72. The Scar

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Sam, Sylvie, Alana and Dean were walking through the bunker.

"It's just every time I think about it, you know. It's like a nightmare. I mean I can't eat, I can't sleep - it's always just there watching me," Dean said.

"Dean, it's just a beard. The girls and I've been a little busy lately," Sam replied.

"Yeah well that's not an excuse, cos you know Duck Dynasty called and they want it all back."

"Some people say I look good."

Sylvie shook her head. "No Sam. No one says that. But for the record, I like the beard."

"Hey, you know."

"Hey, if you three are going to ask me if I'm okay, you don't have to," Dean told them.

"Okay, it's just that you didn't talk a whole lot on the ride here," Sam said.

"Look, Michael bailed. I don't know why and don't know how; he just cleared out. Now as far as my memory goes, I mean everything from the second I said yes to the moment I walked through those doors is a blank. So, I'm good. I'm just really, really, happy to be home."

They entered the library, which was full of hunters.

"Yep, there have been a few changes made," Sam said.

A man with papers approached warily.

"Yeah, not Michael any more," Dean told him.

"Right, Chiefs told us. Welcome back," the hunter replied.

"Chiefs?!" Dean cried.

"Sylvie and I asked them not to call us that," Sam said.

"Dean?" Jack asked.

"Hey kid," Dean greeted.

"Is it really you?"

Dean nodded. "Yeah."

Brianna ran in and her eyes widened. "Daddy!"

Dean picked her up and swung her around. "Hey, Bri."

The other kids followed and hugged their father/uncle.

Sylvie went to check on Shawn.

Castiel entered.

Dean acknowledged Castiel and hugged Jack.

"Dean," Castiel said.

"Cas," Dean replied.

"I'm sorry," Castiel apologized. "We wanted to be there, but we feared that Michael would sense my presence."

"Sam and Alana told me. Ain't no thing."

"Where's Mary?" Jack wondered.

"She and Bobby stayed back in Duluth to clean up the situation," Alana informed.

"Speaking of clean up, I need a shower," Dean decided. "Take her, babe." She took their daughter with a smile.

"Hey..." Sam called.

"Still okay. I promise." He left the room.

"How's Nick?"

"He's gone," Castiel informed.

"WHAT?" Sam and Alana cried.

"He left a note, said that he had some personal business to attend to and he hasn't been returning my calls. He was in a dark place; maybe he just needed some time."

"All right, yeah, maybe," Sam replied.

"Sam. Alana. Dean, how is he really?"

"I don't know."

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