Legalities, as always Sam and Dean and all things Supernatural do not belong to me. They are the property of the CW and Kripke Enterprises. I wish they would share, but I don't think that is going to happen so I guess I will simply play in their sandbox for a bit.

Rating T: For language and injured Dean and possibly Sam throughout the story.

This story does not contain slash just good old brotherly love. If you like the story please review it, I have not had this Beta'd and am new to this experience, please keep this in mind when reviewing.

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Chapter 15

Resolution and New Beginnings

Dean watched in horror as the knife slid down Sam's chest and the red bloomed on his brother's skin, running in rivulets down his stomach and collecting in his waistband of his jeans. "Stop!" he called from his position in the chair. This had to stop he couldn't watch the sit bastard torture Sam, Dean just didn't have that in him. He hadn't thought to ask his brother where the boys were yet, and as that occurred to him he wanted to throw up. He knew that chances were Sam had brought them with him, who could he have left them with if he hadn't? No one that's who. The whole scene was making Dean not only angry was pissed as hell too. He and Sam were once again being punished for things that their father had done and there wasn't a damn thing that they could do about it.

Worse was the fact that his sons were going to have to share in the responsibility as well and they hadn't even been born. This just blows. He thought as he shifted again in his chair, the blood flow still limited to his legs and the dizziness in his head ebbing a little so he could focus easier.

He was seriously getting tired of this idiot's monologuing, he freaking hated it when the bad guys wanted to explain everything. "Seriously…whatever you're gonna do could you just get on with it, because I'm tired of listening to you blab." Dean stated and rolled his eyes at Matt. He was hopeful that it would take the attention off of Sam; he got his wish when Matt cam striding purposefully toward him with the knife held carefully to his side.

"Dean Dean Dean…what am I gonna do with you?" he asked as he twirled the blade in his fingers.

Dean narrowed his eyes in contempt, "Honestly, couldn't care less."

Matt smiled and leaned in with the blade, he ran along Dean's chest creating a mirror image to the bloody cut on Sam's chest. "I think you should share the blood."

Dean looked up slightly and was surprised to see movement behind Matt, the twins were slowly sneaking over to where Sam was struggling silently against the wall. Dean understood what was happening here, if he could keep Matt's attention on him and get the guy angry enough then he would lose control of the spell holding Sam. Once that happened then Sam could take the…Was that the demon killing knife I just saw? He questioned himself silently. Then Sam could take that blade and kill this sad sack of shit once and for all and hopefully they could get out of there before Crowley figured out what the hell was going on and came for them all.

Dean inhaled sharply as he saw the boys approach Sam, he turned his attention back to the psycho in front of him, "So Matt…we killed your mom, well my daddy killed your mama, so what? You need to just get over that and move on man." Dean's toned was light and even he thought it was obnoxious, so he knew that Matt would be pissed off by it as well.

Matt's expression shifted to one of rage as his face turned red and his eyes bugged out of his 'borrowed' head. He leaned into Dean and slammed the knife into Dean's thigh, causing Dean to cry out at the unexpected pain. "Sonuvabitch!" he spat out as burning pain erupted in his leg.

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Sam watched his brother draw the attention of the witch from Sam to himself, his face reflecting his concern for Sam as he did so. This was how Dean had dealt with the yellow-eyed demon all those years ago as well. Once that asshole had determined that he wanted to screw with Sam, Dean had done everything in his power to piss the demon off and the draw that anger back on himself. Sam sighed in sadness that once again Dean was willing to sacrifice himself for his family.

Movement to his right caught his attention and Sam looked to see the twins, carefully watching Matt, sliding toward him along the wall. Cameron was carrying the demon-killing knife and was looking intently into Sam's face trying to convey the plan. Sam focused around the pain in his chest, trying to understand what the boys were planning and how he was involved. He wanted to cheer once he realized that not only were they in on the plan so was Dean, he felt the hold on him slip as Dean continued to taunt the witch. Quickly Sam found that he was free of the hold, the boys reached him and carefully slid the knife into his outstretched hand. Cameron nodded at Sam in support and then they both slipped behind Sam as he moved silently toward the man currently trying to turn his brother into a thanksgiving turkey. The bastard was carving into Dean's chest, Dean bit his tongue and gritted his teeth to keep from crying out in pain, but Sam could it all.

Sam was just about to the man's back when he plunged the knife into Dean's leg and his brother could no longer hold back his screams, the sound that was ripped from his throat was too similar to the one's from the night with the hell hound more than five years earlier. Sam froze at the sound, instantly transported back to that hellish moment. He shook his head and grabbed Matt by the shoulder, pulling him back onto the knife and plunging it into his heart from the back.

"That's for CJ, you bastard!" Sam whispered in a harsh whisper.

Matt stepped away and then turned to look Sam in the eyes, his gaze then flickering to the twins, just behind their uncle. Each one wore an expression of both anger and sadness. This man had been their father for most of their lives, and they had just put the knife in his back, sorta. Well they had given the knife to the man that had plunged it into his back.

Cameron looked Matt square in the eyes and then he looked at his brother, "For mom." He said quietly, Cole tilted his head and then nodded, "For mom." He whispered.

Sam placed the knife back in his waistband, just as Matt collapsed to the floor, the life now draining from the borrowed body along with the light that had been in Matt's eyes.

Sam turned immediately to Dean, who was slumped forward in the chair, his head hanging down and his eyes closed.

"Dean!" Sam cried and rushed to Dean's side; he pulled the knife out and cut the ropes holding Dean in place. His brother immediately slumped forward and Sam gently caught him, his own cuts stinging painfully in the process. "Geeze Dean, you're too freakin heavy dude." Sam complained as he carefully lowered Dean to the floor, this would let him get a better view of the injuries.

The good news was that they were not as severe as they had been the last time Sam had found his brother after being in Matt's company. Sam sat back up, "Cameron, can you bring me my shirt please?"

Cameron quickly moved to pick up the discarded piece of clothing, running to hand it to Sam. He took it gratefully and then placed it against his own wound, soaking up some of the blood.

Sam then leaned over Dean and placed his fingers on his brother's neck, he was thrilled to find the strong steady thrum on Dean's heart beat and the warm puffs of air that indicated that he was breathing fine. Sam then looked over at Cole and Cam, "Out in the Impala, trunk, there's a big first aid kit…can you go bring it to me?" He tossed the keys to Cole as the boys both nodded and took off out of the room.

Dean moaned jus then and started moving, his eyes peeking out from beneath his eyelids, "Sammy? You okay?" he asked quietly, hissing as the pain in his chest and leg mixed with the pain in his head. Sam looked at Dean, really looked at him and he was surprised to see the same expressions there that he had always seen, concern, worry, fear, anger, and love. Sam wondered sometimes about the last one, he knew that he and Dean had been on and off for the last couple of years, but he was glad to see that that one thing hadn't changed.

"Yeah, dude. I'm good." Sam patted Dean on the shoulder. "We gotta stop meeting like this." He chuckled as he watched Dean turn his head and catch the body of Matt in his peripheral vision.

One side of Dean's lips curled up into a smile, "Yeah…people are going to start to talk." He reached out and patted Sam's knee in brotherly affection. He turned to scan the room looking for his boys, he started to struggle to rise when all he saw was an empty room. "Sam, where are the twins?"

"Right her dad." Cameron said as he came back into Dean's field of vision. He set the first aid kit next to Sam and then moved to kneel on the other side of Dean. "You okay?" he asked softly as he looked at the wounds that his other father had inflicted.

Dean smiled and reached up to run a hand along Cameron's jaw, cupping it gently in a show of love. "Yeah, I'll be okay, son." Cameron's golden-green eyes lit up with please at being called son and he leaned a little closer to Dean.

Cole noticed all this and he came to kneel next to his brother, placing his small hand on Dean's arm, "We were so scared, uncle Sam and I got that message and he hauled ass over here, didn't we Sam.?" Cameron threw a look at Cole in disapproval of the language.

"Hauled butt, Cole, don't swear okay buddy?" Sam said as he started cleaning up his brother wounds so that they could get out of this hell hole. Luckily, Dean wouldn't need a hospital this time, Sam could stitch the wounds together and then they could recover in the lair.

Dean smiled at his boys, he was proud that they had kept their wits about them, even though the situation had been extreme, since the man they had helped kill had been their father for the better part of their lives. This was not a fact that Dean had forgotten, but he was grateful that they had come in when they did or else either he or Sam or maybe bother would already be dead.

He rolled his eyes over to the dead body of the witch that had destroyed his boys lives and killed their mother and he was filled with a sense of anger that the man had ever managed to get that close to them. "Sam let's burn that body and get the hell out of here before Crowley comes looking for his pet witch and the blood." Sam agreed, he helped Dean get slowly to his feet, both of them were swaying slightly from the pain and the blood loss, but they would make it.

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Sam watched as the boys played video games, Dean had bought an xBox 360 and several games and currently the kids were taking one another on an in a game of Mario Kart. Cole was winning, Cameron was calling him a cheater and throwing popcorn at him as they played.

Dean sat at the table, his wounds nearly completely healed…again. His leg was bothering him some and the pain from the original wounds on his feet came and went depending on what he was doing. His leg where he had been stabbed had healed well, there was only a small two inch scar where the blade had sliced into the muscle. The carving's on his chest had scared slightly, and there were still weird symbols on his stomach, in a pale white. But overall he was healthy and Sam was healthy and the boys were safe.

Dean had no doubt that Crowley would try again and that he would have to save Sam from the trials and god only knew what he would do with the twins when that actually happened…maybe Garth? Na…bad plan, they would run the guy wild. He thought in answer to the last idea.

But as much as it looked like he had saved the twins, in actuality they had saved him. Dean had never thought that there was a life for him beyond hunting and now he knew that there was. The mistakes of his youth and choices he had made in his past had given him and Sam a future…it had set them free.

THE END

Author's Note: So I think that is as far as I can take this story. I am working on a sequel that will track the Crowley problem and get further into the blood rites that the twins are the keys too.

Please review if that is something that you would like to see, the sequel and the other storyline with Crowley. Thanks for reading.