This chapter explains why three demons had the balls to try and kidnap dean under two hunter and an angels nose...silly demons.

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Deans feathery eyelashes fluttered and opened slowly, the sun sparkling through the raggy curtains hanging by the window as rays of light fell over the room like spot lights on stage, Dean arose from his slumber feeling slightly exhilarated like he's had a spark of life put in him. even the blue bird in the junk yard was in song. It was like a scene from a film and when Dean saw his surroundings, he saw he was home back at Bobbies he honestly couldn't be happier, after moving slightly on the bed to readjust he found another reason to love this world, it was Cas snuggled up to him like a baby holding tight to his human. Cas' head rested on his chest and on his heart, the place the angel had always belonged. Dean manovered himself around Cas' sleeping body careful not to wake him knowing Cas needed his sleep, besides he looked to peaceful and simply to god damn cute to wake, it wasn't till he got to the door and opened it then his mind started working; why the hell was Cas sleeping? Unless;

"Shit." Dean whispered to himself, he was Jimmy and maybe they ran away and got out the hospital, but if that were so why didn't Dean remember any of it the last thing he remembers is been fuxking shot and hearing paramedics shouting different charges to shock him with as darkness ungulfed his vision. Anyway why the hell would they be at Bobbie's Dean thought noticing the picture on the wall of Dean and Sam in high school.

The hunter slowly and carefully made his way downstairs, confusion and frustration blocking his mind of any other thought. As he descended the stairs the muffled voices of two familiar people grew in clarity, until he was standing at the bottom of the stairs looking at Sammy and Bobbies back. They were discussing something, but he couldn't work out what, though the hunter didn't care at this point. Which world has he landed in! Jimmies upstairs but Sam doesn't hate Bobby, their talking, the trust and love they had for each other was clear. Dean had enough of the last few weeks or months? Dean wasn't even sure anymore but what he was sure of was being yanked around from place to place against his will, being shown a truth then having it torn apart by another, all dean knew for sure was he wanted his life and his family back.

"Hey guys."

Dean said trying to sound his cocky self, but his head was throbbing he was expirencing a 'death would be less painful head ache' that he always gets whenever he gets the damn yoyo treatment. Dean's words shocked both Sam and Bobby and both pulled a gun on the elder Winchester. Upon turning and peering into those lost green eyes that both men have been waiting to see for what seems like years, both men lowered their weapons and lunged towards Dean wrapping their arms around the man they had given up hope in. The three men were sat around the table staring at each other in complete silence all searching for the words each needing answers but unable to ask the questions.

"Dean…" Sam finally spoke "I cant…I thought, you weren't coming back." Sam stumbled around the words as his eyes became red at the thought of life without his brother.

"Sammy. How do you kill a vampire?"

"what?"

"answer the question, I have to be sure."

"you cut of its head, Dean I don't und…" unable to finish his sentence as Dean got up and threw his strong arms instantly around his little brothers neck, bringing those tears filling his brown eyes to overflow a fall down his face.

"I'm home." Dean mumbled into his brothers neck.

"of course you are Dean."

"I had to be sure" Dean parted from his brother and returned to his seat and turned to Bobby, who was facing him across the table with a rare sweet smile hidden behind his beard but there none the less.

"It's good to see you son."

"You to Bobby."

"If I'm here in this world then Cas is the one upstairs?"

"Yeah."

"Castiel, the angel."

"Yeah, what are you getting at Dean."

"Sammy, angel's don't sleep that's not Cas up there!"

Bobby rolled his eyes and interrupted seeing the panic and sadness in Dean's eyes;

"It is Dean. Sam how about those beers." Sam nodded as Bobby continued to fill Dean in "Cas has started sleeping and eating and washing and well everything we do."

"What! How? Why? "

"Because of you" came a rough deep voice from behind them the voice was weary old and heavenly to hear it was Dean goose bumps alls over his body, an instant smile appeared on Dean's lips when he heard it, but by the time all three hunter turned to looked at the man before them the words spoken had sank in and the smile was completely wiped from his face.

For the first time in an awful long time, Castiel and dean were both conscious both awake as Cas stood only metres away dean resisted the urge to stand stride towards him and pin that man up against the wall and save explanations for later, now that thought was both pleasantly and annoyingly firmly planted in deans mind as they looked into each others eyes dean new he would be standing up anytime soon.

"what?" is all dean could say in response to Cas' broad statement.

"you are more angel than I."

"what!"

Dean was now getting frustrated and didn't like how he was feeling, Sam sat back down with four beers passed one to each man before starting to explain what Cas had found so difficult.

"Cas has, he has been shielding you with his grace to keep you safe but it has drained him, and he's now near enough…"

"human" Dean finished for Sam, now understanding the situation, the hunter was awash with guilt ,Cas has given up his divine powers just on the of chance it would help him. Cas was simply brilliant, "Cas, I cant believe you did that for me."

Cas still standing shrugged stiffly before joined the boys at the table. Dean looked around a little before getting up going to the fridge and removing a plate a cooked chicken and went back to the table, all eyes watching him the entire time.

"what? I'm starved." Dean told them before digging into the chicken

"Dean, how did you manage to return?"

After a moment to think, he remembered, remember the gun shot noise, the bullet the pain, the shocks but mostly her face.

"I was shot, was about to die they started shocking me to get my heart pumping and I woke up here, don't know if it worked or if im dead."

"Dean your alive, your here" Sam urged reminded dean that he was home and that other place was just in his head,

"Yeah yeah, of course Sammy" dean told his brother sounding unconvinced.

"who shot you?" bobby asked after a swig of his beer.

"Some crazy ass woman, Susie she said she was called" Everything fell silent after called told them hat name, tension filled memories filled the room making dean every uncomfortable at the effect his words had. "What?"

After Dean had been caught up with the happenings whilst he was under and the boys were told about the shooting and about the reasons all four men sat in silence swigging their third round of beers, they sat and processed the information.

"so, what's three demons, low level demons doing walking into this house, isn't it like suicide?" Dean asked starting to get a little worried that demons didn't have much of a problem walking into the house of three well trained and experienced hunters.

"Exactly." Bobby started looking up at the boys "that's what you should be worried about."

"Bobby we gangked them its fine."

"don't you idjits get it? Demons are freely walking into the house, there not scared of us anymore. Which should have you all of you shitting yourselves, because when the day comes that the Winchester brothers no longer strike fear in demons hearts is the day when, something is coming. Something big."

"Bobby?" Sam asked sounding like a kid again Sam sound a little scared not that he would admit it.

"They know what's happening and their taking their chance while they can, while we're weak. They know about Dean so they also know that Sam isn't much of a hunter right now."

"Hey"

"Well your not. I know it, you know it and the fucking demons know it. The amount of times you two sacrifice yourselves for each other, if one of you goes you both do, and me well I'm not exactly live and kicking am I? take away Dean, Michael's vessel and Lucifer will be free to take his without competition or the fight which means we are all going die."

"But Bobby, Cas. They should sense an angel right? I thought demons were terrified of angels?"

"Dean I doubt anyone can sense me, if they do then they wont be fearing me for a while." Cas tried his hardest to joke at this but it was clear that he hated it, he hated feeling useless and well human.

"it's because of me isn't it? no, no Cas I can't let you give so much, it isn't right. Take it back, be you again. I don't want it, take it back."

"it's not that easy Dean, but if you wish it, I will stop shimmering you."

Dean and Cas starred at each other and gave the other a nodded of agreement, even after the nod the starring didn't stop. Sam was starting to feel a little uncomfortable with the half told story of how their doomed and who his older brother and the angel were undressing each other with the eyes…weird.

"so what are you saying? The demons are revolting against us?" Sam asked to get the discussion going again, the question brought his brother and the angel back to the room and starting listening again.

"basically yeah. Even at our strongest this would be a fight we would find it hard to win we have no chance the way we are."

"wow thanks Bobby."

"what do you want from me Sam? You want me to tell you it'll all be okay that none of us will die and we'll win? Well what good is lying going to do? Here look this is what were up against."

Bobby said as he through an old dusty book on the table open at a page and all of them peered at it and one by one faces whitened. The book talked of a hunter massacre around 700 years ago. 60 demons banned together and swore to work together for the first time since well forever; they attacked a village full of hunters and their familes, one by one hunter after hunter child after child, they were ripped apart, as the sun went down demons feasting on the flesh of fresh hunters and sat on thrones of childrens bones.

Cas turned and walked out of the room. "Where do you think your going Cas?"

"Don't know about you but I need a beer anyone else?" all three men put a hand in the air in a few seconds Cas appeared again with the beer and all men were silent as they drank.

"We are royally fucked." Sam stated the obvious after he finished reading the story for the third time.

"no, no were not. That might have been what a village of hunter a billion years ago…"

"723" Cas corrected him, Dean took a deep breath trying not to telling him to shut the fuck up, instead he continued.

"723 years ago thank you Cas. But we have the knife that they didn't. we are an ex-blood junkie a cripple and a crazy we are the best hunters around, not to mention the best angel in the garrison, cut of from heaven and mostly human. We are here and were are together. were a family a screwed up family but we work. We've kicked so many demons butts a few more shouldn't be any trouble." The men listened to Dean's words, hope filled Sam listening to his elder brother, it got Bobby thinking 'what the hell, why not?' they will win or die trying, were Cas he listened to Dean's strong words he listened how they were spoken with a shaking voice, fear shadowed all of what Dean said. Yet a soft smile appeared on the angels face Dean was truly the bravest human he knew. That strength transferred to Cas as he too filled with hope and a give them hell attitude. "now we will be ready for those sons of bitch's. And we will win we will send them all to hell now lets stay together and…." Dean couldn't finish his sentence the air went from his lungs as it stomach felt like it has been thrown 17 stories in the air. Deans his swirled and swelled as pain gushed throughout his body, suddenly a limp unconscious hunter was lying on the ground.

"NOOO!"

Cas screamed as he rushed to Dean held his head and cried as he tried to shake Dean awake, though he knew the effort was futile. A tear fell down Sam's face as he started to move towards them only to be stopped by Bobby, who shock his head then turned to watch the two on the floor with heart broken eyes. Sam couldn't he couldn't just watch such pain so he turned around and left the house and climbed into the impala. Tears fell down his red cheeks as he gripped the stirring wheel, wishing there was something he could do to help his brother.

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