A/N: Well here it is, and fast just like I told ya's. Now don't let it fool you. It may sound like the end, but there's still some more left to it. But...Sam and Dean finally have their talk :-)

Chapter Thirteen: Questions Answered, Feelings Spoken

After Dean left, everyone stayed grounded in their spots. Sam had expected Dean to run, it was one of his brother's mechanisms. He would return in a couple of hours and they would sit down and try to talk. Sam also needed time to think. He was still mad at Ellen and Bobby for lying to him and he couldn't let it go.

"Ash can you take Tristan to my room and watch him for a bit? There's something I have to do." Sam looked at Ellen.

"Yea' sure. C'mon TJ." He placed Tristan on the floor and led him up the stairs.

When they were gone Sam turned to Ellen, "You tricked me! You and Bobby said that you needed help, but it was all a lie. You two did this on purpose so me and Dean could see each other…"

"Damn right we did! You two idiots are stubborn and neither of ya' were making a move to make up. So we took it upon ourselves to fuckin' make it happen, though I didn't expect any of what just happened…Look I know you're mad at both of us right now and'll have trouble trustin' us for a while, but honestly you and Dean need each other. You've been missin' each other and you both have a son that needs the two of ya'. Me and Bobby hate seeing ya' guys apart." Ellen interrupted.

"You're right. I'll have trouble trusting you guys, but I doubt it'll last. About me and Dean…I just have to go and think about some things and I gotta comfort Tristan. He's scared right now."

"I know. Go and comfort your son, he needs ya'." Ellen smiled and went back to the bar.

As Sam was heading for the stairs, Jo spoke, "Look what you did. Everything was perfect without you here. Now you returned and fucked everything up and with a son too. God, you tainted Dean. How could you have sex with him? You ruined him." Jo walked away before Sam could retort.

Sam just let her go, he really didn't care what she thought. Though she was lucky she was a girl, 'cause Sam wanted to punch her, but he couldn't since he didn't hit girls. He clenched his fists and just went upstairs to his room, comforting his child was his number one priority.

Ash was trying to calm down his nephew, but was having a bit of trouble, "I want my Daddy!" Tristan kept crying out.

The whole exchange between his parents and uncle had scared him a lot. Everyone had been yelling at each other and he hadn't liked it. Then his Daddy De had left after looking at him and his daddy.

Sam heard his son's cries from the hall. He hated to hear Tristan cry, it always broke his heart. He rushed into the room hoping he could stop them. As soon as Ash saw him, he handed Tristan to him.

"It's okay Tristan I'm right here. Daddy's right here. Shh baby it's alright." Sam tried to soothe his son.

Tristan just tightened his arms around Sam's neck and kept crying, "No more yewing. Me no like it Daddy. Me scared, pwease stop."

At hearing his son's pleads Sam's eyes teared up, "I'm so sorry baby. We didn't mean to scare you. We adults are dumb sometimes and don't think about what we are doing or saying. Shh, shh baby boy. You're gonna make yourself sick." Sam walked around the room gently bouncing Tristan in his arms.

"Your Daddy's right TJ. We won't do it again, everythin's gonna be okay." Ash watched Sam with Tristan and couldn't help but add his two cents.

Slowly Tristan's cries turned to sniffles, he looked up sadly at Sam, "Why Daddy De leave?"

Sam stopped walking, "He uh needs some time to think, but he'll be back. Then I'll tell him all about you." He wiped the tears and snot from his son's face.

"O-kay." Tristan sounded tired, all the crying had worn him out.

Sam sat down on the unoccupied bed and leaned against the headboard. He fixed Tristan til' he was cradling him. His son needed to feel him and placed one of his little hands over Sam's heart, to feel his father's steady heartbeat. Sam rocked him a little til' he fell asleep.

Ash looked at Sam and whispered, "So what are ya' gonna really do?"

"I…I'm gonna stay and me and Dean are gonna talk. I don't care, but he better listen to me this time. I'm not gonna stay quiet like last time. Look at where it got us." He ran his fingers down Tristan's flushed cheeks.

"Whatever ya' do Sam, I'm right here to back ya' up." Ash smiled. "Poor little dude exhausted himself."

"Thanks Ash, that really means a lot…I don't ever want Tristan to listen to something like that again. He's not gonna want to let me go for the rest of the day." Tristan had curled more towards Sam.

"No big Sam, we're family…If somethin' like that happens again, one of us takes him out of the room and far away from the argument." Ash suggested.

"Definitely. Umm Ash do you think you could get my stuff from the car? With everything that happened and now with Tristan, I haven't been able to bring anything in." He looked at Ash.

"Don't worry I'll get it." Sam handed Ash the car keys

"Don't forget his Teddy. He'll have a fit if his friend's not with him." Sam chuckled.

"Oh believe me I know, he did it to me while we were at the store. We actually had to go back to your place to get him." Ash shook his head, but laughed.

Ash left the room and Sam wondered where his brother was and what was he doing. They had so much to talk about, but it was going to be hard to actually start talking. He hoped Dean gave him the chance to talk this time around.

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Dean drove to the town's only park. Nobody was there, he had the place all to himself. He sat down heavily on a bench and sighed. So much was going through his head, but his main thought was Tristan.

"Wow, I'm a Father. That little boy back there is my son." Dean was in awe.

He thought all the way back to that night that he and Sam had, had sex. He sighed, 'The only time I don't wear a condom.'

Sam had been pregnant and never told him. How could his little brother keep that from him? His brother never kept secrets from him. Dean thought back to when he last saw Sam. He wanted to tell him something important and was nervous. He had been a big fat jerk that left him on the stairs just so he could go out with Jo. Dean felt even worse than he did before.

He got up and started to walk around, 'I should've given him a chance to talk, then we wouldn't be going through this mess. But he shouldn't have kept my son from me, it's not fair. He's my kid too, I have my right.' Tears rolled down Dean's cheeks. 'He owes me an explanation, I deserve that much. I have my own to give, I hope he gives me a chance.'

Dean made his way back to his car. He needed to get back to the Roadhouse. A couple of hours had passed, he hoped that Sam hadn't left yet.

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Sam was still upstairs with Ash and Tristan when Dean slowly opened the door to Sam's room. All three of them looked at him. Tristan held on tight to Sam.

Dean cleared his throat, "Uh Sam can we uh talk?"

Sam hesitated, "S…sure. Ash take Tristan with you, please." Sam had a feeling it was going to turn into a shouting match.

"Daddy no!" Tristan didn't want to let go of Sam.

"Baby I gotta talk to Daddy De. We'll be quick." Sam sighed in relief when Tristan went freely to Ash.

Once Tristan and Ash were out of the room, Dean closed the door behind them. He turned to look at Sam. There was a tense silence, neither one knew how to start.

"Uh…I ah I guess I should start…" There was a long pause. "Sam, why didn't you tell me that you were pregnant?"

"You're joking right?" Sam placed his hands on his hips.

"I would've helped ya'. You know I would've been there for ya'."

"Yea' right. With the way you were treating me…I was going to tell you, but you treated me like shit just like the other times. You think you deserved to know. You told me to forget that night 'cause you regretted it. Well I did what you said and stayed quiet. I was already two months when I found out I was pregnant with Tristan…" Sam ran a hand through his hair. "I was scared Dean and the one person whom I thought I could tell anything to, told me to forget we ever fucked. I was scared you'd hate me, because telling you I was pregnant would've reminded you of that night. I thought you would hate me and make me get rid of it…But the last straw was when you left me on the stairs because you didn't have time for me. Right there I decided I was going to leave." Sam was trying to stay calm, but it was getting hard.

"I'm sorry! Okay, I'm sorry. I realized I was being an ass, but I would've never hated you or made you get rid of the baby. I would've been shocked, hell I am shocked, but never hate you…But don't you dare place all the blame on me. You kept my son from me. I called you and you never picked up, I even left you messages. I had a right to know, he's my kid too! But no, I had to find out four fucking years later and by accident…Tell me Sam, were you ever planning on telling me?" Dean was angry and hurt. "I bet Bobby knew too! That's why he never wanted me to go to his place when you were visiting him…Everybody knew but me, that's just great. How could you Sam? How could you never tell me?...I missed my son's first four years of his life. I never got to see him be born, learn to crawl, learn to talk, or even learn to walk. Do you know how much that hurts?!" Dean was already yelling by now.

"Don't you turn this around on me! I know I should've told you about it way sooner. I know you had a right to know! It hurt everytime I talked to Tristan about you. Especially since he looks so much like you! Everyone wanted me to tell you and talk to you, but they just didn't get that it wasn't easy!" Sam was starting to raise his voice too, he was angry.

"You were being selfish you son of a bitch, that's what you were. You were trying to get back at me for the way I was treatin' you, and that was a low move!" Dean took an intimidating step towards Sam.

"You're an asshole! Yea' I may have left 'cause of the pregnancy, but it wasn't the only reason!" Sam held his ground.

"What?" Dean was confused.

"I left…I left because I couldn't stand to see you with Jo! And you know why? Because I'm in love with you! It killed me everytime I saw you with her!" Sam's mouth snapped shut. He had just told his brother his feelings towards him. He waited for the punch to come, but it didn't.

Dean looked at Sam wide-eyed, "You…you're in love with me?" Dean couldn't believe what he had just heard.

"Yea' I am." Sam said quietly. The way Dean looked at him made him nervous.

"I'm…I'm in love with you too Sammy. I have been for a while now." Dean confessed.

"Then why didn't you tell me? Why did you make me try to forget that night? Why did you get with Jo?" Both of them were calming down.

"Because I was afraid that you would leave me, I thought you would hate me. That's why I said those things the next day after we had sex…The only reason I got with Jo was because I didn't want to end up alone since I thought I couldn't have you. I thought you were gonna find someone and leave me. Then I started getting feelings for her and started to treat you badly. Which I'm so sorry for doing that Sammy." He reached out and grabbed Sam's hands. "I wish I could take everything back and had, had the balls to tell you my feelings. I just wanna start over."

"If it's any consolation, I wish the same thing too." He squeezed Dean's hands.

"We've both had our heads up our asses and are way too stubborn for our own good." Dean gave a small chuckle.

"Dean?"

"Yea' Sammy?"

"How long have you been in love with me?"

"A little after Dad, died. We became closer and I guess everything changed for me. How long have you?"

Sam smiled, "The same as you."

"Damn it Sammy, all this time we could've…" Dean was silenced by Sam kissing him.

The kiss started out gentle and loving, but then turned into a heated and passionate one. They had denied themselves for too long. Tongues battled for dominance and the brothers were losing themselves in the moment.

Before it could turn into anything more Sam pushed against Dean's chest.

"Dean we can't." Sam murmured against Dean's lips.

"Why not?" Dean began to kiss Sam's neck.

"Tristan. He was scared…and I bet he's giving Ash a hard time right about now." That got Dean to stop.

"Shit! He's probably afraid of me now after I blew up earlier." Dean looked at his feet.

"No he's not. He just didn't like everyone yelling at each other." He lifted Dean's chin with his hand and gave him a chaste kiss. "You stay here while I go get him." He walked out of the room. Both of them were smiling.

Sam had found Ash and Tristan in the kitchen. They were having cookies and warm milk. Tristan was still upset, but the milk and cookies had mellowed him down.

"C'mon Peanut, Daddy De wants to meet ya'." Sam walked over to them

"Really? Daddy De no mad no more?" Sam picked him up.

"No, me and your Daddy talked. He really wants to see you." Sam smiled.

"Yay!" Tristan was happy that his daddies weren't mad.

"Thanks Ash for watching him."

"No problem dude. He's my partner in crime…So everythin's okay now?" Ash smiled.

"Yea' everything's more than okay." Sam blushed.

"I see...Oh you're so tellin' me the details later or Stacey'll kill me.' Ash grinned. He figured that they finally told each other how they really felt.

Jo watched Sam and Tristan go back upstairs. She was pissed that Dean wasn't paying attention to her. That he was choosing Sam over her again.

"Fucking Sam and stupid little runt! Fucking came here to ruin everything." She muttered as she wiped tables.

She had tried to go upstairs earlier, to hear what Dean and Sam were talking about, but her mother had stopped her and made her go back to work. Customers had been starting to arrive at that time. That had made her furious. She couldn't wait to get Dean alone later, he had a lot of ass kissing to do to get her in a good mood again.

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Dean was nervous, he was finally going to be able to actually talk to his son and hold him. He was afraid his son wouldn't want to meet him because of what had happened earlier. He paced around the room until the door opened.

Tristan was beside Sam holding tightly onto his hand. Sam squeezed it reassuringly. Dean forgot how to breathe when he looked at Tristan. That was his baby boy.

Sam knelt down beside Tristan, "Baby, there's your Daddy. He's been waiting for you." Sam whispered.

Dean kneeled down in front of his son, "Hi Tristan, I'm very happy to finally meet you." Dean's eyes were wet.

Tristan looked at Dean and ran towards him without hesitation, "Daddy!" Dean caught him in a hug. All three of them were crying, happy to be reunited.

"That's right baby boy, I'm your Daddy." Dean buried his face in his son's hair.

Dean looked at Sam and smiled, "C'mere Sammy." He held an arm out. Sam went willingly. The two of them held each other with their son safely in the middle.

Minutes passed and they were still on the floor, they had changed positions. Dean was sitting, his back against the bed with his two loves on each side. Slowly their tears were subsiding.

Dean kissed Sam on the temple then whispered in his ear, "Thank you so much for letting me see my son Sammy. Thank you for having my baby. You've made me the happiest man. I love you both so much."

Sam looked at Dean and kissed him, "You're welcome big Brother. I'm sorry for keeping him from you."

Dean kissed him back, "Let's just forget that it ever happened."

Tristan looked at them and giggled, "My Daddies, all mine."

Sam and Dean laughed, "Yes we are little guy." Dean replied.

Tristan gave him a kiss on the cheek then layed his head on his shoulder, "Sleepy." He gave a little yawn.

Sam untangled himself from Dean and looked for Tristan's bookbag with his clothes. He took out a pair of pajamas and undies.

"It's past your bedtime, but I gotta give you a bath first." He helped Dean stand up, whom had Tristan in his arms.

"Sammy can I do it? Please?" Dean asked.

"Of 'course you can. You don't need to ask, he is your son too." Sam smiled.

Bathtime woke Tristan up a little. He was enjoying the fact that both of his daddies were giving him a bath. By the end of it Sam and Dean were soaked. Tristan had decided to splash them with water for fun. Sam and Dean had laughed at their son's antics. They felt like a complete family, finally.

Finally back in their room Dean dried and dressed his son. Sam got Tristan's bed ready and tucked him in. He handed him his teddy bear.

Tristan looked up at Sam, "Story Daddy."

Sam laughed, "Nope, it's Daddy De's turn tonight."

Dean chuckled, "It is? Well let's see with what I come up with." Sam and Dean layed on either side of their son while Dean, thought of a good story.

Dean decided to tell a happy story that night. It was about two princes in love and everything they had to go through so they could be together. It sounded like a fairytale more than anything. By the time he was finished, Tristan was already asleep. Sam looked at him lovingly.

Dean blushed and gave Tristan a kiss on the forehead. He got up carefully, not wanting to wake his son, "C'mon Sammy, let's move to the other bed." He whispered.

Sam nodded. He repeated what his brother had done to their son, then joined Dean on the other bed. Both of them had their backs against the headboard. Dean layed his head against Sam's shoulder.

He sighed happily, "Sam tell me about our son. I wanna know everythin' about him."

Sam smiled, "I can definitely do that."

They spent the whole night talking about Tristan and what had happened to each other in the past four years. Sam had also told Dean about Mike, which had made Dean jealous, but then let it slide 'cause Sam loved him and nobody else. Dean told Sam about the hell Jo had been putting him through. Sam was furious, he was beginning to hate Jo. How could she have treated his brother like that? Everything was going to change now. Dean was going to be going back with him and Tristan. They were going to be a family.

Sam and Dean had finally fallen asleep close to morning, not bothering to change into comfortable clothes. Dean held onto Sam like if his life depended on it. Sam held him back just as tight.

Jo didn't get any sleep either. Earlier she had passed by Sam's room and heard laughter. She was ticked off, she wanted them arguing and to be ignoring each other just like before Sam had left those four years ago. She needed to come up with a plan to split them up permanently. Something that would make Dean stay with her forever.

TBC…

A/N: So what you think of the little family reunion?