Chapter 10

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DEAN'S POV


I couldn't tell what she was thinking, her face was frozen in a look I couldn't recognize. How did she even remember who I was? I thought Cas took away her memories Total Recall style? "Why are you here, Dean?" I looked down at my clothes, then back at her. "I'm sorry. Coming here was the last thing I wanted to do. I can't go back to Sam, at least not right now. I need to get cleaned off and I was nearby."

I rarely use them, but I pulled out my puppy dog eyes. They weren't near as good as Sammy's, but they always did the trick. She smiled and opened the door wider. I smiled back while I let out a sigh of relief. When I walked in, I saw the place hadn't changed. My desk was gone, but that was the only difference.

"Lisa, how do you even recognize me?" She looked at me and grinned. "Castiel thought you would stop by. I needed my memories in case you did. What, exactly happened?"

I shook my head and looked down at my clothes again. "I have no clue." She nodded and gestured upstairs to the shower. I walked up the stairs but stopped half way. "Where's Ben?"

She had made herself comfy on the couch with a book. "He's out with friends. He'll be home late." I nodded my head and walked to the bathroom. I looked at myself in the mirror and realized I looked like Michael Myers. I stripped down and got in the shower. As the warm water streamed down my body, I thought. Somehow I knew that demon me had had all his fun he had wanted. I knew he wouldn't show up again any time soon, which was relieving as hell.

I was surprised to see my shampoo and body wash I used sitting in the shower. They must have been Ben's. Once I got all the blood I could off, I got out. It felt great being back here. The thought of leaving, once again, really bothered me. I knew I didn't have a choice though.

Shit, forgot my clothes in the car. I wrapped the towel around my waist and peeked my head out the door, "Hey Lisa! Can you run out to the car and get my clothes?" I heard her laugh at my ignorance, "Yeah, I'll be up in a sec." I heard the front door open and close. I anxiously waited to get my clothes on.

A few seconds passed until I heard her walk up the stairs. She stopped in front of the door with the clothes in hand. "Here." I opened the door all the way and reached for the clothes. Our hands touched and we looked in each other's eyes. I swallowed and raised my eyebrows. I knew what was about to happen, and she did too.

I dropped the clothes and pinned her against the wall. I looked into her eyes and kissed her. Kissing her again felt so right. It was obvious she missed me just as much as I missed her. She hopped up and wrapped her legs around my waist. I took us into the bedroom and threw her on the bed. We had some time to make up for.

I took her shirt and pants off. She, in return, took off my towel. I hadn't even noticed I was still dripping wet. We both smiled at the realization we should move this party into the shower. She runs for the bathroom, laughing, and I run after her.

We got in the shower and just as I'm about to turn the water on, I hear from downstairs, "Mom, I'm home. Where are you?" We both stop and gasp at the fact Ben was home early. She runs back to the bedroom to get dressed and I pick up my clothes off the floor. I hear Ben coming up the stairs and I silently close the door.

"Mom?" Ben says. I hear a thud and realize she must've fallen trying to put her pants back on. I laugh but hold my breath, it was louder than intended. I hear Ben stop and turn around. Shit. I thought. I heard a knock on the door. "Mom?"

Lisa thought locks on the doors were a bad idea so Ben could walk in whenever he wanted. I had the rest of my clothes on and was putting on my shirt, when Ben barged in. "What the hell?" he said. I put on my shirt, smiled, and waved. "Uh... hey, Ben." His eyes were wide and his mouth was open.

It was getting awkward, so I cleared my throat. Finally, Lisa runs in. "So, Ben's home early." I said. Jeez, it took her long enough. Ben looked at her with disgust on his face. "Did I just-?" I knew I would get in trouble for saying this, but I did anyway. "Cockblock? Yeah, ya did." They both looked at me and Lisa gave me 'the look,' so I instantly shut my mouth.

"Okay, I think we all need to sit down and talk." Lisa said while guiding Ben downstairs. I followed and sat down on the couch. Ben sat next to me and Lisa stood in front of us. I knew she was gonna have a time getting out of this. "How was the car show, honey?"

I looked at Ben, "You go to car shows now? What kind?" He looked at me and I could see the confusion on his face. I was starting to get the sense Cas didn't give him his memories back like he did to Lisa.  I straightened my face and looked back at Lisa. Great, so he thinks I'm just a random guy. He should now his mom wouldn't do something like that... well now anyway. I thought to myself.

Ben sure had grown. He was almost as tall as me and he had started styling his hair like mine. He was sixteen now, and he reminded me all too much of myself when I was his age.

He looked back at Lisa, "Mom, what's going on?" I sat there awkwardly, waiting to see what she was going to say. "Um..." she looked at me, "Dean, help me out." I cocked my head and shrugged. We've never had to explain ourselves to Ben.

After a few minutes of awkward silence, I had an idea. I had no clue if it would actually work. I concentrated on Ben getting his memories back and snapped my fingers. Lisa looked at me like I was stupid, but Ben had a blank look on his face.

I waved my hand in front of his face. Finally, he snapped out of it and looked at me. "Dean?" he said. Lisa and I exchanged looks. He lunged forward and hugged me the tightest he ever had. I was kinda surprised it actually worked. I hugged him back and smiled at Lisa.

Once all the greetings and catching up was done, Lisa looked at me strange. "Dean, can I see you in the kitchen please?" Uh oh. I had the sense I was in trouble. We walked in the kitchen while Ben stayed in the living room. "How the hell did you do that? What exactly has happened in the years you've been gone, Dean?"

I didn't want to tell her, but she wasn't giving me much of a choice. I opened my mouth to speak, but all of a sudden I was thrown across the room and pinned to the wall. "Dean!" Lisa yelled. She started to run to me before she was pinned against the wall herself.

The force was getting stronger around my ribs. I could feel them slowly start to break. I screamed in agony and looked over to see Crowley walk in with Ben at his side. "Crowley, you son of a bitch, don't you touch them or I swear to God!"

"You've been here what, two hours? Now look what's happened. You don't learn your lesson, do you Dean?" I knew I was more powerful than him, but he could hurt Lisa and Ben if I did anything. I glared at him and rolled my eyes. "Don't worry Dean, I'm not going to hurt them." He waved his hand and Lisa fell to her feet. Ben ran to her to check on her. "I just want to talk. That's all. It is you, isn't it?"

I nodded as I could feel a rib snap. Crowley waved his hand again and I fell to my knees. I stood up and flashed my black eyes at him, "What in the hell are you doing here?" My eyes went back to green as I looked at Lisa and Ben. They were terrified... of me.

"Listen Squirrel, we need to get rid of your other persona. Sooner rather than later." I looked at Crowley with a confused look. "Why do you want to help me?"

He looked at me as if the answer was obvious. "Your physco self is running against me for office. I hate to admit it, but he's winning. I don't want that to happen, and I'm sure neither do you." He paused and looked at me strange. "The blood on your clothes was part of a ritual you did a couple of days ago. To make demon you more powerful. Virtually unstoppable. He's still got a couple stops to do before the ritual is complete. We need to hurry."

I looked back at Lisa and Ben then back to Crowley. "Fine. Do whatever. I just want him gone. I hate blacking out and hurting people."

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