Chapter 13! Enjoy!

For the first time, while he was walking down the corridor Sam noticed the colors of the walls, pictures that hang there, numbers on the doors. He was going slow, pushing a precious cargo. Dean was annoyed at the fact that even that he wanted to refuse the wheelchair he couldn't argue with the nurse. Already three weeks since the transplant took and he still was weak as a kitten. He could barley walk to the bathroom without a tight grip on a IV stand. Doctor King tried to explain to him, that his body needs to build up muscles and fat from where he was sick and from all the treatments. Also he was still recovering so he was only allowed few PT sessions to build up some strength. But right now that was all forgotten as for the first time in over three month he was going to see the outside world. Sam opened the door and pushed him to the little square hospital staff called their garden. It was bit chilly, hence Dean was bundled up in many cloths and blankets, his family was overprotective sometimes. He still shivered a little.

'Dean it's too cold for you, maybe we should go back inside.'

'Chill Bro, we won't be long. Doc said we only have five minutes so let me enjoy it. I will be fine, I have so many layers on me I would probably be warm at North Pole as well.'

'Ok, ok. So how does it feel, finally being outside?'

'Awesome!' They grinned at each other for a moment and then Dean decided to finally ask Sam some questions.

'So Sammy boy, when are you coming back to Stanford?'

'I don't know, I didn't really give it a thought.'

'Come on Sam, you can't lose your scholarship.'

'I know Dean and I won't, I have it all figured out, but it's almost April, I've already missed so much, I spoke with my Dean on the phone last week. I will stay with you through the summer and start again next year.'

'Sam, I'm so sorry, if it wasn't for me you would be able to stay at school ...'

'Dean stop it, I don't blame you for anything, I'm happy I was here with you …and Dad. And I'm going back to school; I won't even lose my scholarship.'

'That's great Sammy, so you want to stay with me and Dad? Are you sure?'

'Yeah, I think so, me and Dad are at good terms now, and I want to help you get better.'

'That would be great, but don't think you will be my nurse Sammy'

'I will let Dad take that role, I will just make you chill with me in front of a TV'

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Dean left the hospital a month later, he looked a lot better, he wasn't as pale anymore, and had a lot more energy. John was so happy to see his boy face lit up as soon as he saw the Impala glowing in the sun. He thanked whoever was watching over them, that his son survived this horrific time and could now live his life.

They brought Dean to the house they were living in while he was at hospital, not really wanting to leave the town yet, and lose the connection to the medical staff that knew Dean's case. Dean knew just by that how hard it hit his Dad. Usually when they were hurt, they would stick somewhere for them to be able to function on only one Vicodin rather than three before they would hot tail whatever shithole they were in. This time he could see how much John actually cared. It was nice, being a family again. There was less fighting for which Dean was thankful although it was probably only because Dad and Sam tried not to stress him out. He knew that as soon as he feels better they will blow and he will play a buffer again. But for now all he could do was to go for a short walks, and he hated how tired he was after only about two miles. But he did it every day and he was getting stronger, he continued with his PT and had checkups every week for a first month. But life was good now, he was pretty content.

It was getting closer to July when he noticed. They both did, but none of them wanted to address it. There was a lot more papers scattered over the table, news channels we're on the telly and John was almost always on the phone. They knew he was just aching for a new hunt. So Dean decided to finally confront him. He knew perfectly what was keeping John in one place.

'Dad?'

'Yeah son?'

'May I speak to you?'

'Sure, what is it? Dean? Is everything ok? Are in any pain, what's wrong' well, Dean should have expected that so why didn't he? Now John was next to him, hands on him, under his chin, with Dad pointing his face towards light for a better view.

'I'm going to call doctor King, stay here, and sit down.'

'Dad stop!'

'What?'

'I'm ok, there's nothing wrong. I just wanted to talk to you.'

'Oh, ok.'

'I think you should go.' He quickly corrected himself when he saw the look on Johns face 'I mean, we should go, leave this place, find a new hunt. Dad I know you want to and that I'm holding you back.'

'Dean that's not true, I want to be we you, make sure you're all right.'

'I know Dad, but you also want to hunt and what I want to say is that it's ok, I will be fine. Better let me come with you, you need backup.'

'Aha, not going to happen.' He honestly has no idea when he's going to let Dean hunt again, maybe after he's in remission for five years? Yeah, that's a good plan.

'Well I'm definitely coming with you, Sam is going back to school and I'm not going to the Nerdcity.'

'We'll see about that, maybe Sammy will come with us.'

'You know he won't, and don't even try to start anything with him. Dad do you really want to lose him again? He's been talking about coming back to school for weeks now, you know that. Don't make him choose again.'

'Choose what?' Of course Sam decided it will be the best moment to walk into the room. Dean was supposed to actually wait for his brother to have this talk with John, but he was never good at fallowing rules so why break the habit?

'Nothing Sam.'

'You're brother wants to go on a hunt.'

'Are you crazy, you're not even fully recovered, he's not going anywhere Dad.'

'Do you really think I would let him go on a hunt Sam, I don't want your brother out there as much as you.'

'But? Come on I can hear a 'but' in there.'

'But he is right, I'm getting restless and people are still dying out there, you boys will be alright without me for few weeks?'

'We will, but Dad I'm leaving in a month.'

'I will definitely be fine in a month come on, you don't expect me to sit on my ass for a next month do you?'

'Actually I do, and I never imagined your brother having a problem with taking care of you, you did that for him for years.'

Well damn, Dean really hoped he still had some time before his Dad and Sam will have a go at it, but now shit is definitely going to hit the fan.

'You know I would take care of him, but I need to go back to school, and don't forget you're a father here, it supposed to be your job not mine!'

'Ok! Stop it right now, you're not going to fight again, especially not because of me!'

But they paid no attention to him, to lost in their anger. Dean had to do something he couldn't let his family to fall apart again. So he did one thing that came to his mind.

'Argh!' a cry of what sounded like pain escaped his mouth at the same time he slide to the couch, clutching his stomach, he was a con man and he was not ashamed of it.

'Dean!' Both man jump to his side, asking questions and checking him out.

'What is it? Where's does it hurt? Sam get the car, I will help your brother!'

'Sam wait, I'm ok …seriously guys. Now that you stopped yelling I'm golden.' He shot them a sheepish grin.

'Dean Winchester don't you dare do that ever again!'

'Sorry.'

'Okay, let's talk like civilized people.'

And they did, they spoke for a long time, it was challenging for Sam and John but in the end they came to a consensus.

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John smiled to Dean as they watched Sam's bus drive away. Maybe this time he actually did something right by his boys, maybe they can still be a family. Mary would want that, she would want them to be happy.

John insides were still twisting in fear of not being able to protected Sam when his at school but Dean was by his side all the time and he almost left the world of living so maybe it was a time to loosen up a bit.

Dean slide into a driving site of Impala, happy to be driving his baby again. He was on the road with his Dad, Sammy was happy on his way to Stanford with a promise of weekly phone calls and Christmas they want to sped at Jim's, life was good for Dean at that moment.

Little did he know that in few years it will only be a memory, and he will be driving around the country looking for his Dad with a little brother mourning a pretty blond girl that burned on the celling.

THE END

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I'm so sorry guys, I've made you wait for so long! But school is crazy right now and my life is pretty hectic at the moment.

So here it is the last lucky chapter 13, really hope you like it. I've tried to tie some lose ends, but at the end I wanted to stay true to cannon.

Now to the next journey! I'm actually thinking about a crossover story with Grey's Anatomy and of course more hurt Dean… let me know what you think about this idea, or maybe you have any request any prompts? I will be more than happy to do something like that but I don't promise it will be fast going. Anyway like always lots of love xxx