Disclaimer: See chapter 1.

"Dean?! Dean!" Sam called as he rushed forward to hug me. I placed my arm out to stop him from advancing anymore.
"Castiel is fine. His heartbeat has gone back to normal." I glanced back to see House and the rest of the team still in the room with Cas, "I'd recommend calling Hannah and getting him some more grace, whether it's his own or someone else's." I didn't wait for his answer before I walked off. He grabbed my arm before I could fully leave.

"Dean. What's going on? We need to talk." Sam said. I saw that the team had walked out of the room and were watching us.
"I don't have anything to say to you. Not now, not ever." I snapped at him. I saw that immediately he put on his puppy dog face. This was his way of trying to persuade me to stay around and talk to him. I pulled my arm out of his grip and picked my stuff that I had dropped at the nurse's station when I had raced to Cas's room. I then stalked down the hallway and pressed the button to get the lift down to the lobby. I glanced back to see Sam looking at me, with his thinking face on. I knew that he was about to come after me so I quickly turned and walked down the stairs instead.

I had managed to make it down the stairs and halfway past the Clinic when I heard running footsteps behind me.
"DEAN!" I stopped and hung my head. That was my brother. Never leaving anything alone, even when told again and again. I turned round and faced him, hopefully we could keep this civil and not bring much more attention to us.
"Sam, I don't want to talk to you. I left for a reason. I'm okay with my life now. Hendrickson has helped me to sort my life out. He did yours at the same time. I've stepped away from it, and so can you. No more hunting." Sam seemed shocked that Hendrickson had helped me. Hendrickson had obviously not been able to get into contact with him.

"We are so close though Dean. Yes what happened to Charlie was tragic, but she helped to decipher the codex. She managed to send it to us. All we need to do it find Rowena again and we can remove the mark." I shook in anger at his words. How dare he?! Charlie died because of him. I heard him walking towards me and I just snapped.

"SHE DIED BECAUSE OF YOU! IF YOU HAD JUST LEFT IT ALONE, SHE WOULD STILL BE ALIVE! I TOLD YOU TO LEAVE IT! I TOLD YOU SO MANY TIMES! YOU JUST DON'T KNOW WHEN TO LEAVE IT ALONE!" By the time I had finished, I had tears streaming down my face, I was breathing hard and everyone's attention was on us. That attention included Cuddy, House, Wilson and the rest of my team. I think the three elder doctors saw the desperation and despair in my face and all came towards me.
"I think it's time for you to leave." Cuddy told Sam. Wilson grabbed me by my shoulders and pulled me back, both to move me away from Sam and to pull me into a hug for comfort. I glanced over Wilson's shoulder and saw Sam looking at me whilst shaking his head.

"It wasn't a request. I don't take kindly to people making my doctors cry. Only I can do that. You obviously know our latest patient so you can do one of two things. One, you can leave now and still be allowed to come and visit him. Two, you are escorted out by security and are not allowed back in." Sam looked down. He knew he had to take the first option if he had any way of helping Cas. He dropped his shoulders and shuffled out the door, with security keeping an eye on him as he did so. House shooed away my three fellow team mates and followed behind Cuddy with me and Wilson following shortly behind the both of them.

I knew that questions were about to asked by all three of them. I sat down on Cuddy's couch with Wilson beside me. Cuddy pulled over both chairs from the front of her desk and placed them in front of the couch. She and House both sat down and just looked at me and waited. I sighed and closed my eyes trying to centre myself before I did something I regretted.

After a few minutes, I opened my eyes and took a deep breath.
"That man was Sam." I started, "He is from my past. I can't explain many details except that me and him, we go way back. In fact I've known him his entire life." I took another breath, knowing that an outburst was due after the next sentence out of my mouth, "He's my little brother."
"What?"
"Huh?"
I laughed as it was both Wilson and House that spoke. Cuddy just stared at me in shock.
"He's my brother. When we were younger, him 6 moths and me 4 years, our mother died. It set our dad on an unofficial government job."
"Unofficial?" Wilson asked. I nodded.
"It was only brought to the attention of the government about 11 years ago what we were doing. Before that, it was known simply as either the Hunt or the family business. The government now call the beginning as unofficial cause now they have made it all official." They all nodded to this explanation.

"When what we did was brought to the attention of the government, they allowed the both of us and others that we had interacted with, a free pass. For example, I had been falsely accused of murder about 12 years ago." I felt Wilson move away from me, and it hurt surprisingly. I knew they probably wouldn't take the news well, but it still hurt.
"How were you accused in the first place?" House asked.
"I had gone back to a woman's house who was being stalked by somethi-one." I hoped that none of them had noticed my slip up, "By the time I got there it was too late, she was dead. She had managed to call the police before she died, but unluckily for me, I had arrived just before them. They came barging in and I had to run, not before they saw me. This observation plus my finger prints being on her body led them to believe that I was the one who killed her." I looked away before continuing, "I…I… found them and killed them for what they had done. She was just the latest in a long lined killed." I glanced up.

Cuddy and Wilson looked horrified but House was intrigued. I knew then that I had probably lost my friendships there and then. I always knew this was the inevitable. I could never have something for a long time. I inwardly cursed Sam. If it wasn't for him I probably could have got away with not working Cas's case. We sat there in silence for a few minutes before my phone rang.

"Winchester." I answered it whilst ignoring the others in the room.
"Dean? It's Hendrickson. We just got knowledge that Cas had been admitted to PPTH. How you coping with it?" I smiled, Hendrickson had taken me under his wing when he had got me off all charges.
"I'm fine. Unfortunately, Sam showed up." I replied, a small smile on my face.
"Stupid boy. Never knows when to give up." I laughed.
"Exactly what I said to him, well shouted at him. In the lobby. Of the hospital." I trailed off as I knew I was in for a tongue lashing.

"WHAT?! Why would you let him get to you? We practiced dealing with this type of stress." I gave a sarcastic laugh.
"Of course. We dealt with the scenario that my brother would turn up at my workplace, along with Castiel, and then demand I go back on the Hunt with him because he's so sure that he can remove the mark." There was silence on the other end before a chuckle.
"Fair point. But seriously Dean, how are you?"
"I'm doing well, although I may have to request 3 people have clearance. Maybe even 6 if one of the three won't shut up."

"Dean. I don't know…" I was expecting that but had an argument.
"It's my boss, my boss' boss, my boss' best friend and my teammates. They are people I work with closely, if Cas being here cause trouble, they have the right to know exactly what we are dealing with." There was silence on the other end of the phone and I knew that Hendrickson was thinking it over.
"If this is going to cause trouble, then just use one of the many favours the government owe me." Hendrickson chortled and made a sound of approval.
"I'm assuming you are with them now, so you have my permission to tell them." I nodded, even though he couldn't see me and said my goodbyes.

I placed my phone in my pocket and looked at the three that were already in the room. They didn't seem to know what I had been going on about.
"I need to page Chase, Cameron and Foreman and then we can get down to me explaining." I did as I had said and we sat and waited. 5 minutes later, I was getting a glass of water when the three of them walked in.

"Sit down," They did as I asked, "I know you are all curious about my past and I have just been given the authorisation to tell you. What I say is not to be repeated to anyone. You can and will be arrested if you say a thing to anyone with no authorisation." They all nodded and I stood in front of all of them.
"I am or rather was what one would call a Hunter and I dealt with the Supernatural."

Before I could continue, I heard glass smashing and screaming from the lobby and clinic.