A/N1: Hi, everyone. I know it has been a while, but it seems that my muse deserted me and I miss her greatly. But after some kind words from Morgana07 and some time to think about it, I have decided, that if this is my last story, I want to at least finish it up, and not leave you guys and gals hanging. I so wanted to get this done before Christmas, but I came down with bronchitis over the weekend. I'm doped up on Robitussin and I have the voice of a prepubescent boy with bonus squeak. LOL. But I'm made of strong stuff, so here's a new chapter.

A/N2: There is an appearance by Lisa, but I should warn, that it is not a 'kind' one. She comes off a little bitchy. Just wanted to give you fans of Lisa a heads up.

Enjoy.

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Sam gives Chuck a weak smile, "What are you doing here?"

Chuck smiles warmly at Sam, "I could ask you the same question, Sam."

Sam whispers, "I had to put Lucifer back in his cage."

By now, Lucifer and Michael have gotten back to their feet and are walking over to Chuck, Adam and Sam.

Lucifer sneers at Chuck, "Nobody invited you to this party."

Chuck glances at him and coldly asks, "Why are they still here?"

Lucifer chuckles, "I had nothing else to do for a billion years, so I made a change in the spell. I wanted playmates."

Adam looks from Chuck to Lucifer, then asks Sam, "What are they talking about?"

Sam nods, "Good question. Chuck, what spell?"

Chuck with a look of great disgust directed at a smiling Lucifer, calmly says, "When you and Adam 'arrived' in the cage, your bodies and the essence of the archangels were forced apart. Which I see is what happened, but your bodies were supposed to be sent back to Earth unharmed, leaving Lucifer and Micheal here in their true forms, that didn't happen." He looks with even greater disgust at Michael!John.

Lucifer chuckles, "Like I said, I changed the spell. I knew that I would eventually get out, but I wasn't stupid enough to believe that I wouldn't be sent back, so I changed the 'vessel' escape clause of the spell, by taking it out." He laughs.

Chuck coldly asks, "And the 'true form' clause?"

Lucifer snorts, "That was changed automatically when I changed the escape part. It seems that instead of taking our true form, we took the second to last one instead. Whatever."

Chuck shakes his head, "Sam, Adam, I am so sorry. I never thought to check on you and make sure that things ended as they should. I just happened to check on Dean and saw that he was alone and wondered why?"

Sam grabs Chuck's hand, "You saw Dean? He's ok?"

Michael sneers, "One track mind."

Lucifer rolls his eyes, nodding in agreement with his brother.

Chuck ignores both of them and holding Sam's hand in both of his, says gently, "Dean is fine. He is just missing you."

Michael rolls his eyes, "Same old, same old." Lucifer laughs.

Chuck, lets Sam's hand go, and glares at both of them, "This is over. I'm putting these two boys back where they belong and I am putting those two vessels back where they belong."

Michael laughs and steps closer to Chuck, "Right. Try it."

When Michael gets within arm's reach of him, Chuck places the pointer and middle fingers of his right hand on Micheal!John's forehead. A blast of white light surrounds the archangel's vessel, then backs away from the vessel to form Michael's true form. He is a tall and handsome man with blond hair and piercing blue eyes, that are glaring at Chuck.

John Winchester blinks, looks at his surroundings and the men around him. He recognizes Sam, Mary's cousin. He looks at the walls with the shackles and he wonders where the door is.

He edges closer to Sam and asks, "How did we get here?"

Sam smiles at him and gently says, "That is not important."

Chuck puts out a hand and cheerfully says, "Hello, my name is Chuck and if you could be anywhere, where would you be?"

John laughs and shakes Chuck's hand, "That is a strange question, Chuck. But I definitely don't want to be here."

Then, as if he remembered the last place he was, he looks with panic at Sam, "Where's Mary?"

Sam gently says, "She and the baby are fine."

John blinks, "Baby? Mary's pregnant? She told you and didn't tell me?"

Chuck takes one of John's hands in both of his and says calmly, "John, breathe. Just answer my question. Where would you like to be?"

John looks at Chuck with wide eyes, "With Mary and our baby of course."

Chuck smiles, "Done." He places two fingers on John's forehead, white light surrounds him and he disappears in a matter of seconds.

Michael rolls his eyes and glances at Lucifer!Nick, "Did you notice how Sam got Dean back into the conversation?"

Lucifer!Nick laughs, "One track mind."

Chuck strides over to Lucifer!Nick and places his fingers on the vessel's forehead. The white light forms around the vessel and brings out Lucifer's true form. A tall and handsome man, with red hair and brown eyes, that glare at Chuck.

Nick backs away from the group of men.

Chuck gently approaches him and says, "It is okay, Nick. Where would you like to be?"

Nick wraps his arms around himself and whispers, "Sarah and our child."

Chuck nods, "Done". He places his fingers on Nick's forehead and the white light takes Nick away.

Chuck walks over to Adam and before he can ask the question, Adam says, "With my Mom."

Chuck smiles and says, "Done." He sends Adam to his mother.

Lucifer says coldly, "At least, leave us Sam."

Chuck glares at the archangels, "Sam has been here long enough. The only ones that are supposed to suffer in this 'cage' are the two of you."

He walks over to Sam and smiles, "Do I need to ask the question?"

Sam smiles, "No, I want to go to Cicero,Indiana."

Michael and Lucifer snicker as Chuck looks at Sam confused.

But Chuck nods and says, "Done." Chuck sends Sam to Indiana.

With one last look of disgust at Michael and Lucifer, Chuck himself, leaves the cage in a white light.

Sam stands across the street from Lisa's house. He looks across the street to the other corner and sees the streetlight that blew out, thanks to Castiel. Sam shudders when he thinks about standing there (soulless) and then walking away from Dean. Sam looks at the dark houses on the block and realizes that it is way too late to be 'visiting'. He looks at his watch, and sees that it is 4:05 in the morning.

He doesn't care. He needs to see with his own eyes that his brother is alive. With that thought, he crosses the street. He wonders why the Impala isn't parked outside and rings the doorbell.

When that doesn't get him a quick enough response, Sam starts banging on the door with his fist.

Finally, the door is opened by...Lisa.

Sam glances at her and tries to look inside the house for Dean.

Lisa says coldly, "Sam, back from the dead, again?"

Sam nods absently, still looking for a trace of his brother inside the house, "Is Dean here?"

Lisa laughs coldly, "No, Dean is not here."

Sam looks at her for the first time and asks, "He's at work?"

Lisa sneers at Sam, "Dean is NOT here, Sam."

Sam asks, "Why?"

Lisa continues in a cold voice, "Because I told him to either stop drinking or to leave. I didn't want a drunk around Ben. He couldn't or wouldn't stop drinking, so he left."

Sam, now understanding the confused look on Chuck's face and realizing his mistake, says quietly, "Do you know where he is?"

Lisa slams the door in his face without saying another word.

Sam says to the door, "Guess not."

He turns from the door and looks out to the street. Chuck said that Dean was ok, so all Sam needs to do is find Dean.

Sam walks away from Lisa's house. He walks for ten minutes until he feels that he has put enough distance between himself and her house. He needs a car.

He finds an all-night bar and grill with a parking lot. In a matter of minutes, Sam has a car.

He drives to Sioux Falls, South Dakota. When all else fails, go to Bobby.

Sam stops at a shopping center in Illinois, and switches the plates on the car.

Sam is amazed to find that he still has his wallet in his pocket.

He gets gas and some snacks. He picks up a newspaper.

When he gets back into the car, he looks at the paper and notices the date is September 18, 2010.

He has only been 'gone' for four months.

Sam blinks away tears, when he realizes that it is the same day that Dean came back from Hell. Wiping his eyes, he thinks to himself, that he so needs to see his big brother alive and well.

Sam stops in Cedar Rapids, Iowa. It is almost eleven o'clock. He is tired from driving six plus hours straight.

He pulls into a motel and gets a room. He closes the blinds tight and sets the alarm clock for 2pm.

Sam lies down and falls asleep right away.

He wakes up before the alarm goes off. He takes a quick shower. With no duffel, he puts the same clothes on.

Sam goes to the diner down the block for an early dinner. Then he gets into the car to continue to Bobby's.

Sam drives into Bobby's driveway around ten that night.

As Sam drives closer to the house, he realizes that the last time he 'saw' Bobby, Lucifer was snapping his neck.

Sam pulls up in front of the house and wonders if there is even a 'Bobby' here. Sam also wonders, not for the first time, why his wallet was still in his pocket and yet his cellphone was gone. Taking a deep breath and hoping that he didn't make this trip for nothing, he gets out of the car. Sam hopes that some of the things that he saw in Lucifer's 'scenerio' are true and that Castiel had indeed bought Bobby back to life.

Sam walks slowly up to the door and knocks.

The door opens to reveal a very alive and pissed off Bobby Singer, holding a silver knife.

In a cold voice, he says, "Whatever the fuck you are, get back in your piece of shit car and go back to hell."

Sam whispers, "It's me, Bobby. Here, cut me," as he holds out his arm.

Bobby watches Sam closely as he makes a shallow cut on his arm. Not a shapeshifter.

Bobby backs into the house and Sam walks in, crossing the salt line and the devil's trap painted on the ceiling, with no problem. Not a demon.

Bobby stands there and looks at Sam, "Sam?"

Sam nods and walks to Bobby, as the older man holds out his arms in welcome. Sam holds on to Bobby tightly, as Bobby holds Sam in a bear hug.

After a while, the men pull away from each other. Sam wipes his eyes and asks, "Where's Dean?"

Bobby snorts, "Your idjit brother is out there hunting by his fool self. He stayed with Lisa for a month or so, then she got tired of his drinking and tossed his ass out. I dread everytime the phone rings. I pray that it's not Rufus telling me that he heard that Dean got killed by one fugly or another."

Sam whispers, "Bobby, call him, tell him to come here, now."

Bobby shakes his head, "Sam, I call him all the time and practically order him to get his ass here, sometimes he doesn't even answer the phone, I just leave a message that he probably deletes without listening to."

Sam softly says, "Tell him that it is an emergency. I would call him, but he wouldn't believe it was me."

Bobby sighs, "Sam, you look beat, go lay down and I will think of something to get your idjit brother here. Maybe I will even tell him the truth, because nothing will get him here faster than knowing that his 'dead' brother is alive again."

Sam weakly smiles, "Right, then I have to try to avoid being killed."

Bobby laughs and gives Sam's shoulder a squeeze, "Go get some sleep, I promise I won't let Dean kill you."

Sam smiles, "Thanks, Bobby." He goes up the stairs to the bedroom that he and Dean share.

Sam takes off his boots and gets into the bed.

As he lays there waiting for sleep to claim him, he sends a prayer of thanks to Chuck. Sam falls asleep.

Sam wakes up to the sound of angry voices. One of them, he recognizes as Dean's. Sam throws the bedcovers off of him and runs from the bedroom. He runs down the stairs and stops at the bottom step.

Dean sees someone out the corner of his eye, coming down the stairs. He faces the steps and sees Sam.

Bobby snorts, "I told you. Now don't do anything stupid. I already tested him. It's Sam, Dean. I don't know how, I'm sure that after a good night's sleep, he will tell us, but for now, just accept that Sam is back."

Sam tries to stop the tears that fall down his face, as he watches his brother process what he sees. Sam watches, silently, as various emotions pass over his brother's face. Hate, anger, despair, hope, then Sam sees the love in his brother's green eyes and Sam whispers, "Dean."

Dean, tears falling from his own eyes, smiles, "Come here, Sammy."

Sam runs into his brother's arms and holds on tightly to his shirt. Dean grabs handfuls of Sam's shirt as well.

Bobby wipes his own eyes, "My work here is done, night boys." He hears two "Night Bobby"s, as he goes up the stairs.

Sam feels something (familiar) poking him in his chest. He reluctantly lets go of Dean and sees that Dean is once again wearing his amulet.

Sam looks at Dean with wide eyes, Dean smiles at him shyly and says, "I found it in your duffel."

Sam says the first thing that comes into his head, "You went through my duffel?"

Dean laughs warmly, "Yes, bitch, I went through your shit. Sue me."

Sam smiles, "Whatever, jerk." He stops smiling and whispers, "I understood why you threw it away, but I also knew that one day, you would want it back. Guess I was right."

Dean rolls his eyes, "I realized that I was a fucking idiot to throw it away in the first place and that the angels were playing with us all along."

Sam snorts, "Everybody was fucking with us. They wanted us apart and we fell for their bullshit."

Dean nods, "Yep, we always seem to forget that shit happens when we are apart."

Dean takes a good look at his baby brother and sees that Sam is just barely staying awake. He gives Sam's arm a squeeze, "Sammy, back to bed, you can tell Bobby and I all about your adventures in the morning."

Sam smiles, "Ok." He goes back up the stairs.

Dean follows Sam into their bedroom. Sam gets into his bed and lays there facing Dean.

Dean gets into his bed and smiles at Sam, "Night Sammy."

Sam smiles back, "Night Dean."

They fall asleep.

TBC...

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A/N3: I have one more chapter, that takes care of some season six issues then this will be completed.

A/N4: I want to thank Google, for providing me with a timeline for Sam's drive from Indiana to South Dakota. As we all know, the Impala goes from one state to another at warp speed (LOL) and I wanted to make Sam's trip a little more realistic.

A/N5: Agnes (my Muse) is back. WooHoo. \o/ I thought that she had deserted me, but according to her, we were 'taking a break'. Too many Friends reruns for Agnes. LOL. I got her some French Vanilla ice cream and she gave me a smile and a hug. All is good, once again.

A/N6: So a belated Merry Christmas and a Happy and Healthy New Year to everybody. This is Deanna saying, see you all in 2013. :)