Okay you guys, something in my computer was all wrong as I posted the latest chapter, because it wasn't all of it! XD So now you kind of get the second part of chapter 4, and chapter 5 :p

And by the way, I HATED the new supernatural episode. I was hoping Dean could spill something about hell, so I could put it in my story ^^ But all the episode did was ruining my story! xD So pretend you haven't seen it, okay?

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"I'm sorry for the… Cursing and stuff" Dean said, he wasn't that sorry; the kid was most likely to grow up and curse herself someday anyway.

"That's okay, the reason she is reacting to it is because…" James took a pause. "Me and my wife had a massive fight for about 6 months ago and Summer overheard"

"I'm sorry" Sam said.

"It's okay, we're okay now. But things were looking ugly for some time there and ever since then, Summer has been trying to be cupid's little helper, that's why she is all up in your business" James told her and Sam and Dean nodded.

"Weird kid" Dean whispered and Sam sighed. His brother could be a really, really big jerk sometimes.

"How would you have felt?" Sam asked him.

Dean didn't answer, he had seen a demon standing over his brother when he was a kid, he had figured out his brother had psychic powers, he had lost his father, he had been out hunting God knows what for years, he had been to hell. But he wasn't annoying everyone around him. Except for Sam and Ruby… And sometimes Bobby, but that was beside the point! So Dean just shook his head.

"You can take that off now" Sam said and pointed at Dean's belt. Dean did as he said, there was a moment of silence before Dean spoke.

"Are we there yet?"

"Stop acting like such a kid, we're there in about an hour, maybe a little more" Sam said, getting annoyed by Dean. He knew he didn't like planes. But Sam didn't like clowns, but still they had to go the carnival, when they were suspecting something there.

"Fine" Dean said as he was about to stand up, but Sam grabbed his arm.

"Where are you going?"

"Bathroom"

Sam looked at him in disbelief and Dean sighed annoyingly.

"I'm really going to the bathroom this time!" He pulled his arm away from Sam's tight grip and Sam watched him as he walked by the seats and into the bathroom. Just to be sure he wasn't having another panic attack about… God knows what. And Sam wouldn't be able to know since Dean wouldn't talk to him about it!

Dean looked into the small mirror in the plane's bathroom, the bathroom was noisy and small and not very comfortable. He grabbed up his shirt to revile the mark that was on his arm. Some scars just won't fade away. He thought to himself as he stroked one of his hands through his short hair and taking a deep breath.

Dean pushed on the "flush" button and walked out of the bathroom, meeting the blonde stewardess and she smiled at him, he made a small smile back, but decided to just get back to his seat, not in the mood for talking right now. Sam didn't say anything as he returned, but someone else did.

"Where were you?" Dean's eyes shut clothes and his hands were once again tightened into a fist. Sam had to laugh as he saw it.

"I was in the bathroom Summer" He said and turned towards the girl, now James was sleeping again, why couldn't both of them sleep in the same time, like, like NORMAL people?

"Oh, how is it?"

Dean turned to look at Sam and give him a look as he mouthed "dude?" To him, Sam started laughing again.

"It was small" He answered. She nodded satisfied. Okay, Sam had to agree with Dean, Summer was one of the strangest kid's he'd ever met.

"Sam? Is that short for anything? Like Samantha?" Summer asked and now Dean was the one who broke out in laughter.

"Actually it is Summer!" Dean said and kept on laughing.

"No Summer, don't listen to him, it's just Sam! And Samantha is a girl's name"

"I know, but my brother's name is Jamie, and that's my best friend's name too, and she's a girl!" Summer was clearly not ashamed to talk about her social life, private life, or anything else for that matter.

Dean just looked at Sam and his eyes were filling up because of the sudden laughter explosion.

"I take back all I've said, I like her!" Dean said.

"Whatever… Hey, stop it! It's not that funny!" Sam said, as he hit Dean in his arm.

"Ouch!" Dean said and hit Sam back. "What the fuck are you doing?"

Sam hit Dean again. "Stop laughing at me you jerk!"

"Well stop hitting me bitch!" Dean said as he grabbed a hold of Sam's wrists and looked him straight in the eyes. And Sam could feel a tension building up inside of his chest, like his heart was suddenly beating faster, and his breathings increased along with Deans. They didn't say anything, they just kind of looked at each other. In a way they hadn't been able to since the day Sam had seen Dean standing in the doorway the day he returned from hell. Without Sam being able to control it, his face was closing up against Dean's.

"Wooooow!" Summer suddenly said and Dean quickly let go of Sam's wrists and he looked from Sam, to the floor, to Summer, to the pretty lights in the ceiling. How could James sleep through all this noise?

Summer just giggled in a cute childish way and Sam didn't comment it or say: "What?" Because he knew what Summer would reply and he did not want to hear it!

"He was… Hitting me" Dean said in his defense without looking at Summer or Dean.

"I know"

"He was laughing at me" Sam said.

"I know, but it was still like the Aladdin moment"

Sam wasn't sure he wanted to know, but his curiosity won him over and he peeked at Summer.

"Which scene?"

"Don't ask, please" Dean begged him in a whisper, but it was far too late for that.

"The one where Aladdin is on the flying carpet outside Jasmine's balcony and they look each other straight into the eyes before the carpet flies up and they kiss!" Summer squealed happily.

"You just had to ask didn't you, dumbass!" Dean hissed in a low whisper and hit Sam once again in the arm. "Don't even try to hit back, because you deserved it!"

"We were not going to kiss Summer"

"If you say so!" She said, still smiling widely.

Dean couldn't take it anymore, this was the last thing he needed on his mind, some random little girl trying to convince him that he was in love with his baby brother?! Just because they'd had one, two, maybe three romantic like moments? Maybe it was four? NOT THE POINT!

"Look Summer, just because you were at the wrong place in the wrong time and you had to watch your dad and mom fighting over some random thing that happened months ago don't mean that…" Sum cut his brother off and looked him straight in the eyes.

"Stop it, right now!" Sam hissed and Dean stopped, he looked back at Summer. Her eyes were filling up with tears. What the hell had he done?

"Summer" He started, but the girl shook her head and ran quickly pass them and locked herself into the bathroom.

"Dean, how could you?" Sam asked, still pissed off.

"I-I don't know"

"Ever since you came back you've been a completely different person, it's like you…"

"Came back wrong" Dean finished off his sentence. Sam shook his head and tilted it back, trying not to look at Dean so pissed off.

"That was not what I was going to say"

Dean didn't answer. But his eyes were starting to fill up, and he quickly looked away from Sam and brushed his eyes with sleeve. Sam didn't know what to say, his brother didn't cry very often. At least not in front of him, and when he did it was something bad. All he could do was be quiet and place a comforting hand on Dean's shoulder, causing Dean to look back at him.

"It's okay Dean"

"I wish it was"

He heard a soft yawn from James. Danm it, he was waking up.

"Summer?" Was the first thing he said when he woke up, he quickly noticed that she wasn't there and he looked confusingly at Sam and Dean.

"Where?" Was all he asked.

"She's in the bathroom, I said some things and I upset her. I'm sorry" Dean said.

James didn't respond, he went towards the bathroom and knocked on the door. One of the stewardesses came also and talked to James, probably asking if he could get his daughter out of there. Dean and Sam watched as James got upset by something Summer had said to him through the door. Dean stood up and walked so fast towards the bathroom that Sam didn't even notice he was standing up before he could see him standing next to James. He quickly followed.

"Summer?" Dean said. "I'm really sorry"

No one answered.

"I shouldn't have said those things, come out of there"

Still no reply.

"Please"

They could hear the locks being turned around and Summer was standing in the doorway. Dean knelt down so he could be the same height as her. "I'm sorry kiddo"

She didn't answer, she just leant forward and wrapped her arms around his neck and hugged him. Dean didn't know what to do, but he patted her back, like she was Bobby or Sam, not a scared little girl. Summer didn't seem to mind though. She just sniffled and backed away from Dean and smiled at him. Dean looked up at Sam and Sam smiled down at both of them.

"It's okay Dean, my mommy told me 'you can't hurry love'"then she looked from Dean to Sam. And then she skipped back to her seat with a smile like she was little red riding hood. With a satisfied James following her.

"That was awkward" Dean said. Sam gave a small laugh.

"Come on… Jerk" Sam said with a smile as he took his hand on Dean's back and led him back to their own seats.