Chapter 4 All You Need Is Love

Even though Benny said they would find out in the morning, he really didn't want to wait, especially if Bobby had possibly found a way to save the rest of Dean's memories. It was something he wanted done sooner rather than later. But, Dean thought about what he remembered and knew that pushing Bobby when he had kind of accepted the fact that Dean was a creature now and was mated to a Vampire, he didn't want to push the older hunter. Better safe than sorry was his thinking. Dean also felt though, that even if Bobby was pushed, he wouldn't be horribly upset with Dean. No telling about with Benny though.

Bobby was in the house searching for the information that he needed. He knew that there were instances between supernatural creatures that caused certain aspects to change. Especially if the two creatures were different. Mer were usually a bit harder to find information on, but Bobby wasn't going to let that stop him. He'd burn every contact he had if he needed to. Dean wasn't going to lose what little he had.

It took most of the night, but Bobby was able to find an instance where a person was changed to a mer and was taken in by a group of supernaturalists back in the '40s before she was mated to another mer. They didn't figure out until about half of her memories were gone what was going on, and the weren't able to retrieve the lost memories, however they could halt the progression of the loss. Bobby took it as the hail mary that it was. There could be worse things that having a few holes in memories with what they did. Getting people that Dean knew around him while Bobby put together the spellwork would also help to jog his memories and keep them fresh. A course, neither Sam nor John could answer their damn phones.

Bobby went ahead anyway. Without the two idjits there would be less people who could help anchor Dean's memories, but if he didn't try now, it would be to late to salvage anything of the boy they remembered. Bobby wasn't going to take a chance and loose the boy he thought of as a son.

Jim Murphy had been planning his coming weekend when he got a phone call. It wasn't on his regular line, but one that only rang on special occasions.

"This is Father Murphy" he answered, wondering which of the hunters he knew was calling.

"Jim? " came Bobby Singer's voice. "How soon can ya git to my place? I need yer help with Dean."

Jim's heart lodged in his throat, Dean Winchester, one of the few hunters that he wished he could have helped more. If Bobby was calling, it had to be important.

"If I leave now I can get there in about 6 hours." He responded. "What's going on?"

There was silence on the line. "I'd rather not say over the phone, but jist trust me, we need ya here before Dean isn't Dean anymore."

Jim immediately started searching for his duffel he usually kept packed with emergency clothes. "I'll be there in 4 hours." He said as he hung up.

Bobby stared at his phone. It was the first time Jim Murphy had hung up on him, but given the circumstances, he really couldn't blame the man. With Jim coming, and Caleb on the way, the few that Bobby could contact that knew Dean were meeting. The aging hunter sighed. It wasn't going to be easy, but they should be ready by the time midnight rolled around to do the ritual to keep Dean's remaining memories. Now he just had to break the news to the Vamp that was living with the boy that he had invited a bunch of hunters to the cabin.

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When Jim Murphy pulled into Singer Salvage, the first thing he spotted was the iconic Winchester impala. So at least Dean was there if nothing else. Walking into Bobby's place however, had him wondering what was going on. Bobby was frantically drawing sigils and symbols on the floor, while Caleb huffed in a corner glaring at the two on the sole couch in the room. Dean was sitting on a stranger's lap. Said stranger was broader than Dean and looked to be stronger, the way that he held Dean spoke of possessiveness. Jim wondered again what Dean had gotten himself into.

Dean looked up from where he was sitting "So are you someone else I should know?" He asked.

Jim felt a moment of terror run through him. If Dean couldn't remember him, what else was missing from his mind. And worse, what had caused it? He looked over at Caleb, whom continued to glare and then down at Bobby who seemed to finally have finished whatever he was drawing.

As he watched, the older hunter stood up and glanced around at all of them.

"Well let's git this show over with." He started. "Caleb I need you to stand at the north point, Jim you git over to the east point, Benny ya git the south and I'll git the west. Dean needs to be in the middle, and when I start the incantation ya all need to think as hard as you can about Dean and yer memories of him. We got one shot at this before Dean gits a complete mind wipe."

Jim raised an eyebrow, wanting to know what was going on. But by the looks of it, it was going to have to wait until after Dean's condition was stabilized. He took his position, watched as the others moved as well, Benny helping Dean into the middle before taking his spot.

Bobby motioned to the others and they closed their eyes as he started chanting. It seemed to go on forever, while they tried to concentrate about what they knew about Dean and their memories of him. Finally after what seemed like hours, Bobby quit chanting and they opened their eyes.

Dean was sitting in the center of the circle, rubbing his head like he had a headache. The minute Bobby gave the all clear, Benny rushed in and gathered Dean back up. Not liking that there were other hunters around that could hurt himself or his mate. Especially since Benny hadn't really been introduced to either Jim or Caleb. Jim watched as Dean huffed in amusement as they were re-situated on the couch. He felt it was time to get some answers.

"Not that it isn't nice to see everyone, but might I know what emergency caused Dean to have memory problems in the first place?" he asked.

Bobby and Dean shared a look before Bobby said "First off, Dean, did it work? Do ya have any more holes?"

Dean pondered for a second and shook his head. "Not that I can think of. A lot of the stuff that was getting foggy came back too, like who Pastor Jim and Caleb are. There's still some stuff missing though." He said.

Bobby looked relieved as he turned back to the other two. "Now that we got that taken care of, I need a freakin' drink. An then we can go over exactly what that ijit got himself into this time."