A man ain't made of stone

I was supposed to be the rock that you could stand on. Stronger than an old oak tree, but all you ever wanted was the one thing I never let you see the tender side of me. I tried to be a mountain solid and strong. All it took was your leaving to know I was wrong. A man ain't made of stone. A man ain't made steel. The way I feel right now I thought I'd never feel. Sometimes is all it takes is facing the night alone. That's when you know a man ain't made of stone.

Phoebe draped their mother's favorite blanket over Piper and Wyatt, "Wyatt look buddy, was your grandma's favorite blanket. Your great grandma sewed this quilt for your grandma when she was no bigger than you. There's a lot of love and magic in this blanket."

Piper forced back tears when Wyatt didn't even smile he just grabbed a fist full of the quilt in his hand and stuck his thumb in his mouth. Gently Piper stroked her son's hair and whispered, "Please. Wyatt just a tiny smile for mommy please; I love you so much."

Phoebe squeezed her sister's hand, "Is there anything I can do?"

Piper swallowed the lump that was in her throat, "Phoebe. I don't even know what do? I don't think I can take another minute without hearing his laugh or seeing him smile. I've read him his favorite story over and over again. I bought his favorite toy. I offered to let him play with our old spirit board. I've given him a warm bath. I feel like a second rate mom."

Phoebe sat down on the floor beside her sister and sighed, "It's almost like Wyatt is once again copying his father."

Piper cleared her throat to keep back tears, "Phoebe that doesn't even make any sense. If you aren't going to be helpful, then go help Chris get ready for his play date."

Phoebe shook her head, "How much do you know about the night Dean and Sam's mother died?"

Piper huffed, "What do you mean how much do I know? Phoebe, Dean is my husband he told me everything. Aazazel killed his mother when he was four years old. Dean's father handed Sam to Dean and told him to get outside and not to look back. What else is there to tell? Aazazel is dead. That terrible part of their life is over. What on earth could any of that have to do with Wyatt? Tell me because I am dying to know."

Phoebe took a deep breath and stared into her sister's eyes, "Piper, Dean saw his mother burning on the ceiling that night. Witnessing a trauma like that at such a young age changed him. He wouldn't talk. He had nightmares for a long time. According to Bobby the only thing that snapped Dean out of it was being responsible for Sam."

Piper kissed her son's blonde hair and let a single tear fall down her face, "Phoebe if that's the case then how can I help my son?"

Phoebe wiped away her sister's tear gently, "Piper, you need to let Wyatt know that Dean is really here. Once he realizes that he will hopefully be his normal happy self again."

Piper snapped, "So I'm supposed to just forgive Dean for walking out on this family? If it's really his fault that Wyatt is frightened and upset then he owes me a hell of a lot more than just I'm sorry. I want to know why he just walked out that door and I want to know why he came back. I love Dean very much Phoebe. I just don't want him to turn out to be like dad. I don't want to have to deal with him walking in and out of our lives. I don't think Wyatt and Chris could handle that. I can't…"

In this world of mine there was no room for weakness. I covered every crack in the wall. There ain't no way that I can keep this secret. When you go like Jericho I fall. You thought I wouldn't shatter, would I even care, but there's more to what I'm made of than this broken heart can bear. A man ain't made of stone. A man ain't made of steel. The way I feel right now I thought I'd never feel. Sometimes all it takes is facing the night alone and that's when you know a man ain't made of stone. Sometimes all it takes is facing the night alone, and that's when you know a man ain't made of stone.

Dean sat on the edge of his bed and snapped, "Sam I told you I don't want to talk about this. I've got a heart broken kid and a woman who's so pissed at me…"

Sam spoke in a voice harsher than what he meant to, "What are you that much like dad that you would sooner run away from your problems. So much like the man that you would put hunting ahead of your son."

Dean ran a tired hand down his face, "I left because I thought I was doing the right thing. All I want to do is keep Piper and the boys safe, keep you safe. I just… I just didn't know if I could do it anymore… if I should do it anymore. I couldn't save mom. I let dad down. I couldn't stop you from dying in Cold Oak. Was I supposed to just let Piper down too? What was I supposed to do?"

Sam crouched down before his brother all of the anger had been replaced by concern, "Dean. You didn't let Piper down. You didn't let your boys down. You sold your soul to save my life. I know you don't understand it and I don't either but there was a reason that dad saved you. There's a reason Castiel brought you from the pit."

Dean snorted, "Dad wants us to continue where he left off, saving people hunting things the family business."

Sam started to say something but he heard a soft knock on the door. Piper entered the bedroom with Wyatt in her arms. She spoke quietly, "Wyatt. Your daddy is a very brave man. I know it's hard to understand but everything he does is to keep you safe. He loves all of us very much."

Dean swallowed thickly, "Piper. Can… I?"

Piper didn't say a word she just placed Wyatt in Dean's arms. Wyatt reached his hand up and touched Dean's cheek. Dean smiled sadly at his son and then looked out the window, "Wyatt I think it's time I teach you how to do something very important."

Piper frowned slightly, "How old were you when you learned how to wash a car?"

Dean spoke softly, "I was five years old. Bobby took me into the back of the salvage yard and there was this old junk car. He had me wash the car and squirted me with the hose and I laughed for the first time in what my dad told me was a very long time. I think washing the impala will hopefully help Wyatt."

Piper nodded and stroked her son's hair, "Ok. Let's get you dressed buddy. Do you want to wash the car with daddy?"

Wyatt's lips trembled before he stammered, "Me wash daddy baby?"

Dean hugged Wyatt close, "I love you so much Wyatt."

Piper tried to speak around the lump in her throat. In a tear filled voice she whispered, "You are safe, you are loved, and you are wise."

Phoebe heard the noise and ran into the room, "Piper is everything ok?"

Wyatt turned his head and smiled at his aunt, "Auntie Phoebe!"

Phoebe's eyes welled up with tears as she pulled her nephew into her arms, "Oh buddy. I missed you so much."

Wyatt looked confused and wiped away a tear from his aunt's eyes, "Me here. No cry."

Phoebe kissed her nephew's head, "You were here buddy but you weren't you. I'm so glad you are back. Do you want to see some magic?"

Wyatt looked between Phoebe and his dad before he answered, "Want wash daddy car."

Phoebe smiled warmly and mumbled under her breath, "Like father, like son."