sorry it took so long for the next chapter.

Chapter 2: Confusion

Dean's POV

"Dean you sleepy head, get up!" Dean heard Sam yell from the bath room.

"Come on Sammy, I'm tired," Dean begged, but knew that Sammy wouldn't have it. He sighed and got out of bed only to see Sam staring, fear stuck at the bed that dean had just occupied.

"Dean!" Sam yelled.

"What, Sammy I'm right here," Dean said snapping his fingers in front of his brother's face. Failing to get his attention he attempted to punch him in stead. He phased through Sam as he swung and landed on the floor. Now Dean thought is the time to panic! He saw Sam run outside and dean decided he should follow him. Sam freaked out when they stopped at the parking lot, muttering something that sounded like "Dean's car is gone."

"Sam are you ok? The car's right there next to the mustang, how could you miss it?" But Sam was still not listening to him.

They walked back inside and Dean went to the bathroom to look in the mirror. He saw himself, but Sam couldn't. Ok Dean snap out of it. You're going crazy. Dean thought as he pinched himself. Maybe not… He walked out of the bathroom and grabbed his keys. He got in his car turned on the engine and listened to it purr. If anyone could figure out what was going on, Bobby could. That is, if he could still hear or see him.

Thankful that he could still touch his baby, he was about to pull out, but stopped himself when he saw Sam come back out. Sam pushed a button then a beep sounded next to him. Dean looked over and gaped at the mustang that Sam was walking to. Dean forced himself back to reality when Sam got out of the car and opened the trunk. Dean got out of his car and went to see what his brother was looking with awe. Then he saw it with all of its glory. All of the guns and weapons he could ever dream of.

Dean looked at his brother in confusion "What hunter did you kill for these?" Now Dean really wanted to find Bobby, and fast. He hopped back in his Impala and drove out of the parking lot, hoping that Bobby would still be able to at least hear him.

Sam's POV

"What do you mean I don't have a brother?" Sam asked, the fear inside him growing.

"You have no brother, that's what I mean," Bobby said.

"Who do think went with me on all those hunts then?"

"Your dad, who else?" Bobby was getting annoyed

"I'm on a hunt right now, and Dean was with me."

"Sam, your dad is with you on that hunt," Bobby said wearily. "and Dean doesn't exist."

"Dad's dead, we burned his body two years ago."

"Sam you need help, go see a doctor."

"Bye Bobby," Without giving the older man a chance to say anything, Sam hung up. Right then his phone rang and he looked at the caller ID. It said Dad on the display. He cautiously answered with a small "Hello?"

"Sam? I'm on my way so don't move. I found a new lead on the demon. Remember, stay hidden and don't leave the hotel room."

Not knowing why he answered the familiar voice of his father, he asked "Why?"

"What do you mean why, Sam? The demon is after you remember?"

Sam tried to cover up what he said and answered "OK, sorry."

"Umm well… I should be back in about two minutes. You think you can handle two more minutes?"

"Yeah I'm good."

"Ok bye."

"Bye."

Sam dropped the phone on the bed and knew that this had to be a dream. His dad definitely died two years ago to save Dean from dying, but why did this dream seem so real? Sam took a deep breath and tried to wake himself up (if it was a dream).

Finally deciding that it wasn't a dream, he started to cry. His dad was alive, but in exchange, he had to give up his brother. He heard the sound of a key entering the lock. The door knob turned and the door opened to reveal his long lost dad standing there to make sure that Sam was still alive.

"Sam! I see you're still in one piece." His dad said happily. "You haven't seen any sign of the demon have you?"

Sam, who was still in a daze, snapped back to reality and said, "No, not anything."

"OK good, cause I need you to tell me something."

"What?"

"Would this job be any easier if you had a brother?"

That question hit Sam like a bullet. What kind of question is that? Sam wondered. It's like he knows something that he's not telling me. Sam tossed the thought aside and said "Yes I think it would a lot easier."

"Interesting." John answered.

Sorry the chapter is so short again. I'll try to have some more soon.