," snapped Sam back.

"Keep telling yourself that Sammy boy, whatever helps you sleep at night dude," replied Dean with a cocky grin.

When Dean uttered those words Sam began to have flashes of the same dream he had been having night after night for the last couple days. A smile appeared on his face as he remembered that wonderful and amazing dream.

"What's with the goofy looking smile on your face geek boy," joked Dean.

Sam took a minute and contemplated whether or not to tell Dean about his dream. In the end he realized that he wasn't ready just yet. He needed to figure out what this dream meant, and the last thing he wanted was for Dean to worry about him.

"Nothing," lied Sam. "Dean, what do you say we order some take out a watch a movie here, I'm starving and I kinda wanna watch a movie."

"You're not going out with your friends tonight?"

"Nah, I've seen em a lot today, and it feels like ages since we've watched a movie."

"Sammy…" Dean felt a little awkward because he thought that his brother was doing this to make Dean feel better. "We really don't have to dude, you can go out with your friends if you want."

"I'm too tired Dean," Sam replied. It wasn't a complete lie, he was a little tired, mostly he just wanted to spend some time with his brother. "I'd rather just stay in tonight."

"Fine by me." Dean was secretively relieved. He wasn't used to sharing his brother with other people.

The boys spent the night watching old Godzilla movies and eating Chinese. It was a good night, a relaxing night that both boys desperately needed.

They went to bed pretty late, getting caught up in the excitement of Godzilla, and both boys immediately passed out once their heads hit the pillows.

That night Sam had another one of his dreams.

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Sam was walking through the university grounds, it was a bright and sunny day. He was taking in the scents of the natural air when he heard a voice, a voice that he recognized in a heartbeat…Jessica. Sam almost got a whip lash turning around to see where Jessica's voice was coming from. When Sam looked behind him and didn't see anything, his heart sunk as he realized he was probably just imaging it.

And then he heard it…

"Sam."

Sam was slow to turn around this time, the voice was directly behind him, and his slow reaction was due to the pain he would feel if he turned around and she wasn't there. But then he turned around, and there she was.

"J..j...jess." Sam was at a loss for words as tears began to well up in his eyes.

"Hi Sam," Jess said with the most angelic smile that Sam had since…well since he last saw Jessica. Jess started to laugh, "You planning on kissing me or standing there and starring."

Sam moved closer until he was right in front of her. He couldn't believe his eyes. He ran his hands down her arm, touched her face, her hands, and then just stood there starring into her eyes as he let the tears freely fall down his face. He then grabbed her into a passionate kiss and a strange but familiar sensation flowed through his entire body. He didn't want to stop kissing her.

"God Sam I've missed you."

"Jess…I d-don't…I…I don't even know what to say, how…god…" Sam could barely form a sentence.

"I take that as a you've missed me too," chuckled Jess.

"Missed you?...Jess… when you…A part of me died with you that night, I'm so sorry I couldn't save you." Tears began to well up in Sam's eyes again.

"Don't Sam, don't do that, it wasn't your fault."

"Yes it was, I should've protected you, I should've been there!"

"Sam don't do that to yourself, it's not your fault, if you were there the demon would've killed you too!"

"No, I could've---wait…did you just say… demon?" Sam was shocked. Had he heard right…did Jess know.

"I know Sam, I know everything now, I know about what you, your brother and your dad do for a living...I know about your mom."

"I…I…"Sam was at a loss for words. All the times he thought about telling her about his life, about hunting, about his mom…all the times he played it out in his mind, this definitely wasn't one of the scenarios.

"Why didn't you ever tell me Sam?"

"It's not exactly something that's easy to tell the girl you want to marry…o I love you, by the way I hunt demons and vampires and other things that go bump in the night."

Jess let out a laugh. "Yeah I can see how that would be difficult, but it was me Sam, I would've understood, as crazy as it may have sounded to me, I would've believed you…stood by you."

Sam didn't know what to say. He stood there starring at her, wondering how he ever got so lucky to win the love of such an amazing girl, the perfect girl.

He always thought that she might understand, but hearing it come from her…he started to feel a mix of joy and deep sorrow. What if he had told her earlier about his life before her, would he have been able to save her then?

"Sam stop"

"Huh, stop what?"

"You're over thinking again, even if you told me about your life you don't know that you could've saved me, from what I've learned these demons get what they want."

Sam almost forgot how well Jess had known him.

"They don't always get what they want Jess. Me and my brother, we stop them from getting what they want…well at least we try. Jess…what's going on here, I mean don't get me wrong, seeing you…being with you, I don't wanna be anywhere else, but how are you here?"

When Jessica didn't answer Sam began to panic.

"O god…o god…this a dream, just a dream…" Sam was pretty sure he was starting to have a panic attack.

"No…Sam…calm down, it's not a dream," she said as she placed her hands on his face. Her touch was always enough to calm him, and just like before he started to calm a bit.

"What do you mean?" he questioned, looking into her eyes, not wanting to let her out of his sight.

"Well it is a dream, but it isn't."

"Jess, I can't let you go again, I won't." A sincere smile spread across Jess's face.

"You may not have to Sam."

Sam stood there dumbfounded.

"I know this is going to sound absurd, and completely ridiculous, but…you can bring me back Sam."

"…w-wha-t?" "Sam I know about the deal your dad made to save your brother…it would kind of be like that but you won't have to make a deal, but you can bring me back, I mean look at the things that happen in your line of work…it's not completely farfetched right."

"Jess…" "Dean will know how to help Sam…you have to talk to him, together I know you guys can find a way to bring me back."

"Jess, it's been almost 2 years since…" Tears began to well up in Jess's eyes.

"I thought you'd want this Sam, we could be together again."

"Of course I want it Jess, more than anything! I was gonna ask you to marry me Jess! Of course I want you back…it's just, I don't know if this is real."

"Do you love me Sam?"

"Of course I do!"

"Do you trust me Sam?"

"With my life."

"Then please believe me when I say this, you can bring me back, you'll need your brother's help, you won't be able to do it without him, but together, you'll be able to bring me back."

Sam was speechless yet again. All he could picture was a life with Jessica again, like he had always planned.

"I know it sounds crazy Sam, but I overheard two spirits talking about it once, that if someone knew what they were doing, that they could bring a person back from the dead."

Maybe it's not so crazy, dad brought Dean back…so why couldn't he bring Jess back. His heart began to beat quickly, his heart pounding, adrenaline running through his whole body. He could have Jessica back, him and Dean could bring her back.

"I'll bring you back Jess, I promise I won't stop until I do!"

"Oh Sam! I love you so much, we can finally be together again, we can have the life we always wanted, I've missed you so much Sam," Jess said as she ran into his arms, tears running down her face.

"I love you so much Jess, god I have so much I wanna tell you!" Sam said as he couldn't hold back the tears.

"You'll have a lifetime to tell me Sam, and we'll have a lifetime together."

Sam was going to bring her back, one way or another, no matter what he had to do, he knew he had to bring her back…he just had to.

The Next Morning

For the first time in a long time, Dean was actually awake before Sam.

"Dean...what are you doing up so early?" asked a weary yawning Sam as he stretched his insanely long arms.

"Early? Dude it's 11:30am."

"What! 11:30, why'd you let me sleep in so late?"

Sam was always one to get a head start in the morning, it was his prime time to do research.

"Idunno, i just figured research and work could wait a few extra hours."

Sam couldn't believe what he was hearing. Dean was always one to put work above everything else. After seeing Sam's "Are you feeling okay?" look Dean decided he should justify his remark.

"What! You haven't had a vision since we were driving down here, and nothing else freaky is going on besides a rat infested apartment across us, so I figured the sleep wouldn't hurt anyone."

Sam was grateful that Dean let him sleep, who knows if he would've been able to finish that conversation with Jess if Dean had woke him up. Sam decided not to press the issue anymore and just be grateful, and instead decided to pick at his brother's exaggeration of the rat situation in the apartment across the hall

"Dean there was one rat; I would hardly call that rat infested."

"Well who's to say that rat didn't have babies in there," that thought made Dean's stomach turn. "Oh god...baby rats...I think I'm gonna be sick."

Sam couldn't help but laugh at the utter disgust on his brother's face. It always surprised Sam how Dean could handle supernatural things but just the thought of a rat made him want to puke.

"Dean, you're something else you know that."

"I know, I'm quite amazing aren't I," Dean replied flashing a charming smile.

"Yea...amazing wasn't exactly the word I was going for," shot back Sam.

"Whatever princess, eat your breakfast before it gets cold."

Sam ate his breakfast as Dean sat at the table going through local newspapers, looking for any possibly case.

After eating his breakfast, Sam ran into the shower. While in the shower, Sam was trying to figure out the best way to tell Dean about his dream, and about his plan to bring Jessica back; well not so much a plan just yet, but his goal. He realized the only way to bring it up would be to just be straight forward about it, they had always been straight forward with each other, and he knew Dean would understand. After all, Dean all but admitted to Sam that he had thought about making a deal with a demon to bring their dad back, so he would understand Sam's intent to bring Jessica back.

After Sam got dressed he stepped back out into the living room where Dean was sitting still scouring local newspapers. He didn't know why he was so nervous to talk to Dean about his dream and Jess, but his stomach was all in knots. The anticipation of what his brother was going to say, mixed in with the excitement that the thought of having Jessica with him again brought, made his hands shake like a life.

Sam hid his shaking hands in his pocket as he approached Dean.

"Dean..." but before Sam could finish Dean jumped in.

"Sammy, have you had anymore of those visions?"

"No, not about the girl burning, not since we were in the car like you said."

"That's messed up dude, since when do your visions just disappear?" Dean questioned, clearly as a rhetorical question. "I mean don't get me wrong I'm glad you're not having them anymore...it's just weird, even for us."

"I know...and I don't know Dean, but I'm not complaining. Maybe something changed the whole balance of things, and hey, if I'm not having visions about her burning anymore then maybe nothing's going to happen."

"Yea...maybe," Dean replied. Dean had no idea what was going on but he knew it wasn't good. He had a bad feeling about this, but decided to keep it to himself...at least for now.

"Sammy, what is it?"

"Huh?"

"Dude spill, you have that look on your face...the look you have every time you're dying to tell me something."

"I don't have a look like that," replied a sheepish Sam. Sometimes he was embarrassed at how awful he was at putting a mask on, but at the same time he loved how his brother knew him inside and out.

"Sam, you've had that same look, every time you've desperately wanted to tell me something, since you were 5...now spill."

Sam couldn't help but smile, "Dean will understand, he'll help me get her back"..." Here goes nothing"

"Well..." Sam started. God this is harder than I thought! "I uh..."

"While I'm young and beautiful if you don't mind Sammy!" joked Dean. Sam let out a laugh.

"Kay, well remember how you said I was smiling in my sleep and stuff?" Sam probed.

"Yea..."

"Well, it's cuz I...well...I've sorta been seeing Jess in my dreams lately...like everynight."

Dean was all ears at this point. All his attention was on his little brother and the words coming out of his mouth.

"And I take it that these are good dreams of her, since you're smiling and all in your sleep."

"Yea," smiled Sam as he remembered Jessica's face. "Really good dreams."

"Well that's good Sammy, it sure beats the nightmares."

"Yeah," Sam had to think really hard about how he was going to tell Dean the rest of it. "That's not all of it though, I don't just see her in my dreams...we sort of um, talk and..." Sam trailed off trying to find the proper words to tell his brother.

"And...?" questioned Dean.

"Well, last night, when I was speaking to her, she told me something...something huge."

Dean waited patiently for Sam to continue, but Sam seemed to be at a loss of words.

"Dude, you're not gonna make me guess are you, cuz we could be here forever."

Sam let out a laugh. "No, no, I just...I want to find the right way to tell you."

"Tell me what Sam?" Dean was curious now, but for some reason had a bad feeling in the pit of his stomach.

"Well...Jess she uh," Sam looked up at Dean. "She told me that we could be together again...that I...that I could bring her back with your help."

And there it was, that bad feeling in the pit of his stomach, Dean stood there dumbfounded just starring at his brother, for once in his life he was speechless.

"Dean, say something." Sam was desperately seeking support from his brother, he needed Dean to believe him...support him,

"Sammy..."

"Dean I know it sounds crazy, but I mean you came back from the dead Dean, why would it be impossible for Jess to come back to."

Wow this is not happening, thought Dean. The hope in Sam's eyes broke Dean's heart. He could see how badly Sam wanted this, so how was he going to tell Sam it was probably not possible.

"Sammy, I was dead for a couple minutes before..." It was still hard for Dean to bring up their father, especially in that context, but he needed to continue to get through to his brother. "Before dad gave his life for mine. Jess has been gone for almost 2 years Sam...there's a big difference."

"What difference?" questioned Sam. "Just because she's been gone for 2 years doesn't mean that we can't bring her back Dean."

"How are you gonna bring her back Sam! Dad gave HIS LIFE for me...who's life are you gonna sacrifice for her! And don't you even think about sacrificing yourself, cuz I swear to god I'll tie you to a chair if I have to."

"We won't need to sacrifice anyone Dean, we'll find another way to bring her back, we'll come up with something, it's US Dean, we can do it." Sam was determined, he was going to convince his brother one way or another.

"Sammy..." seeing that this was going nowhere, Dean decided to see if he could pick something out in the dream that could prove to Sam that it wasn't Jess. "What exactly did Jess say to you in your dream?"

"Well she said she missed me, and we talked a lot, caught up... she knows about what we do Dean, and she's okay with it!" replied an ecstatic Sam. "She said she understands what we do and that she loves me and accepts me just the way I am."

Dean's heart was being torn as he listened to the false hope his little brother had. That twinkle in his eye that had been gone since Jessica died was back, and it broke his heart to know that he was going to be the one to take it away again.

"She said that we could be together again, I was sceptical at first too Dean, but then she made me see. Dad brought you back, you almost brought dad back...it's possible Dean! For once this job we do can be used in our advantage, to get something we want! She said I could bring her back, but that I wouldn't be able to do it without you. She said that you and me together, we could bring her back."

"Sammy..."

"Dean we can bring her back, we can!"

"Sammy...I'd give anything to bring her back for you...but idunno how realistic that's gonna be kiddo."

"Realistic? Dean since when does anything we do fall under the category of realistic?"

"Sam it's just...it just all seems too good to be true you know. Coming here because we think a girl is going to die, then the girl being completely fine and your visions being gone. And now Jessica...it just, I hate to say it Sam, but you have to keep in mind the possibility that yellow eyes is behind all of this, and that the Jessica in your dreams...that she's just a pawn of yellow eyes, an illusion." Dean could see each word pierce Sam's heart, it killed Dean to say those things, but he had to look out for Sam above everything else.

"NO! It was Jessica! I think I'd know Dean! She was the love of my life, when she hugged me...kissed me...it wasn't an illusion and it wasn't yellow eyes...it was her, I just know it was!"

"Sam, look, you're blinded by how much you love her, and I get it dude, but just at least consider the fact that this could all be a big hoax, and some master plan of yellow eyes to screw us over somehow...all your visions are always tied to him."

"No! You're just over thinking everything like you always do...this wasn't a vision, it was just Jessica, Dean, I know it."

"Sammy, listen to me..."

"No Dean you listen to me! You'll jump at the chance to bring Dad back from the dead, but I try to bring my girlfriend back and you're all of a sudden against it."

"What? No , Sam, you know that's not how it is! I'm just looking out for you."

"Well stop it! I'm tired of it, I'm tired of you lookin out for me, I'm tired of you always trying to protect me from getting hurt, it's my friggin life, just let me live it for once!"

Sam didn't know where this was coming from, he wished he didn't say it after seeing Dean flinch away. But Sam couldn't keep the anger at bay, he didn't mean to take it out on his brother, and a part of him knew that Dean could be right but all he could think about was getting Jessica back.

Dean took a moment to collect himself after Sam's little tirade.

"Sammy just think it over...like really think it over, it's gotta be a trap!"

"IT'S SAM! And what's there to think over...I need her back, it's all I can think about now, and I don't care if it's a trap if I can bring her back...I'll do anything to get her back."

"Well screw that, I'm not letting you put yourself in harm's way because you think you can get her back."

"And who the hell says you get to call the shots?"

"I do! I'm your big brother, and I say we're not going!..Sam please...just trust me on this one."

Something snapped in Sam and before he could take it back the words spat out.

"Trust you Dean! Trust you? Last time I trusted you when it came to Jess I left her behind for a couple days and look what happened! I lost her Dean, all cuz you made me leave her alone and vulnerable!"

And there it was. Dean stood there speechless as he held up the walls inside of him with every bit of strength he had. He always felt guilty for Jess dying, believing that if he had never come back maybe Jess would've lived. Dean had guilt but he could live with it, he just stored it somewhere deep with all the rest. But to hear his baby brother blame him for the death of his girlfriend was saying that Dean was the cause of all the pain and suffering that Sam went through after her death, and that...well that just tore at his soul. Dean couldn't feel any smaller or any less worthless then he did at that moment.

Sam continued on with his tirade, he didn't know what was coming over him, and quite frankly he didn't even know what was exactly coming out of his mouth; he wanted to stop yelling at his brother, he could see Dean trying so hard to mask the pain and keep those walls up, and Sam didn't know why but he just couldn't stop.

"I should've known you wouldn't help. And you're not looking out for me; you're looking out for you! You just don't want her in the picture because you're scared that she'll take me away from hunting and I'll go back to my other life and leave this pathetic and miserable excuse for a life behind!!" Sam yelled.

Dean flinched at the ferocity of his words and his voice. He just stood there starring at Sam. The Sam he devoted his entire life to, sacrificed everything for, loved more than life itself, and the same Sam that was just bashing him and making him feel like the scum of the earth. He had tried everything, everything to make Sam's life as bearable as possible for him, and he thought he was doing a pretty good job, that is…until now.

"How can he think that, his happiness and safety are the most important things in my life," thought Dean.

"Forget it, some big brother you are!" said Sam as he stormed out.

Wow, that one stung Dean. Some big brother you are.

Dean stood there defeated and crushed. He never knew his brother thought so low of him...just another person to add to the list of ones I've somehow dissapointed, thought Dean.

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"Bravo Samuel! I'm impressed! You're making this way easier than I ever imagined...and don't worry, you'll get your life Samuel...and I'll get Dean hahaha"