-Dean-

Dean stood in shock as Luc came back about twenty minutes later tears streaming down his face. "Luc what's wrong?"

"Everyone with a title is the same." Luc choked out angrily rubbing his tears away but they continued to fall silently down his face.

"Look Luc…" Dean started knowing that whatever was wrong had something to do with Sam, "Why don't you take the rest of the night off? I have everything under control. No emotion is overpowering another. And if it gets to be too much… well I can close the gates. End the party." Luc looked like he was debating Dean's offer in his head. After a few seconds he nodded and walked away without a backwards glance.

"There he is Dean!... I mean King." Sam's voice drifted to Dean a few minutes later.

"Excuse me." Dean smiled then bowed to a prime minister. He turned to see his brother had another man attached to his arm. This man was breathtakingly beautiful, almost too much so. And also a complete stranger. So this was the complete stranger that had reduced Luc to tears. Dean glared at the man attached to his brothers arm like a leach.

"Dean this is Price Balthazar." Sam introduced a huge giddy smile on his boyish face.

The man named Balthazar bowed slightly a huge smile on his face as well, "It's a pleasure to meet you King. And I'm here…. Well were here-"

"To ask-" Sam continued but got caught in a fit of giggles his eyes never leaving the man attached to his arm.

"For your blessing to be married." Balthazar finished a triumphant smile on his lips, a glent of triumph in his eyes.

Dean stepped back shocked. Sam didn't know this man, he had met him today and he wanted to be married to him, "No you may not."

Sam looked as if Dean had just taken the last cookie from the cookie jar, "But I love him Dean."

"You don't know what love is Sam. You barley just met this man. You will not marry him." Dean snapped feeling anger start to bubble in his stomach.

"You don't know what love is either Dean!" Sam yelled. Dean rolled his eyes. He would not have this conversation with Sam now. He turned on his heal and began to walk to the door, Dancers scattering out of his way.

"Dean! Listen to me!" Sam bellowed grabbing at Dean. The only thing Sam managed to grab was Dean's glove that quickly slid off.

"No you listen to me!" Dean hollered feeling his anger in every fiber of him, his ungloved hand beginning to glow a soft gold. He pulled his hand to his chest he couldn't talk to Sam now, "Give me my glove Sam." His voice now pleading instead of anger

"Dean I can't live like this anymore. I can't be locked up alone here anymore. Please see that I love him." Sam pleaded holding the glove close to his chest.

"Then leave., move out with the bastard if that's what makes you happy," Dean paused taking in the harshness of his sentence. He would now be alone. Turning to the closest waiter he mumbled, "The party is over, close the gates." Dean felt his heart break in his chest. He couldn't hold his magic in much longer he turned and was reaching for the door.

"Why do you do this? Why do you shut me out? Why do you shut the world out? You don't know what love is Dean! Love doesn't make you push the one person away-" Sam argued still advancing towards Dean.

Dean couldn't take it anymore. Anger spread through his whole body, ripping out any other tangible thought. "I said enough!" Dean shouted spinning around to face his brother and at the same time felt and sounded like an explosion escape out of his hand. Red sparks like a lightning bolts shot through the air and a huge guard statue metalizing. Without thinking Dean rose his hand the thing copying him sending the few people by the door flying back.

The brunet, Ruby, that Sam had told Dean about sat up and screamed "Monster," her finger pointed at Dean. Other dancers screamed and Sam looked at Dean dumbfounded. Without waiting Dean took off down the hall and up towards his and Sam's rooms.

"After him!" Ruby's voice shouted. Without looking back Dean could hear several pairs of feet following him.

"DEAN!" Sam yelled closest. Dean burst into Sam's room without thinking and regretted it almost immediately. The room was full of jars of dirt.

"Please listen to me. I didn't mean to hurt anyone." Dean gasped trying to catch his breath. Sam was in front of the small group on the other side of the room that consisted of ruby two of her guards, Balthazar and Luc at the back trying to desperately get to Dean.

Sam reached his hand out tentively towards Dean, "I know you didn't Dean. Please let me help you."

"Don't touch him!" Ruby yelled, yanking Sam back by his shirt.

"Stay back Sam." Dean's voice was shaking a new feeling filling his stomach, adrenalin.

"Let me help." Sam pleaded, his arm still outstreached.

"I'm sorry." Dean mumbled meeting eyes with Luc for a split second before he threw his hand up again. All the jars shattered in the room, the dust piles creating snow angels. Pointing his hand to the window two burst out of it; screams could be heard below. Dean followed close behind, an angel catching him, and flying away with him. Snow began to fall as the angels sored Dean away.

"DEAN!" was the last thing Dean heard Sam and Luc scream before he was too far away. That was the last time he would hear his brothers voice. Tears pooled in his eyes and dean began to sob. He would never see Sam again. He would never see Luc again. He now had no home. All because of these stupid powers that he could never control.

Concentrating as best as he could, he had the three angels with him glide him to the floor. He was nowhere near where he wanted to be. If he was going to be isolated he might as well do it somewhere far far away. The north mountain perhaps. Landing on the floor he fell to his hands and knees and continued to sob.

But it wasn't only the loss of his only home he had. He was angry and confused as well. Tearing his other glove off, he pressed his palms to the floor. Letting out a scream a huge surge of energy shot though Dean. After he screamed himself horse, he opened his tear filled eyes to a huge crater standing up shakily he had one of his angels pick him up again and head off. Dean felt completely drained but at the same time, at piece for the first time in forever. Once they reached the top of the mountain it didn't take Dean long to tell his snow angels what he wanted. They made him a log cabin quickly.

As Dean walked into the small hut he took a deep breath, "It's not much… but its home. And here I can be myself!" Dean felt joy shoot though him. Reaching out he created four more snow angels, and with a simple wave of his hand they stood on the perimeter of his area, causing snow to constantly fall at a gentle flow around him.

AN: What did you guys think? Hope you enjoyed the update. Sorry about the pause between them, my computer had to be sent back to factory settings. I will be keeping up on constant updates from now on. REVIEW PLEASE! I want to know what you guys think. Thanks ^.^