Just A Dream

Chapter 2

By the time they reach Pontiac, both girls are awake and are quietly talking to each other, occasionally asking their father a question about him or his brother. When they pull up to a motel, they know the basics about him. His mom, their grandmother, died when he was four and Sam was six months old. They killed the demon that killed her a year ago. Their father made a deal with the same demon to save Dean about two years ago. The brothers live on the road, occasionally staying with Bobby, who's more like a father to the boys.

Now, the four are walking through a dingy hallway, coming to a stop in front of a door with the number 207 in the middle of a red heart. The door opens to reveal a young brunette, wearing only a tank top and underwear. She looks between the four of them expectantly.

"So where is it?" She asks. Dean shares a confused look with Bobby, the same one his daughters share. This is the right room, right?

"Where's what?" Dean asks the woman.

"The pizza..." she says slowly, "that takes two guys and two kids to deliver?" 

"I think we got the wrong room." Kenna states, but she's not really sure who she's saying it to. Just then, a tall man with almost shoulder-length brown hair steps into the light. 

"Hey, is..." He starts, but stops dead when he sees Dean in front of him. He swallows, shocked, as his eyes flick between Dean and Bobby, briefly glancing at the twins in confusion before he finally looks back at his brother.

"Heya, Sammy." He greets, his voice filled with emotion. 

Sam stays silent. Dean steps into the room, the young woman stepping aside to let him in. As Dean gets closer, Sam pulls a knife and lunges at him, making the woman scream. Dean easily blocks the attack and Bobby pulls Sam off, gripping him around the shoulders as the younger man struggles. The twins step into the room then, closing the door behind them so nobody sees or hears what's happening. They come to stand behind their father, one on either side of him.

"Who are you?!" Sam yells at his brother, still struggling.

"Like you didn't do this?!" Dean yells back. 

"Do what?!" Sam asks.

"It's him. It's him." Bobby tells Sam. "I've been through this already, it's really him." Sam stares at Dean, the struggle slowly leaving his body.

"What..." He trails off. Dean advances cautiously, staring at his younger brother.

"I know. I look fantastic, huh?" He says, a small smirk on his face.

Bobby lets go of Sam, who looks like he's on the verge of tears as he steps forward and pulls his older brother into a desperate hug. They embrace each other for a while, each of them feeling every possible emotion. After a few seconds, Sam pushes Dean back to arm's length.

"So are you two like... together?" The young woman asks, reminding the people that she's still there, watching the exchange in confusion. Kenna snorts slightly, wondering how many times the brothers have been asked that.

"What? No. No. He's my brother." Sam tells her. She nods slowly.

"Uh... got it. I... I guess." She says slowly, still a little confused. "Look, I should probably go."

"Yeah. Yeah, that's probably a good idea." Sam agrees. "Sorry."

The two leave to get dressed, leaving the four to stand in the middle of the room. Kenna notices Aspen shuffling a bit from the corner of her eye and realizes that her leg is probably bothering her. She sighs just as Sam comes back in the room from letting the girl out.