Summary: After the last hunt Dean was hurt and now has amnesia. To make thing worse a demon is after the Winchester boys (especially Sam)

Disclaimer: I clearly don't own Supernatural, Dean ,Sam, John or anything related to the TV series . They belong to Eric Kripke and CW Network. There won't be any profit made out of this. I simply had a bit of fun with the two adorable boys and their old man…

First of all thanks for those wonderful reviews for the first chapter. They encouraged me to write it further. Hope you guys stick around with this story to the end.

Happy reading!!

Chapter 2

They spent the past week mainly talking about each other. Sam filled Dean mostly with the stories that were cheerful and most of them had been from their childhood and Dean's pranks when they were on the road. He told about himself and about Dean's tastes. Dean listened to him interested and seemed to absorb every thing that he was saying. Sam sighed remembering how he used to listen to Dean as a kid with the same interest. Seeing Dean that way was kind of painful. Dean asked him whether he was ok and Sam said that he just missed those happy times. But Sam hid many things including hunting. Sam plainly said that their mom died in a fire and dad was missing which made Dean anxious to get more information. But Sam said he would tell him more when they were out of the hospital. Sam didn't want to rush into things with Dean right now. Some things can wait. But Sam wondered how he's gonna break all that he kept with himself to Dean without getting him excited and causing misunderstandings between them.

Dean may have forgotten his memories but some things never change. He hit any hot looking nurse, came up with witty remarks and stubborn as much as he was. Sam wondered whether this was Dean recovering from the memory loss or he had adapted the qualities from the description he gave about what made Dean, Dean Winchester.

Dean's stubbornness became a pain in the ass when he refused to be wheeled outside the hospital after his discharge. They had to argued for it and in the end Dean was forced to the wheel chair threatening him that doctors might not discharge him if he try to walk outside. Dean wasn't pleased. Since this version of Dean didn't like hospitals (don't we all) too, several minutes later a reluctant Dean with a matching scowl was wheeled out. But thankfully it didn't last that long as Audrey, Dean's day time nurse was there with them.

Sam signed the papers and collected Dean's medication. Dr. Turner warned him that Dean will have massive headaches, nauseas, dizziness, confusions and anxiety due to the head trauma. Finally Dr. Turner asked him to be patient with Dean which annoyed Sam.

Sam thanked the doctor and the nurses who took care of Dean. He headed to the where Dean and Audrey were. Dean looked a bit off and his eyes were glazed over. Audrey's hands were on Dean's shoulders. Dean's brow was furrowing as if he was in deep thought. Audrey drew her hands from Dean and smiled at Sam as he approached them. Sam placed his hand on Dean's shoulder and Dean startled worrying him. Sam bent down so that Dean and he were in the same eye level. Sam searched his brother's face trying to find the cause of his change and Dean stared back at him.

" Dean …you ok?"

" A little headache, why are you staring ?"

Sam shrugged. " You were zone out man" He took the wheel chair from Audrey offering her a smile which she returned. "Oh" was all Dean said.

" Ready bro? Buckle your seat belt cuz we are in for a bumpy ride." Dean smirked. They slowly made their way to the Impala. Sam noticed Dean gripping the arm of the chair tightly when he saw the car.

" Dude… that can't be our car?" Sam smiled at Dean's excited voice. " It's yours" Sam corrected. Dean would kill himself if he ever says Sam owned the Impala. "Actually your baby." Sam chuckled at the nickname. " This is the 1967 Chevy Impala you own"

"Ah…Bless that speech" Dean said looking extremely pleased with himself. " She's a beauty!!" Dean let out a low whistle. Sam looked at his brother amused. " You love the car dude" Sam assured him chuckling.

" So I get to drive right?" Dean looked at Sam longing. Sam looked a bit taken back.

" Eh…Dean…man. May be later" Dean narrowed his eyes. " If you don't mind…I mean you were just out of the hospital" Sam started ranting wondering what do next. Dean snorted. " Something tell me that I don't let you drive a lot ." Sam grinned sheepishly feeling a bit relieved. " Yeah that's sound more like you" Dean nodded absentmindedly.

" You behave yourself and don't give Sam a hard time." Audrey patted Dean's hand lightly. " Oh…like I don't Audrey." Dean tried to pretend that he was indignant but winked at her flashing one his charming chick-magnet smiles. Sam shook his head exasperatedly. " Hey thank for every thing. Including the sponge bathes" Audrey flushed furiously. Sam shook her hand with gratitude showing in his expressive eyes.

" Thanks for taking care of him"

" Take a good care of your brother Sam. I hope he'll remember soon" Sam nodded.

"Yeah me too"

Sam tried to help Dean into the passenger seat but Dean glared at him. Sam smirked and let Dean get settled down by himself. Sam drove off from the hospital feeling a bit relieved than he had felt before.

Audrey Stanley watched the boys drove off but no one saw her eyes changing into pitch black pools. Audrey smiled slightly at the disappearing Impala before heading back to the hospital.

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Dean went through his tape collection and getting to know that Sam was right about his music tastes after all. First few days Dean felt slightly uncomfortable around the younger man but he little by little he was ok with him. Dean recalled some of the memories of Sam not that he remembered them really well. Dean remembered some of the things Sam said and some of their conversation. He tried hard to remember what those situations were but he couldn't. All those little memories were small flashes and in the end Dean felt dizzy and always suffered with killing headaches. But they were enough for Dean to feel some of his way back to Sam. He started to trust him and felt comfortable at his presence. He felt extremely protective towards the younger man which surprised Dean a little bit. Little brothers are known to be brats or their case was different. It first kicked strongly on the second day he woke up more coherent than usual.

Dean woke up feeling tired. He felt something warm near his hand and Dean peered to see what it was. He saw Sam's sleeping form. Sam had rested his head in his hands and was sleeping on the bed. Dean felt his heart swell. This is supposed to be his little brother and something inside him ordered to protect him. Make him go home, get a shower, sleep and have some food inside the kid. Dean felt weird for a moment gazing at the younger boy who was seemed to be in a restless sleep. Dean slowly raised his hand and brushed some of the long hair out of Sam's eyes. Sam stirred. Dean took his hand away immediately and winced at the sudden pain when he tried to. Sam's eyes fluttered open and seconds later two sleepy eyes were starring at him.

" Dea…n?" Sam slurred sleepily.

" Dude…why don't you go home and have some sleep? You look shit" Dean said feeling slightly uncomfortable at the look of the youngest Winchester. There were large black rings under his eyes and Sam looked utterly exhausted. Dean was worried about Sam.

" Mmm…" Sam muttered and his eyes were closed.

"Bitch" Dean was extremely surprised when the word escaped his mouth. Dean wondered where the hell that came when he heard the sleepy Sam saying "Jeeeeeeeerk" and falling back to the sleep.

" Hey earth to Dean." Sam waved his long hand in front of Dean and he was startled by the sudden change.

" Keep your eyes at the road dude." Dean scolded lightly.

" Any space for me in there?" Sam asked pointing his finger to Dean's head. Dean ignored him. " So these are mine?" Dean asked more from himself than his brother. Sam looked at him exasperated.

" Dude…like I listen to them" But Sam didn't mind them now. Dean seemed to have rubbed some of them on him but he is not going to admit that openly. Dean grabbed one of the tapes and ACDC was blasting inside.

" Hey driver picks the music" Dean raised an eye brow at Sam. Sam smiled at him. " For someone who have a headache you sure listen it allowed." Sam commented. Dean just grinned.

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Sam parked the car in front of a diner. Dean looked puzzled at him. "Hungry?" Sam asked knowing that Dean was hungry most of the time. " Hell yeah" Dean grinned and got out of the car. Few minutes later they were wolfing down their dinner. When they were finished and back in the Impala, Dean looked at Sam excited. "So next stop is at home" Those simple words made Sam's heart sank knowing that after he says about every thing he kept back, Dean's gonna be seriously pissed with him.

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I hope you liked the chapter. Next one will be a bit angsty cuz Sam gonna say everything about hunting to Dean. Please drop a review. Your comments and ideas are most welcomed. Thanks for reading.