Smiles await you when you rise{Dean, Sam?}

[Dean Jonathon Winchester]

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Dean had about had it with Sam he was done and couldn’t take it anymore, he needed to get his fucking soul back and soon. Then all the sudden as Dean was ranting and ravening with Sam, he all the sudden yelled at Dean. Dean then stopped in a dead silence not really knowing what to say now, it was strange what was going on with Sam he had shut Dean up but he didn’t seem mad.

He had sat over next to Dean on the bed, he begin to tell Dean that it was him and that he had his soul back. To Dean it sounded all to much to be true, and for him just to all the sudden get his soul like this seemed way to easy. All though Dean couldn’t lie he though it was kind of strange that Sam was wearing Stanford sweats and hoodie, it wasn’t really something the soulless Sam would wear anymore. But it was just a coincidence it had to be.

Dean then told Sam “Yeah right don’t fuck with me Sam, I’m not even that drunk to believe that. You just all the sudden got it back out of nowhere that easy! I don’t think so, and don’t say that you aren’t sorry for all the thing you have said and done to me.” Dean then got up and walking over to the fridge to get another beer, he needed one after hearing all this bullshit. “I would offer you one but I think you have had enough after last night, wouldn’t you say Sammy boy.” Said Dean sounding like a smart ass.

He wanted to believe it so much he wanted to be real so bad, he missed his baby brother more then anything. It was sad to say this but he thinks he might miss Sam more then Lisa even, Sam had always been there for Dean and they had been threw so much with there dad and all. It was hard to make it without him, Dean really needed his brother now more then ever. “Look I’m sorry to be a dick, I just really miss the old Sammy and I cant take anything right now. I just want my brother back!” Dean said starting to tear up. He just couldn’t help it, it had all gotten built up with in Dean and now it was all coming out.

Word Count-405
Tagged- Castiel and Maybe Sammy?
Outfit- Click to see Dean's sleepwear.
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[Sam Michael Winchester]

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Sam sighed and stood up, smacking his brother upside his head as he passed him. “Seriously dude, do you listen to a word anyone says or is the alcohol finally affecting your brain?” He asked him before walking over to his back pack and rummaging around through it for a few seconds before he found what he was looking for. Gripping it in his hand he made sure that it wasn’t visible before shutting the bag and putting it back down on the ground. He had held on to this the entire time, ever since the day Dean dropped it in the trash can. He had originally planned on waiting to give it to him until they became close again but then things happened and he hadn’t had the opportunity to do so…now seemed like the perfect time to hand it back over to his older brother however, he just hoped that it worked.

“Look, I swear that it’s me.” He told him, hoping that the sincerity in his eyes rung out and proved that he was telling the truth. He didn’t blame his older brother for being skeptical after everything he had been through and the way that Sam had acted, but still, this was a bit ridiculous to have to prove that he did indeed have a damn soul.

“I know exactly how I got it back, it wasn’t like I woke up and boom it was there. No, I felt it being returned to me, it hurt like hell too, but I’m so god damned glad that I’m back to who I am supposed to be.” He explained, his eyes tearing up but he refused to let them fall. He wasn’t ready to break down and become an emotional mess again, no; first he had to convince his brother that he was really him.

“Look, I saved this and I was going to wait and then things happened, so maybe this will convince you.” He told him before opening his hand and showing him the necklace that he had given his older brother all those Christmas’ ago when the two had just been children. Even back then Sam had known that his older brother was the only one he could depend on and this necklace was a symbol of that.

He hoped this would prove to Dean that he was who he said he was, but if not he would continue on making sure he knew it was really him…he just hoped he wouldn’t have too. He missed his brother and didn’t like the attitude he was being given, though he knew that it was justified.

Word Count:: 458
Tag:: Dean Winchester, Castiel later on
Outfit:: Click here for Sam’s sleepware
Note:: Here ya go.

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[Dean Jonathon Winchester]

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Dean was holding his face in shock, he couldn’t believe that Sam had actually smacked him up side is head. Who did his Sam really think he was right now, saying he had a soul but yet he was hitting his brother. “What did you do that for? You are trying to get me to believe that you are my brother and then you go and do that, really smart Sam oh yeah you so have a soul. You are lucky that I’m that drunk other wise that would have really hurt.” Said Dean still rubbing his head.

Sam continued still to try and convince Dean that he had his soul back, but Dean just couldn’t believe that was true. No matter how hard he tried he just could take in that fact, it really would be nice if that was true though. He needed Sam now more then ever with everything. With every that had happened with losing Lisa and Ben, the war in heaven with Castiel, not to mention the new friends he had made with the Slayer Buffy. Sam still tried to make Dean believe why he was back, and really made Dean start to wonder if he was telling the truth by the way his eyes were tearing up. “look Sam I really want to Believe but I need you to prove it to me.” Said Dean

Then Sam had pulled out something to show Dean he though he would never see again, something he got rid of out of anger that he did miss. It was the necklace that is brother gave to him instead of there Dad, he loved that necklace he wore it everywhere and never left the house without it. Until that one night that he chose to throw it out. Dean took the necklace from Sam looking at it for moment in his hand, he really had missed wearing that thing. Dean then put on the necklace round his neck for a third time, the other being when he came back from hell. “Man I’m never taking this thing off again, thanks.” Said Dean

Dean’s eyes begin to tear up not knowing what to do or say, he then got real close to Sam putting his hand on his shoulder. “Sammy is it really you man?” Dean asked as he grabbed Sam hugging him. “Please tell me this for real and not some dream, I have really miss you Sam I need you now more then ever man.”


Word Count-417
Tagged- Castiel and Maybe Sammy?
Outfit- Click to see Dean's sleepwear.
Note- This post made me want to cry.

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[Sam Michael Winchester]

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Sam rolled his eyes at his brother’s dramatics about him hitting him and it not proving that he had a soul. He hit him over the head all the time as Dean tended to be a bit moronic about things so how that didn’t show he had a soul he wasn’t sure…but either way hopefully it wouldn’t matter once he showed Dean the necklace that he had kept all this time. He knew that he was taking a risk by doing this and if Dean threw it away again, Sam would simply do what he did last time and keep it until the right time had passed.

Luckily his fears were unfounded. Dean put the necklace on, stating that he was never taking it off again. Sam grinned at his older brother and nodded his head when he asked if it was really him. “Yeah Dean, it’s really me.” He told him with a large smile, his pearly white teeth showing through the darkness. He knew that Dean was a bit in shock so he waited for it to settle in, instead smiling and trying to show his older brother that it was truly him. He knew that he believed him now but still, it was a hard thing to take in.

Sam grinned when his older brother grabbed him into a hug. They weren’t really the hugging type, but this was definitely something that even they would hug about. He hugged Dean back, patting his back hard and nodding his head. “I promise you’re not dreaming Dean.” He told him, hugging him tighter for a moment before releasing him. “I’m sorry, for all the things I did. I remember it…I remember it all…well…not hell…but I remember being soulless and I’m sorry for what he…what I put you through.” He told him before sitting back down on the bed so he was looking at his brother.

“I know how I came back…it’s a long story if you want to hear it I’m more than willing to tell it…but it is a long story.” He told him, letting his older brother choose the path that they took…whether it be tonight or tomorrow…nor or never. It was his choice.

Word Count:: 422
Tag:: Dean Winchester, Castiel later on
Outfit:: Click here for Sam’s sleepware
Note:: Here ya go. This post sucks ass but I couldn’t help it. My head hurts, I’m exhausted and have been trying to get posts done for like 3 hours but I keep getting distracted and my phone keeps ringing.

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[Dean Jonathon Winchester]

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Dean couldn’t believe this was all this real did he really have his baby brother back after all this time, Dean couldn’t believe it. In a way he was worried he drank himself till he passed out, and all this was just a dream he was going to wake up from. Dean really hoped it wasn’t he wanted this so much to be real, he wanted his brother back more then anything. “I really hope I’m not dreaming man, I don’t know maybe you should hit me again even harder just to make sure its real. Oh my god now I’m so happy to see you I want you to hit me now.” Dean said laughing.

Dean was so happy to have Sam back, it really was a miracle for him. He could tell that Sam had seemed a little down for all he had done, but Dean didn’t care he was just happy to have his brother back. “Sam you don’t need to say you are sorry it doesn’t matter, all that matters is you are here man and you have your soul back.” Said Dean more happy then ever. Dean really wasn’t mad for anything Sam had done, he couldn’t help it not having a soul.

Dean was so happy to see Sam he had to celebrate some how, Dean walked over to the fridge getting Sam a beer. “Here you go Sam after everything you could use this.” Dean said handing him a beer. Dean could tell that Sam seemed tired and really didn’t want to talk about all that happened. “Well Sam it really doesn’t matter how you are back, all that matters is that you are here. I would like you to tell all about sometime though, I want to know if are little Angel came threw, man I love that girl.” Dean said looking up smiling. Dean knew it had to Jess that saved him, Dean knew she was going to come threw and see did. Dean will always be thankful of her for that.

Word Count- 350
Tagged- Castiel and Maybe Sammy?
Outfit- Click to see Dean's sleepwear.
Note- This post made me want to cry.

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[Alexzander 'Zan' Hughes]

Alright so he left in a hurry. Yes he was needed back, but he should not have left Dean in such a way. It was rude, and if he wanted to fit in, he'd have to act human. Which mean's he'd have to try to do something for Sam, or well for Dean. Even know he had no idea what he was going to do, or how he was going to do it, he figured he'd ask the first few people he finds. So that's just what he'd do. Though he really had no idea what he was looking for he'd look anyway. He owed that much to Dean.

So up in heaven, he spoke mainly on strategist, and how they might win this war. Though before he let any one of his brothers and sisters leave he'd ask if any of them knew about a soul returning to ones body. No one really had too much. Though after talking to almost everyone on his team, he came up with something. It was hardly enough information, but it would be better then nothing. Castiel would not be able to help Sam and Dean past this advice, but again it's better then nothing at all. At least Dean would be on a mission to find death, and if he were busy he might not call upon Castiel too much. It was a critical time right now. Castiel just send everyone out with orders. He had some of his own, but he could pay a very short visit to Sam and Dean. Just to let them know about Death. Death could help, if anyone could help it would be Death. But to bother Death with such a thing could cost you more then you may think.

But Castiel had to try, so with a blink of his eye he found himself back in the middle of the room, he was just in minutes ago. He was facing Dean, Sam to his back. Castiel was not even aware that Sam was standing. He could feel Sams eyes on him, but he paid that no mind. "Death can help you Dean." Castiel spoke. "That is all the advice I can give you. Death can help, but it may come with a price." Castiel ended his very small speech. There was just not much to say. Death could help, but Castiel was at the end of his rope, he could do no more for Dean, not right now at least. He just hoped this small amount of information might help. Maybe a little, but it would give Dean something to do. If Dean was on a mission he would stop at nothing, and Castiel was sure Dean would find Death and Death would be waiting for Dean. Castiel could not help Dean after this point. If he were to go looking for Death, that was on Dean. It was out of Castiel's control what Death would do. Death answered to no one. Castiel just hoped Death was willing to work with Dean. It would be ashamed for Dean to be struck ill.

[Sam Michael Winchester]

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Sam smiled at his older brother and shook his head. “No Dean, you’re not dreaming.” He promised him. The younger Winchester sibling smirked when Dean stated that he wanted to hit him in order to prove that he was awake. Seriously, how often did he ever get the opportunity to hit Dean with his permission? He of course couldn’t overlook this golden opportunity so he did exactly what Dean asked, and hit him in the shoulder, hard. “There, does that prove that you’re not dreaming and that you are in fact awake and I am really back?” He asked with a laugh.

Sam opened his mouth to say something but before he could he was standing on the other side of Castiel, who stood in the middle of him and his older brother. He quirked his eyebrow when Castiel seemed to completely ignore him, though in all actuality it really shouldn’t surprised him. It was no secret that he being Lucifer’s vessel and Dean being…well…used to be Michael’s vessel that Castiel obviously liked and respected Dean a whole lot more than he respected Sam. Sam often found this ironic since he had always been the more religious one than Dean but there was nothing he could do about that at the time being, nor would there really ever be anything he could do about it, so why dwell.

He heard Castiel state that Death could possibly help Dean and for a moment he thought about asking what Dean needed help but, but then it hit him like a bolt of lightning. Dean was trying to get help in restoring his soul…to which Castiel obviously had no idea that it had already been returned to him. Sam laughed a bit under his breath before clearing his throat. “Uh…Cas?” He stated with a smile, hoping the angel would speak to him instead of just ignoring him like he had been doing recently. “I don’t think we’re going to need Death’s help.” He told him before leaning against the wall casually.

“I have my soul back. I was going to explain how to Dean if you want to listen. Either way I’m good…I’m back…so Death is not needed.” He told them, then got quiet once again, waiting to see what his older brother and the angel would say.

Word Count:: 415
Tag:: Dean Winchester and Castiel
Outfit:: Click here for Sam’s sleepware
Note:: Shorter than I’d like but oh well. Got other posts to do and homework. Lol

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[Dean Jonathon Winchester]

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Dean rubbed his shoulder after Sam hit him. “Ow! That did kind of hurt you ass, but I don’t care I’m just glad you are back. Its kind of nice to feel you hitting me again. It reminds me of old times” Dean said with a laugh back at Sam. Dean was so happy to knowing that is brother was around again, even if that meant Sam giving him hell, picking on him, and fighting with him. He didn’t care all that matter was that he had his little brother back and this time nothing was going to take him from Dean again. Dean will give his life for Sam again before he lets that happen.

Not long after that Castiel had appeared before them, Castiel had just left Dean not to long before Sam had woken up. So Dean was a bit surprised to see him back again so soon, it started to make Dean wonder if something was wrong? “Hey Cass what are you doing here again? I though you were too busy with everything going on up there in heaven and had to leave.” Dean said rudely. Dean couldn’t help but sound like an ass, But Castiel pretty much told him he was too busy for him. So Dean didn’t really get why he was back all the sudden.

He then begin to tell Dean that Death could help him with Sam, and that he could help get Sam’s soul back. Now Dean felt bad for speaking so quickly, Castiel was here to help Sam and that’s what Dean had wanted him to do along. Even though it didn’t matter Sam was all ready back to his old self again, Dean just wondered if Castiel would figure it out. Dean giggled a bit with Sam at Castiel, “Well Cass about that.” Dean couldn’t tell him he just waited for Sam to tell the poor Angel. Dean listened as Sam explained to Castiel that he was back. “Yeah can you believe it man its great right, we have our old Sammy back! But I really do appreciate you trying to help us, Thanks man” Dean said patting the Angel on the back.

Word Count- 370
Tagged- Castiel and Maybe Sammy?
Outfit- Click to see Dean's sleepwear.
Note- Ella I love your Castiel post by the way, you totally got into his head. U are a great Cass

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[Sam Michael Winchester]

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Sam waited to see if the two wanted to hear what was going on, though he had a feeling that Castiel really didn’t care one way or another. He didn’t seem as if he really wanted to be there. Sam had a feeling that Dean had been hounding Castiel on a way to bring him back and that was something that he would be discussing with his older brother here in the very near future. Before he had left he made Dean promise to not try and figure out a way to bring him back…and he had trusted him to keep that promise. Looking back on it he wasn’t sure why he trusted him to keep his promise when he knew that if the situation would have been reversed (and it had been once before) he would have looked…but still the situation remained the same.

Unfortunately Castiel didn’t give him a chance to even start talking as he answered his question with a ‘No’. And then replied with a ‘I’m glad you’re alright Sam…but I must return to heaven. There is a war going on and I must be there to help my side. If you need me please don’t hesitate to call, but don’t try to need me so much’. He stated with a frown. Sam blinked and when he did the angel was gone, the only signs that he had left being the telltale sound of wings flapping.

Sam turned his attention back to his brother. “Wow, he’s apparently a stressful angel these days.” He stated with a roll of his eyes. “Glad that he was real concerned about me walking around soulless” He stated a bit bitterly. He had always found it odd that he and Castiel didn’t get along better. He had always been the faithful one while Dean had been the rebellious one…and yet he was the vessel for Lucifer and Dean had been the vessel for Michael. All in all it was a weird situation and one he didn’t want to have to think about for awhile.

“Okay, so do you want to hear how I’m back or do you want to wait? Better yet, are you sober enough to hear how I’m back or am I going to have to repeat everything in the morning so you can remember it?” He asked with a grin, wanting to take his mind off of Castiel’s departure and back on other things.

Unfortunately he realized after asking the question that his brother was currently laying back on the bed, eyes closed, mouth open and snoring. “Wow, this is what I missed. Glad to be back.” He stated sarcastically before turning off the night and laying back in bed, closing his eyes. He’d go for a few more hours of sleep he guessed. It’s not like he had anywhere to be.

Word Count:: 517
Tag:: Dean Winchester and Castiel
Outfit:: Click here for Sam’s sleepware
Note:: Yeah, Castiel has left the building and the site…hence me godmodding for him leaving…though I did have permission from Ella to godmod. Also this thread is finished.

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[ADMIN BRITT]