SPN

Dear Dean,

You are my hero since I was four years old. You were there when I was a child, sacrificed everything for me. You protected me. You have told me the truth about monsters and about Dad. You have done anything to make me happy and assure me a safe childhood. You were there for me even when you were too old to take care of me and just when the girls started to look at you.

Now I understand why you live that way. You missed your adolescence because you had to take care of your annoying little brother.

Now we’ve grown up, become men, lost our parents, and become a family together, just...

Dean: You know, Sam, we are allowed to have fun once in a while. That's fun.
Andrea: Must be hard with your sense of direction. Never being able to find your way to a decent pickup line.
Sam: “Kids are the best”? You don't even like kids.
Dean: I love kids.
Sam: Name three children that you even know.(Dean thinks and Sam begins to walk away. Dean scratches his head)
Dean: I'm thinking!
Dean: So crayons is more your thing? That's cool. Chicks dig artists. Hey, these are pretty good. You mind if I sit and draw with you for a while? I'm not so bad myself. You know, I think you can hear me, you just...

Dean and Sam walked away from the grave.
“What I did was for Cas, too” Meg called them back. Dean turned around and headed back to her.
“You killed him” he trembled and he pointed an accusing finger at Meg. “Now you’re going to tell me you did that for him? That’s bull crap!”
“He was begging me to stop his pain. He was so afraid of Lucifer returning to him. I had to help him” Meg appealed. She wasn’t sure why it was so important that Dean understood. She only knew it would be important to Cas.
“Cas was going to fight back and I was going to support him. You didn’t even...

Meg opened the door and carried a basket and a bowl of water inside the room.
“What’s that?” Sam asked, with a nod at the basket. Meg didn’t answer, but walked straight to Cas. She took his chin and lifted up his head, so she could look in his eyes.
“Cas?” she said softly. Cas blinked slowly and difficult. Why hadn’t she been able to tell the difference? She turned her head to the brothers. “We need help. We need someone religious, like a priest”
“Okay” Sam replied. “Come on, Dean, let’s go”
But Dean stared at Cas and Meg. He didn’t want to leave them alone with...