Sorry if there are typos.. still no Micro Word on the laptop!LOL ALSO remember... I changed the Summary.. this is before There home and the things with their father.

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"Dean!"

The sudden male voice behind her caused her to leap out of the chair in full defense mode and spun around.

The face that met hers screamed with emotion. It was an older man with a scruffy beard and weathered eyes. Which at the moment were staring past her to the hospital bed.

She didn't have a chance to utter a word before the man slowly crept past her. She could see unshed tears in his shocked eyes and even though her first instinct would be to ask questions ... as all nurses do... she just didn't feel that right now was the time. But something nagged at her a bit.

"Dean?" She questioned to the man before her better judgment could stop her.

For the first time since the man walked in the room, He looked up at Jennie and gave a brief smirk. Realization seemed to have hit his eyes and their eye connection was gone again. The man settled his gaze at the man in the bed but still spoke.

"I suppose you know him as Sam?"

The man's voice was rough and strong yet smooth and gentle and it eased Jenn a bit on the situation.

"Yea... That's what John... his cousin told us his name was. Sam Winchester."

"John huh?" The smirk returned briefly once more as he lifted his hand towards the young man. Jennie figured he was going to take Sam's hand just like John had done so many times... But she was wrong as the older mans hand hovered slowly and silently over Sam's face and head. Jenn watched as the man moved all around without ever touching Sam's skin or the respirator tube helping him breath.

"I'm a bit confused Sir... Who are you?" She couldn't take it any longer. She felt responsible for Sam and she felt she should know what was going on. Who was Dean? Who was this older man?

"I'm his father..." He half whispered. The words dying on his lips as he sighed a sigh of relief. Jenn's eyes widened. John led them to believe they were both orphans and only had each other.

Finally he couldn't fight it anymore and the real John Winchester stepped foreword and leaned into the neck of his son, letting the tears fall into the soft pillow resting under Dean's head as he wrapped his arms as best he could around his son's body without disturbing a wire of some sort. Certainly not an action he would have done had his son been awake.

Pulling away John forgot all about the young Nurse's presence and set into a task.

He reached into his pocket and pulled out a small crystal. Placing it into his left hand, he then placed his other palm flat on his son's forehead.

Jennie had no idea what was going on... And she didn't have it in her to disturb the man. He wasn't hurting Sam… But this wasn't normal... The man started chanting in some other language under his breath but just enough for her to hear bits and pieces.

Slowly Jenn noticed Sam's body seemed to briefly glow a bit. It was like someone turne don a dimmer over his bed only eluminating him slightly then it was gone... And without warning and certainly a shock to Jenn, Sam squinted his eyes.

The older man didn't seem phased by it though and finished the foreign words.

"What's going on?" The nurse blurted out as she watched the "brain dead" man in front of her start clenching his fists and creating painful facial expressions.

The older man stopped talking and reached over to the respirator with the hand that was once on the younger mans forehead and hit a button... Suddenly Jenn couldn't' hear the machine creating its normal noise and she panicked as she watched him continue to pull out tubes and wires all over the young mans body with eerie confidence.

"Sir what are you doing! Sam is going to die without those! That tube right there is helping him Breath! He can't do it on his own!" Tears sprang to the young girls eyes. This was her fault... All this was all wrong. She shoulda did the usual Protocol with anyone new coming in to see patients...

"Honey..." The man said while reaching to the now still form in the bed. "Just hold your horses before you over react. You'll understand soon."

Jennie clapped a hand over her mouth to keep her from yelling and let a few more tears drip down her cheeks all the while watching every move the man was doing. What was wrong with her? Why didn't she run over and hit the nurse button and bring someone else here! Why was she letting this stuff happen! It was like two voices in her head were fighting with her. One was telling her this was so very wrong. The other one told her to wait and see... Wait and see whats going on.

John Winchester grabbed at the Tube going down his son's throat and before he could think of being a gentle he went straight to getting it over with and popped the tube off and pulled the rest of it out from his sons throat.

This action didn't go without a reaction and Dean tensed up and started to gag as he gasped for air... finally getting it as the tube was released from his body.

"He doesn't need it anymore Sweetheart." The man said to Jenn after noticing her flowing tears.

"Dean? Son… open your eyes... Dean please."

"He's brain dead! I saw the test results! He was tested twice! He can't wake up!" She squeaked through her hand at the silly old man... but the events that unfolded shortly after shut her up quickly.

Dean's eyelids fluttered open groggily. A small groan escaped his lips at the soreness in his throat from the breathing tube.

John watched the transition into lucidity and smiled as his older son's eyes rested on his own and went slightly wide... Well as wide as they could get right now while still groggy.

"So... you had a run in with Organa huh?" John said with a smile.

Dean winced a bit and tried to smile.

"Yea..." he softly whispered in a hoarse grainy voice. "What a bitch..."

The older man laughed out loud and placed his hand on his son's head. Dean winced again at the action... His head was feeling a bit sore but he didn't want his father to take his hand away. His father was here... was he dreaming? Was he dead? 'What the hell happened' he thought to himself.

"Dean I... I thought... I had read that you were killed... Shot in the chest? ... My god I thought I'd lost you... and when I walked through that door expecting to see your brother only to see you? I can't even find the words."

Dean looked into his father's eyes and watched the tears start to return. Why would his father be crying or showing any sort of emotion right now? Shot? When... Wait... Now he remembered. The Shapeshifter incident. He hadn't thought about that in so long... He forgot all about the fact that Dean Winchester was "Dead" He didn't even contemplate his dad hearing it and thinking the same thing either. He had called his dad on the cell many times after that. Did he not even listen to them?

"Son I even went to the funeral! Granted I stayed hidden but... when I had seen Sam wasn't there I made sure I kept an eye out for him... I figured he wasn't there cause it was too hard for him... Dean... what did they bury if it wasn't you?"

"Shape Shifter..." Dean said... His voice started to sound more normal even over the small amount of time. He even noticed his body was going from numb and sore to just sore.

"Jesus Christ Dean!" His father smiled wide. "I should have known."

"Dad… where have you be…"

"Later Dean…" his father interrupted and lightly patted his hand.

"Where's Sam?" Dean asked obviously noticing he wasn't in the room with them.

John stared down at his oldest son and gave him a sad small smile. Dean didn't like that as his only answer and got a bit snippier.

"Dad where's Sam damn it! Did he get away from that witch! Whats going on!"

Dean started to try and sit up quickly. He wanted to fling himself out of bed and find his little brother. Why wasn't Sam here? Dear god did she get him to? Was his sacrifice not even worth it?

The swift movement quickly halted the innerworkings of his mind as the room started to spin like a tilt-a-whurl at a summer fair. Hell Dean could swear he smelled the popcorn and cows to go with his ride.

John leaned down and with a gentleness Dean didn't know he had, he pushed his son back down to the pillows and ran a soothing hand over the top of his head for comfort.

"Not so fast kid... You are probably still feeling the effects."

"Mmm... "Dead forced out before he could once again form words. "Effects of what." Now the words were more of a whisper.

"Well i did some digging after i heard Sam... you... were in the hospital here. Head injury it had said. I figure you may have gotten a concussion. You were victim of a spell Dean. And i'm pretty sure it put you into some sort of weird suspended animation. You are feeling the effects of the concussion like it just happened yesturday."

Dean closed his eyes as he felt the pounding coming from deep within his skull. Yep... That felt like a concussion all right.

"Wonderful..." he whispered.

"Don't worry about Sam... I'm sure he's fine."

"Where is he?" Dean questioned while testing his eyes again.

"I don't know... I thought it was him here not you..."

Jennie couldn't' take it anymore. She was so confused and shaken that she let herself plop down into the vacant chair... suddenly getting her some attention.

Dean looked over at her and the two connected eyes. Jenn couldn't look away from him and they stared at each other for a moment.

"Who are you?" Dean said while starting to look her up and down...

"Nurse" she whispered.

"I notice that now," Dean said after noticing the uniform under the small jacket she wore over it.

"It can't be..." She blurted... "You were brain dead... I saw the tests... nothing. I don't understand..."

Dean took this opportunity to sit up slowly and was happy to know that his muscles were doing their job even though his head hated him for it. The poor girl deserved an explanation now that she witnessed the whole ordeal. But how was he supposed to tell her that a real life WITCH cast a spell on him and have her understand and accept it.

"Umm... I hope you have an open mind..." Dean said to her before turning back to his dad.

"How about you start while I go put something on that has a back to it."

John Winchester let out a laugh and nodded his head before helping Dean slowly out of the hospital bed. He took a moment to wait for the room to stop spinning and then shrugged off his fathers hands. After grabbing a "Belongings" bag resting in an other chair by the window, Dean padded to the Bathroom in his bare feet and shut the door behind him.

"He... He just stood up and walked..." Jenn said in shock. All of this was wrong. The man was brain dead… was in a hospital bed for more then a MONTH! And just wakes up like the terrible thing that happened to him only happened yesterday. His muscles should have been nonexistent. He shouldn't' have been able to just walk like that! People that eventually DO wake up from Coma's are in Physical Therapy for weeks to regain everything that she had just seen Dean do in the past 5 minutes.

"Yep he did." John said with a sigh.

"But... I don't understand..."

"I don't figure you would. What's your name Hun...?"

"Jenn... I... I have been watching over Sam and Jo... I mean... Dean?" She questioned looking the older man in the eyes confused.

"Yea... That's Dean... " John said pointing his head in the direction of the bathroom. "The other man that was here is his Younger Brother Sam."

"Sam..." She whispered looking down at her hands. "Why did he lie about his name?"

"I'm sure he had his reasons... Though I'm guessing because Dean is legally "Dead". You'll have to ask him that when he comes out." The older man stood up and clicked on a light in the room. It had been getting darker and darker outside and now he was starting to not be able to see the young girls face.

"S... Sam... said they were cousins. So... You are their father?"

"Yep." John said simply. His attention was taken away slightly when he heard a shower turned on in the bathroom Dean was occupying.

"Do you know what happened to him to put him in that state?"

"What did Sam tell you?"

"That... That they were mugged and the mugger slammed D...Deans head into a brick wall."

"Well... I'm sure the Mugged part is wrong but again you'll have to ask Dean that."

"Where is Sam?"

"That's a good question... I have a feeling he is going after what did this to his brother... which if its true... He should find him fast."

"He left a letter. I think it's for Dean." Her still shaking fingers reached into her bag and pulled out the Envelope labeled "Jerk" and tried to hand it over to John.

"Naw sweetie... Give it to Dean when he comes out..."

"Ok..."

Their mini conversation was cut off when the sound of the shower turning off echoed through the room.

"Well i'm going to... Umm... I'll go up to the desk and... I should... I'll speak to a doctor. Tell Dean... Tell him I'll come back... When i'm all done."

The older man stood up from the chair he was sitting in and turned to walk out, stopping only briefly to add. "And tell him to find the necklace."

Jenn was highly confused by what this man just said but nodded dumbly and watched him walk with long strides out of the hospital room.

Not two minutes later, before she could even regain her thoughts, the bathroom door opened up and Dean stepped out in the same clothes he came into the hospital in.

He was grateful that the hospital had washed them... for he was sure they were covered with blood at some point.

"That's better..." He said while sitting down in a nearby chair and tied the laces on his shoes.

Jenn looked him up and down... If she weren't freaked out by the strange events she just witnessed the word "Damn" would have escaped her lips. All he had on were his Slightly baggie Jeans... a Gray T-shirt and a navy blue jacket but the WAY he wore it would have made any female stop to look.

She stopped herself from letting her mouth hang loosely at the sight of him and looked down at the letter in her hand instead.

Once Dean was done Tying his Shoes he sat up and Gave out a little yawn. It was then that he noticed something was missing.

Jenn watched him scan the room and then develop an unamused expression. Dean shook his head slightly and went back to sifting through the bag in his hand.

"He left huh..."

It wasn't a question and Jenn nodded even through the man wasn't looking at her.

"He said for me to tell you He'll come back when he's all done. He said something about getting a doctor. Oh... and for you to find the necklace?"

Dean let out a laugh that started the young nurse.

"Nice... Made that up all on his own huh? I shoulda known he was going to do that."

Jenn didn't know what to say and just watched him keep fumbling through the bag.

"Where in the hell is my cell phone!"

"I dunno..." she said stupidly. How would she have known? "Maybe it got broken."

Dean let out an aggrivated groan and looked back up at her.

"Whats your name again?" His voice was softer now.

"Jennifer."

"Jennifer... How long was I down?"

Finally she looked up and met his eyes. They were beautiful eyes too she thought.

"Umm... Tomorrow will be a month and 3 weeks."

"Seriously?" His face contorted with a bit of shock and a bit of aggravation.

" Yea... Um... Here" She stood up and walked over to hand him the envelope... not knowing what else to really say.

Dean looked at the word on the front of the letter and looked up at her saying "thank you". She nodded and turned to sit back down.

God he smelled good! The shower gave him a clean fresh smell and it didn't go unnoticed.

'I'm terrible!' she thought!

After Dean read the note he looked up to look out the door and sighed

"He's going after her... I have to find him."

"After who?" Jenn couldn't control the on going questions. Things were just way too confusing right now and she was trying to get some sort of grasp on it all.

Dean looked at her silently with an emotionless expression. The stare down made Jenn slightly uncomfortable under his gaze.

"My Brother..." He answered finally and then worked on the task of gathering his things.

"Oh..."

Jenn watched as the man in front of her slid they keys out of the envelope and eyed the keychain attached to them.

"Do you know where the Hill Town motel is?"

"Umm... Just down the street. Not too far."

"Good" Dean said while gathering all his stuff and stood up from the chair he was sitting in.

He paused for a moment staring at the door before turning to her.

"Thanks..." He said to her in a soft tone. Jenn stared up at him and nodded silently. She wasn't sure if he knew she had taken care of him all that time or what. But even if he didn't... the word was sincere and it was all she woudl have ever needed if anything for the hours spent with him. The fact that this man was standing talking to her was thanks enough. The man was brain dead... she still didn't understand all of that and how this was possible but she had learned working in this hospital that questioning a miracle gets you know where.

Jenn was pulled from her inner ramblings when Dean started walking towards the door. Suddenly the young nurse jumped up and shouted "WAIT!"

Dean stopped quick and turned to her, obviously stunned at her outburst.

"What?"

"You cant just walk out of here..." Jenn informed him.

"Look sweetheart... No offence but I'm not going to walk up to the desk and ask for my bill..."

"No no thats not what I mean... You've been in a Coma here for like two months. People that work here know of you... They know you're brain dead... They know your face! Are you seeing what i'm saying!" Her voice sounded nervous.

"Yea i get you... I walk out of this room and people are going to faint... lovely." Dean set his stuff down and put his hands in his Jacket pockets. "So how do I sneak out then?"

Jenn was so glad he was listening to her on this matter. She knew it would be more then just fainting. They'd find some way to get him to stay... run tests... treat him like a research project. She'd have none of that.

"There's a stairwell before the reception desk but its down a hallway. I'll go with you."

"Fine... but lets get going here... I need to go get my car and my brother before something happens to either of them."

Jenn coudln't help but give a small smile at what he said.

"Your car?"

"Yea... My baby." Dean said finally letting himself smile. Jenn coudlnt' help but think of how awesome his smile was. He definitly should do it more often. "My brother left it at the hotel. It better not have been towed!"

"Alright then... well lets go."

Jenn popped her head out of the room and eyes the hallways. It was late at night so things were slower then normal but there was still some activity down at the nurses station... and thats the area she wanted to avoid at all costs.

"Ok..." she whispered back to Dean and started to walk out of the room with the man in tow.

They got about 10 feet down the hallway when she suddenly heard her name from behind her.

Both Dean and Jenn froze... she had to think fast.

"Sir the bathroom is right down the hall to the left!" her voice was louder then normal as she turned to Dean and gave a quick smile before patting him on the chest so the person calling her name behind her didn't see the action and then averted her eyes to lookd down the hall.

"Jenn... I got the results back on Sam... I figured i'd come up and give them to you so you could go home and get some rest."

Dr. Koff was all of 5 feet from Dean but he had never turned around. He knew better. He gave her a quick "Thank you Ma'am" and walked away from her, admiring her sly thinking at the last minute. He kept his head down as he continued to walk down the hall to that "Left" he was told about.

"Thanks... I was waiting for them. Any change?" Jenn said trying to give Dr. Koff her attention.

Dr. Koff went to open the folder in her hands and as she sifted through the results papers Jenn risked a glance behind her to make sure Dean was gone. When she saw an empty hallway behind her she coudln't help by frown a little and turned back to the doctor.

"I wish i could give you better news hun... But everything looked the same. There was nothing." The doctor reached over with her empty hand and placed it comfortingly on Jenn's shoulder. "Now please... Get some sleep ok? It's been amazing how you've stuck with him... but he doen't know you are there. Please take care of yourself Jenn..."

Jenn looked down at her shoes trying to avoid making the proper reaction to the news she knew was wrong. She had never been good at acting and suddenly in the past ten minutes she had to become oscar worthy.

"Ok..." She whispered and felt the hand come off her shoulder.

"Sorry sweetie..." And then the doctor walked away.

Jenn looked up and watched her go down the hallway and disappeared at a corner. Then she spun on her feet and let herself run down the opposite direction towards the back stairwell door.

Nothing... He was gone.

'Damn it' she thought... she had so many questions and still in some way felt responsible and connected to him somehow.

Jenn sat down on the dusty top step and put her head in her hands.

Had she just imagined all of that? Seriously... Could that have just happened? All that time in a coma and suddenly he wakes up? And how! What was going on.

She stood up fast. Ideas ran through her head. She put one foot up a step towards the door. Should she go back and check to see if the bed was really empty? Or should she trust her eyes and go after him?

"Ah hell!" She yelled out as her feet moved. Her decision was made as she ran down the back stairs and out to the parking lot. "Hill Town Motel..." and said outloud as her feet carried her across the pavement.

Hey all.. I hope this didn't seem rushed. Theres still a fair amount

Stony Angel: Yep He came back... but it was short lived now wasn't it? muaha

sinful delight: Sorry for the Cliffhanger! I've been known for that LOL Couldn't help it though! it was the perfect place to leave it!

Mistro and Daquiri: Na it wasn't Sam! I know you wanted Sam to be there but... Theres still some time before the boys are back together. Tracy is a bit misunderstood but i think you might start liking her later on in the story... Have you noticed a little something about the two girls? Doesn't Tracy seem a little... Dean-ish? hmmmm

Special thank you's to everyone else that replied! KatieMalfoy19, benluver22, Ghostwriter, and Nate and Jake! i appreciate your time and words! Also to all the people reading that are the silent type... I hope you are enjoying it so far!

And come on guys... I coudln't leave Dean out of the equation for long!