A/N: Well here's the last chapter. I hope ya'll enjoy it :-)

Warning!: This chapter is rated M.

Chapter Seventeen: Never Too Late

They arrived at the Roadhouse and parked, they stayed in the car for a couple of minutes. Dean looked at Sam and broke the silence.

"I'm…I'm sorry about everything Sammy. You two must've been put through hell before me and Ash arrived…." Dean looked down. "And I'm so sorry about yesterday. I had to do it or she would've hurt Tristan, even though she still did…" Sam cut Dean off.

"I know Dean and I understand, but we can talk about all of this later. Right now we gotta take care of Tristan and we gotta talk to Ellen…Oh God our poor baby." Sam's eyes teared up.

"It's okay Sammy. Everything's gonna be okay now." He hugged his brother.

"Yes it is." He wiped his eyes and smiled at Dean. "C'mon let's go."

The brothers got out of the car and walked inside. Dean had his hand at the small of Sam's back for comfort and support.

The bar was full of hunters as it was already late afternoon. Ellen left one of the men that she was attending alone and rushed towards Sam and Dean.

"Oh thank God! Are ya' boys alright? Ash rushed in here with Tristan earlier and took him upstairs. They haven't come down and he didn't tell me anythin'. Where's Jo? How did ya' escape?" Ellen bombarded them with questions.

Dean carefully replied, "Look Ellen before we tell you, you might wanna sit down. It's a pretty long story."

"Okay, but I can't leave the bar. Plus I have customers to tend to."

Sam looked around, "I'll go get Ash and he can take over for you." He walked away. Dean and Ellen watched him, neither said a word the entire time.

Sam went to Ash's room first, to check if they were there. Then he checked his room and found Ash laying on the bed with Tristan asleep on his chest. Sam smiled at the sight. Tristan's face had streaks of drying tears. Which made Sam's smile disappear, he was afraid that his son was going to have nightmares for a while.

Ash looked at Sam and whispered, "I just got him to fall asleep. He kept cryin' for ya' guys. How'd ya' guys escape?"

"Thanks for taking care of him and getting him out of there…We'll tell you all about it later, but Ellen needs you to take over the bar for a while. Me and Dean are going to talk to her." Sam sighed.

"'Kay dude." Ash carefully transferred Tristan to the bed without waking him.

Sam took one last look at his son before following Ash downstairs. Dean and Ellen were still quiet. Ellen knew there was bad news coming.

"Ya'll can go talk now. I'll take care of everyone here." Ash shooed them away.

Ellen led them to the kitchen. All of them sat down around the kitchen table. Sam and Dean next to each other and Ellen across from them.

""Kay boys now tell me everythin'." Ellen wanted them to get on with it.

Dean spoke first, "Well as you know, Jo faked the pregnancy so I could stay with her. She threatened me that she was gonna kill Tristan and Sam if I didn't do what she said. At first she also used the pregnancy to get me to stay…I pretended to agree that I was getting back with her, but I just did it so I could find out who her friend was and to get rid of them. That's why I treated Sam and Tristan poorly yesterday. Everything was against my will…I don't have to worry about that anymore though."

"Did any of us know who her mystery friend was?" Ellen asked.

Sam replied this time, "Yes. It was Gordon Walker…He had been following me ever since I left here yesterday all the way to Bobby's. Apparently Jo told him to keep an eye on me and Tristan. When I was making my way back, I guess he told her and she told him to kidnap Tris…When I was leaving the hotel to make my way here, he held me at gun point and showed me Tris. I didn't know that he had been kidnapped…He made me get into the car with him and told me that he was going to kill us 'cause Jo had broken him out of prison and was paying him to do it…" Sam looked away. It hurt to talk about. He kept seeing Tristan crying and screaming for him.

Dean noticed Sam's hesitance and continued, "Gordon took them to this abandoned house near the woods and had them tied up. When me and Ash arrived Jo was also there with them. She was doing this crazy talk and laughing…She was shocked to see us at first, then she was screamin' for all of us to kill each other. I don't know, but I seriously think that she snapped…Well anyways Jo and Gordon got into an argument and that's when Ash took the chance and got Tristan out of the house. We didn't want him to see anything else, especially if some shots went off." Dean grabbed Sam's hand, they looked at Ellen sadly. "Umm when they noticed that Tris was gone they got into another argument 'cause Jo wouldn't shut up and Gordon slapped her."

Ellen gasped in shock, "I can't believe this…I…I'm sorry, keep goin'."

It was Sam's turn again, "Dean freed me and Jo went ballistic. Gordon had the gun pointed at me, he was about to pull the trigger, then he turned and shot Jo instead…He was letting her bleed out. We couldn't do anything, she didn't want to be helped. She was still telling everybody off and Gordon got tired and shot her again…That bullet was fatal…We're very sorry about your loss Ellen, but we don't feel bad for Jo. She wanted to kill us, especially our son and didn't care about anyone's feelings…"

"I…I understand boys…She was my only livin' member left, even though I feel upset and heartbroken that she's gone. I also feel angry and disappointed. How could she have done those things? I raised her well. Why did she have to turn into a killer?...It makes me sad that she did those things to your family. No wonder that little boy was cryin' his little heart out." She had tears rolling down her cheeks. "I'm so sorry that you boys had to go through hell all over again."

Each brother grabbed one her hands. Dean spoke, "It's alright Ellen, you didn't know what was goin' on…Know that you'll never be alone. You have me, Sam, Tris, Ash, and Bobby here for ya' always. You've always been a Mother-figure for us." Dean smiled.

"Yea' Ellen, we may not be blood, but that don't mean anything. We're still family." Sam added.

Ellen gave a warm smile, "Thanks boys that means a lot to me…So I guess that means that Gordon is good now?"

"Yes he's good. Hopefully he'll stay that way." Sam replied.

"I hope so…Boys if you'll excuse me, but I need some time alone. I'll see ya'll later." Ellen walked away and went upstairs to her room.

Sam and Dean looked at each other after she was gone. They could finally breathe again, the nightmare was over. Now they could focus on being a family without any obstacles.

"How's Tristan?" Dean asked.

"He's asleep. Ash said he cried himself to sleep…I really hope that he doesn't have any nightmares. He went through so much today." Sam started to get teary eyed again.

"I know baby, but he'll have us there with him to make them go away. All of us need some rest, today has taken its toll on everybody. Let's go sleep with our son and we can talk tomorrow." He wiped Sam's tears with his thumb and gave him a chaste kiss.

"Okay. We have to pick up my car and my stuff from the hotel. I have a couple of nights paid off there. We'll talk over there, just the two of us. Ash'll watch Peanut for us." Sam returned the kiss then stood up.

They went to their room and fell asleep almost immediately. Tristan sleeping safe and sound in between them. That night all three of them had a much needed dreamless sleep.

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The next day the Roadhouse was quiet. Dean, Sam, and Ash were giving Ellen space so she could grieve the death of her daughter. They made breakfast so she wouldn't have to do it and they helped her around in the bar. Ash had suggested that she close the bar for a couple of days. Ellen had reluctantly agreed.

Sam and Dean hadn't gotten a chance to talk yet. Tristan had some trauma from the previous day and they had to take care of him. Ash told them that he would watch over Ellen while they comforted their son.

"Shh it's okay Champ, you're alright. We're here." Dean tried to hold his son, but Tristan wanted Sam.

"Me want Daddy!" Tristan held out his arms towards Sam.

Dean sadly handed Tristan to Sam, "It's alright baby. We're here, you're safe. No more bad people." Sam soothed.

Tristan hid his face in Sam's neck. Dean tried to rub his son's back, but Tristan flinched from his touch. Dean sighed while Sam looked apologetic.

"Baby boy, why won't you let me touch you?" Dean was upset.

Tristan looked up at him with tears still running down his cheeks, "You mean to me. You no love me no more."

Dean's heart broke at his son's words. He looked at Sam, "I should go downstairs til' he calms down." He said sadly.

"No Dean, please don't. We gotta talk to him. He has to know that you love him and why you did it." Sam stopped him from walking out of the room.

Dean sighed and sat on the opposite bed, "Okay I'll stay."

Sam pulled Tristan away from him and sat him on his lap, "Peanut we have to talk to you okay?" Tristan looked up at him and nodded slowly.

"Baby your Daddy De loves you very, very much…What he did before was to protect you. That mean lady wanted to hurt you and your Daddy De didn't want that to happen…" Dean cut him off.

"I'm so, so sorry for treating you like that baby. I didn't want to, I love you too much. Please, please forgive me. I promise never to do that ever again." Dean had tears rolling down his cheeks and he didn't care.

Tristan listened to his daddies especially when Dean was saying sorry. He got off Sam's lap and stood in front of Dean, "I's love you too Daddy." He gave his Daddy De a kiss on the cheek then wagged his little finger in his face. "No more meanies." His face looked adorable doing the mad puppy pout.

Dean laughed, picked him up and hugged him tight, "I promise baby boy, no more meanies. We're gonna be a complete family."

Sam looked at them and smiled, he had tears in his eyes too. It would be a while before Tristan would get over the kidnapping and nightmares, but his two daddies were going to be there with him. Sam decided to join the hug. Dean wrapped one of his arms around his lover.

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After the brothers convinced their son to stay and help Ash with Ellen they made their way to the hotel where Sam's things were. They were finally alone, but it felt a little awkward.

Sam cleared his throat and got Dean's attention, "Why didn't you tell me what Jo was planning? It hurt so much to think that you got back with her even if it was fake…It still does. Especially with Tristan, he was devastated. He kept asking me why his Daddy De didn't want to talk to him or play with him…"

"I…I wanted to tell you so bad…That night after Jo had finished talking to me, I went back to our room. You were already sound asleep and I didn't want to wake ya'. You and Tristan looked so peaceful. I was planning on telling you the next mornin', but Jo got ahead of me and got me out the room before I could do anything. She kept me with her that whole mornin' just so I couldn't talk to you or warn you." Dean walked up to Sam and grabbed his hands. "I'm so sorry Sammy. I wish I could've done things differently…I really wish I'd never hooked up with Jo in the first place…"

Sam leaned towards Dean and kissed him, "Can we stop talking about Jo? I want us to move on from this…If there's ever a threat against us again, we tell each other what's goin' on no matter what. Okay?" He kissed Dean again. "We'll get through it together."

"I promise baby." This time Dean kissed Sam.

The kiss started out chaste and innocent then escalated into passionate and full of emotion. Dean wrapped his arms around Sam's waist, while he put his arms around Dean's neck.

They stopped kissing and started to slowly take each other's clothes off. When they were naked, Dean guided Sam towards the bed and gently pushed him down. He took a moment to admire his little brother's body, something he didn't get to do the first time they were together. He noticed Sam blush under his stare and grinned.

"You're so beautiful Sammy." He leaned down and kissed him. "I love you."

Sam pushed Dean a little bit away from him and smiled, "I love you too." Dean returned the smile and they kissed again.

Their hands roamed all over each others' bodies, learning and memorizing hot-spots. Feeling each other skin to skin sent jolts all through their bodies all the way down to their cocks. Dean started to kiss and lick from Sam's neck all the way to his groin. Sam moaned in pleasure body writhing with Dean's ministrations. When Sam couldn't take anymore of his brother's teasing, he pulled him up.

"C'mon De, make love to me, please." He whispered.

Dean nodded, "Okay baby…Do you have any lube? I don't want to hurt ya'."

Sam sighed, "No I don't."

"Hold on, I'm gonna check if they have anythin' in the bathroom." Dean got off Sam. He came back a minute later with a small bottle of lotion. "Sorry, this is all they had in there. We'll get some for next time." He looked at Sam apologetically.

"'Kay. C'mon baby I wanna feel you." Sam pulled Dean on top of him.

"Anything for you Sammy." He kissed Sam.

Dean coated his fingers with some lotion and ran his fingers down to Sam's pucker. He breached his hole and gently pushed his finger all the way in. He moved it in and out a couple of times before deciding to add another. At adding another Sam grunted at the intrusion, Dean looked up at him with concern.

"It's okay De, I'm fine. It's just been a while." Sam assured. "Please keep goin'."

"Okay Sammy. Just let me know if it gets too painful." Dean kissed him in apology. Sam nodded.

Dean worked the fingers in and out and scissored them. He kept his ministrations til' he was sure that Sam could take a third finger.

Sam did his best to relax, he groaned when Dean found his prostate, "Oh, that felt awesome…Again."

Dean grinned and continued to stroke the small bundle of nerves inside his little brother. Sam panted and moaned loudly, the sounds made Dean get harder than he already was. He stroked his brother's hard cock with his free hand. Sam pushed against his fingers and fucked into his fist.

"De, now! I'm ready." Sam knew he was close, but he didn't want to come without his brother inside him.

Dean nodded and removed his fingers from Sam's well prepared hole. He positioned the tip of his cock at Sam's hole and began to slowly push inside. Even with all the preparing Sam was still tight. He looked down at Sam and checked his face for discomfort. When he saw none he kept pushing in til' he was buried to the hilt. He kept still and let Sam adjust to the intrusion, even though he wanted to pound into the tight heat. When Sam nodded he pulled out slowly til' only the tip of his cock was inside. He grunted and pushed back in. Both of them moaned in pleasure. Sam because Dean had hit his prostate straight on and Dean because Sam was hot and tight.

This time they were face to face, they got to see the different emotions that ran through their faces. Sam wrapped his legs around Dean's waist and pulled him down for a kiss.

"Oh God Dean harder." Sam moaned.

"So tight baby. You feel so good, so hot." Dean grunted.

Dean picked up the pace and started to pound into Sam. They needed to feel each other to know that everything was going to be okay from now on. That they were alive.

"Fuck De!...More…I need…harder." Sam jerked his cock in time with Dean's thrusts.

"Love…love you so much!" Dean leaned and bit at Sam's neck. One of his hands joined Sam's and they jerked him off together while he pounded into Sam. He lifted his head and gave Sam a breathtaking kiss.

Neither brother was going to last any longer. After four years they were finally together in every way possible. The feeling was overwhelming and had them coming and screaming each others' name after three more hard thrusts. Dean collapsed on top of Sam. Both of them panting, trying to get their breathing back to normal.

After a couple of minutes Dean found enough energy to remove himself from Sam and to lay down beside him. He pulled him into his arms, Sam smiled and snuggled into him. Dean carded his hand through his brother's hair and looked at him.

"I love you Sammy." He smiled blissfully.

"I love you too Dean." Sam kissed him.

"We gotta get moving. Everybody should be wondering why we're takin' so long." Dean chuckled.

"Tristan is probably repeatedly asking Ash when we're coming back." Sam grinned.

"Well first we need a shower and then we'll head back." Dean made no move to get up.

"Ugh, but I'm so comfortable here." Sam pouted.

"Same here bro, but like I said, we gotta go." He broke out of the embrace and stood up. "C'mon, I wash you and you wash me."

That had Sam getting up, he winced at the sudden movement. Dean smiled apologetically at him, Sam smiled back brightly.

They took a quick shower, sharing lazy kisses. Then they got dressed and got everything that belonged to Sam and headed back to the Roadhouse in their respective cars.

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After a week Ellen was feeling better than the first couple of days. She missed her daughter even if she did end up going crazy, but knew that she had to move on. Everyone helped her through it. Even Bobby came down and helped around in the bar and would talk to Ellen. He had left the day before. He was glad that the boys were back together and that they were happy. Dean and Sam decided that it was time to head home. Sam had to get back to work and Dean had a lot of catching up to do with his son. Tristan was excited that the three of them were going back together. Sam planned on leaving his car with Ash, who was planning on moving in with Stacey within a month. He was going to stay with Ellen until she found employees to work at the bar. She was sad that everyone was leaving, but knew that they weren't abandoning her.

Dean, Sam, and Tristan said their goodbyes to Ellen and Ash. They promised to visit whenever they could. Dean got Tristan into his car seat while Sam put their bags in the trunk. Then they got into the car and waved goodbye to Ellen and Ash.

Dean started the car and they made their journey back home, together as a family. As they should've been four years ago.

The End...or is it?

A/N: Don't kill me! The Epilogue is coming next :-)