Catching Up
Prologue: Um Mom, It's A Long Story

There hadn't been much time to talk at first. The moment Dean and Mary got back to the bunker they saw the puddle of blood and knew something was horribly wrong. Thankfully Dean could still reach Cas on his cell and, passing over the angel's elation that Dean survived, got a description of the woman who ambushed them. After that it was almost too easy. The woman wasn't very good at stealth and covering her tracks. Lady Toni Bevell had taken Sam to England on a private jet and with a few well-placed prayers to the Angel of Thursday, they were there ahead her. They staked out her home and the airport for when she returned but Sam wasn't with her. Under interrogation, she admitted that she had been simply following orders and that the other Men of Letters had taken him from her when they landed at a private air strip. Cas searched the entire city of London until he found a basement underneath an old Victorian home. The Men of Letters had been keeping Sam there, bound and gagged to a chair, and the angel easily took him away. It appeared that while they knew a lot, these Men of Letters had little practice at actually putting the knowledge to use. Sam didn't say much about it so Cas just brought them home.

Finally when they were back in the bunker, the Winchester boys could have their reunion with their mother. "My babies," she hugged them both. "I can't believe how grown up you are and you're hunters." She pulled away to cup their faces. "I had hoped that you two wouldn't have to live this life. What did your father say?"

"Oh, uh well mom, that's the thing," Dean and Sam exchanged awkward looks. "We never knew you had been a hunter until later. Dad was…the reason we became hunters."

"John encouraged you to hunt?"

"Strongly encouraged," Sam scratched his head while Dean nodded briskly.

Mary looked between them, "I get the feeling you boys aren't tell me everything."

"Mrs. Winchester if I may," Castiel interjected. "I believe the phrase 'gross understatement' applies here."

"Thank you Cas," Dean made a face.

"Boys what aren't you saying?" Mark put her hands on her hips.

"It's a really long story mom," Dean blew out a breath. "I don't even know where to begin."

"Hang on I got an idea," Sam ran to his room and came back with a huge boxset of DVDs.

"What is that?" Dean asked before he saw the cover art. "Where did you get those?"

"Stole them from Jared Padalecki's house but there wasn't this many," Sam frowned slightly. "It seems like every year another DVD gets added talking about everything we'd been through for that time."

"Well that's strange," Dean snarked. "Thanks for telling me Sammy."

"They're not hexed or cursed," Sam shrugged. "I always get a note, 'Enjoy Sam'."

"What are these things?" Mary asked, pulling a DVD from the boxset. Her eyes widened, "Is that you two?"

"Alternate universe versions of us who are actually actors on television show depicting our lives," Dean clarified and Mary was even more confused. "Yeah we know, it's weirded us out too."

"Mom, these are DVDs from the show. Like tapes but on a CD. They'll tell you everything you need to know about what's been going on." Sam offered them to her. "I mean they don't cover every single detail but you'll get the gist of it."

"Why don't we watch it together then? You boys can fill in the blanks," Mary proposed logically.

"I guess we can do that right Dean?" Sam looked his brother.

"I don't know man, reliving the last -" Dean did a quick count of the DVDs, "Eleven years is not exactly going to be pleasant."

"Maybe not but mom has the right to know what's been happening to her family and I want to make sure she understands," Sam argued back and Dean's shoulders dropped in defeat.

"Fine but if we're going to get through this then I'm going to need at least a beer and burger," with that Dean went to the kitchen but he stopped mid-step and turned back grinning. "Cas you're in this too so don't you dare fly that feathery ass anywhere."

"Of course Dean," Cas had a ghost of smirk on his face. "I can think of some 'experiences' of yours that I'm highly interested in hearing what your mother has to say about."

The smile slid off Dean's face as the implications hit him. "Son of a bitch," he grumbled.

"Language young man," Mary reprimanded to snickers from the other two.

"Great, just great," Dean huffed and stalked to the kitchen.

A/N: Hey guys, I'll be going into what happened with Sam and the Men of Letters as the series but let me just say, all is not what it seems. That being said please, please, please, make my birthday and drop a review. I hope you enjoy the story as we follow along this journey of laughter, tears, and a whole lot of sass. Until next time, ENJOY! R&R PLZ!