Sam opened his eyes and saw that he was standing in the middle of a country highway, surrounded by trees on both sides of the empty road. He turned around and saw Dean, leaning against the Impala with his hands in his jacket pockets, a light smile on his face. Sam noticed that his eyes seemed softer, and his shoulders weren't holding all that stress and tension that Sam would normally see in his elder brother.

"Dean."

Sam breathed out, tears climbing into his eyes. Dean smirked and pushed himself off the Impala, but didn't take a step towards Sam.

"Hey Sammy."

Dean greeted back, cocking his head slightly, something Sam knew he had picked up from Castiel. Sam looked around at the empty highway before turning back to his brother. "Where are we?" Sam asked softly, his brown eyes meeting vidid green ones. "We're in heaven Sammy. We finally made it." Sam gave a small scoff of disbelief, tears filling his eyes again.

"I've been watching over you Sammy."

Sam narrowed his eyebrows playfully. "That sounds a little creepy Dean." Dean laughed and poked the ground with his foot. "Yeah, well I promised I'd protect you, didn't I?" Sam laughed and stuck his giant hands in his coat pockets. Dean looked at his brother fondly before a scowl settled on his face. "Hey, I was protecting you and watching you from here. That means I saw how you died. I don't approve." A sad look filled Sam's eyes as he looked away, unable to look his brother in the eyes.

"What was I supposed to do Dean? You were gone, the war with everything was over. I boarded the gates of hell, killed any demon that didn't make it back, and even helped angels get back into heaven. For a whole year I was strong on the outside, carrying out my duty while I was secretly dying inside, only because of you, because I knew you would be pissed if I didn't finish what you couldn't. Once it was all done, I just... Couldn't handle it. I was alone, all my friends were dead, family was gone, and I missed you. Every day was torture, because I would turn my shoulder, or look up from my computer, expecting you to be there with a beer in your hands, looking at a book or listening to your iPod; but when I turned my shoulder, or look up from my computer, and you weren't there, it just tore my heart apart, over and over again. You were supposed to be there with me. You weren't supposed to die before me. You promised you'd be there, and then you just weren't."

Sam's voice broke and the tears he had managed to hold back suddenly came flooding out. Sam collapsed to his knees, holding his face in his hands as he sobbed. He felt Dean wrap his arms around Sam's shoulders and hold him tight, and eventually Sam buried his face into his brother's chest. "Shh, it's okay Sam, I'm here. I'm here now." Sam clutched at his brother and inhaled deeply, breathing in his brothers scent of car oil, whiskey, and faded leather.

Dean was here. Dean was alive.

After ten minutes of Dean holding Sam and promising over and over again that he was never leaving again, the two men stood up and Sam was wiping at his face, embarrassed by his tears. "Let's never speak of that again." Sam stated half seriously. Dean laughed and gently punched his brother in the shoulder.

"Bitch."

"Jerk."

Dean smiled fondly before ruffling Sam's hair. "It's been a year Dean; how was heaven?" Dean grinned. "It's amazing Sam. Everyone is here. Jo, Bobby, Ellen, Kevin, Mrs Tran. Anyone that we were closed to who died, is here." Sam raised an eyebrow at Dean. "I noticed how Jo's name was first on your list."

Dean blushed lightly and cleared his throat. "Well, Sam, um... Jo and I are a thing. Now. We're um, we're dating, I mean." Sam laughed at his brother for tripping over his words. "You're a thing?" Dean cleared his throat again. "I'm actually going to propose soon." Shock flashed across Sam's face. "Is that a good idea, with you guys being hunters and everything?" Dean grinned widely.

"That's the thing Sammy; we're not hunters. This is our heaven, and we says goes. We never wanted to be hunters; I've always wanted the Apple pie life, and here, I have it. I can start a family and not worry about some crazy demon coming and killing us. We're free Sammy."

Sam grinned and clapped Dean on the shoulder, hard. "That's amazing Dean." Suddenly a whooshing of wings were heard, and the boys looked up to see Castiel. Dean's breath hitched slightly; he hadn't seen Castiel since he arrived in heaven.

"Cas."

Dean whispered, staring at his blue eyed friend. Castiel smiled at the shorter man and turned to Sam. "Welcome Sam. It's good to see you again." Sam smiled. "Yeah, nice to see you too Cas." Castiel cocked his head slightly. "Everyone is waiting for your arrival Dean, you are taking longer than what was expected. Jo specifically asked me to tell you, ahem, to 'get your pretty ass back here with your brother or I'll break up with you.' Her words, of course, not mine." Dean laughed.

"She's feisty, but she won't break up with me. Loves me too much."

Dean winked at Sam before nodding at Castiel. "Alright alright, we'll go there now. Tell them to be patient, okay?"

Castiel nodded and then he was gone. Dean grinned at Sam. "Alright Sammy, get in the car. We have a reunion to get to."

x.x.x

"SAM!"

As soon as Sam entered the Roadhouse (because where else would everyone be?), he was immediately jumped by a short girl with long, blonde hahair and deep brown eyes. "Hello to you Jo." Sam laughed, hugging Jo tightly. Jo smiled fondly before marching up to her boyfriend. "Dean Winchester, you are in serious trouble!" Dean held up his hands in mock surrender before winking at Sam. He scooped the girl into his arms and pressed his lips against hers, holding her tightly to his body. Jo returned the kiss with just as much energy before pulling away. "Alright, you're off the hook..." She grumbled, breathless in his arms. Dean laughed and one by one, everyone came to Sam and greeted him kindly and warmly. Tears filled his eyes as old friends, who had long been dead, came and greeted him, everyone smiling and laughing. Someone handed Sam a beer, and someone else turned on the jukebox, letting music fill the empty spaces between where conversations were being held. Eventually couples started to dance to the music; Bobby and Ellen, Jody and her husband, Garth and his wife (who Sam couldn't remember the name of, but he still thought it was sweet that she was here), Dean and Jo (who was now wearing a small ring on her ring finger; leave it to Dean to propose on the Sam day his brother was back), and even Kevin and his mother. They weren't a couple, of course, but still, they too were laughing and dancing.

Sam surveyed the room, drinking his beer, alone for a moment. He was smiling happily; everyone he loved was here and it was as if no one had died and they had all been back on earth; it made Sam think of what could have been if monsters and other things that went bump in the night never existed in the first place. A hand clasped his arm, bring Sam back to reality. He looked down and his breath was stolen right out of his lungs.

"Hello Sam."

Jess greeted, a soft smile on her face. She was as beautiful as Sam remembered, and maybe even a little more so then he remembered. "Jess?" He whispered, disbelief evident in his voice, and in his face. Jess giggled. "I've been waiting for you for a very long time. So let me ask; may I have this dance?" Sam took her hand and pulled her onto the "dance floor" and they started dancing, happiness seeming to glow from the two.

Castiel stood outside the Roadhouse, looking in. He was going to join the party, but first he wanted to survey the joy that seemed to ooze out of the building. Castiel smiled, knowing that this heaven was correct. Sam and Dean Winchester could live the rest of eternity in this place of happiness, and Castiel would make damn well sure that nothing disturbed the brothers of their peace and happiness.

They deserved a bit of happiness.

Hello, me again~ so I came up with this today, what do you think? I will not be writing anymore of this particular setting/style/AU/whatever-else-you-want-to-call-it, but I will (of course) be still writing, so if you wanna check out my other stuff I highly recommend doing so! I'm thinking of writing a story with Dean and Jo (not my OTP, but I still ship it. If she hadn't had died... Ooh) so let me know if you would be interested in that. :) so please leave a review, and as always, love yourself!

Much love and stuff,

-ImmaSlytherout