Breaking Point of Life / Book 13 / The Life Series / Supernatural Season 14

The Scar

After getting back to the bunker, Sam, Dean, Aiden, Amara and I were walking through the hallway.

Dean looked at Sam's beard. "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, it's just a beard," Sam told him. "I've been a little busy lately."

"Yeah, well, that's not an excuse, 'cause you know, Duck Dynasty called, and they want it all back," Dean told him. Aiden laughed. Dean pointed at Aiden. "And you, my little guy, you already got some scruff on, too. Kinda proud, Aiden. But both of you need to shave."

"Yeah, Dad, since I was just recently linked to Amara and grew up to her age a few months ago, still learning how to shave without cutting my face all up," Aiden replied.

"Point taken," Dean told him. He looked at Sam. "Aiden's got a legit reason. What's your excuse?"

Amara and I were smiling.

Sam shrugged. "Some people say I look good."

"No, Sam, no people say that," Dean told him. "Oh, and I see Amara grew her hair out a bit, too. Instead of keeping it so short all the time."

Amara shrugged. "Yeah. Well... never really had a time for a haircut."

"Yeah, and not that Amara would want to cut it now, because I heard Brandon say he likes it like that," Aiden mocked.

Amara pushed Aiden in the chest. "Shut up, Aiden."

We laughed lightly.

"I think Nessie's the only one of you four who looks the same as she did as three weeks ago," Dean told us.

"And is that a good thing or a bad thing?" I asked.

Dean chuckled. "Very good thing."

I smiled, but let it fade, very worried and concerned about him. "Dean, you know..."

Dean shook his head. "Ness, if you're going to ask me if I'm okay, you don't have to."

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

"Look, Michael bailed," Dean told us. "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."

We walked into the war room, which was filled with hunters.

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

A man with papers approached warily.

"Yeah, not Michael, not anymore," Dean told him.

The man nodded, looking at Sam and me. "Right. Chiefs told us. Welcome back."

Dean looked at Sam and me in surprise. "Chiefs?"

"We asked them not to call us that," I told him.

Jack walked closer. "Dean?"

Dean chuckled. "Hey, kid."

"Is it really you?" Jack asked.

Dean nodded. "Yeah."

Dean and Jack hugged.

Castiel walked in. "Dean."

"Cas," Dean told him.

They hugged.

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