Just another Winchester
Adam is alive but in danger so Sam and Dean have to take him to Bobby's. He learns to hunt with them. Season 4 canon related.
Disclaimer: Don't own Supernatural, the boys belong to Eric Kripke.
Warnings: Spoilers for season 4. Language.
A/n: My first Supernatural story. Adam had a twin brother, Daniel, which is the body that Dean discovered in the tomb. I also made Adam younger, in this story he will be 19. Starts with Season 4 episode 'Jump the shark'.
Chapter 1: Meeting Adam part 1
Dean didn't want to believe it. He had another brother. He remembered reading somewhere about the five steps of grieving. Something about one of the steps being denial. That is what he is feeling right now, denial. Not that he was grieving or anything and if he was it won't be over something like this.
Sam seemed to take it all in stride. He only did research on his computer about the kid that claims to be John Winchesters son. The rest of the ride was spend in silence. They arrived in Windom, Minnesota early the next morning, Dean deciding not to spend another night in the car had decided to drive the whole night.
Dean parked at the Cousin Oliver's diner, where they were to meet Adam. Thinking the whole night had Dean convinced that Adam was some kind of monster who was using their dad as bait to get to them. With a determent look he climbed out of the car and walked to the trunk of the Impala. Sam probably seeing the look on his face decided to share his findings of Adam.
"Dean, look, the best I can tell, Adam Milligan is real. Born September 29th, 1992, to Kate Milligan, no father listed on the birth certificate. He's as Eagle Scout, graduated from high school with honors and currently goes to the University of Wisconsin, biology major, premed."
Dean just ignored him.
"Dean? You listening?
"This is a trap." Dean said and started walking to the diner.
"Dude, he had a brother."
That made Dean stop and face him.
"Daniel Kevin Milligan, Twin brother, older by 20 minutes. He died in a car accident 1 months ago."
"It doesn't matter because this thing isn't our brother." Turning, he again proceeded to walk to the diner. Sam just shook his head and followed him.
Dean walked into the diner and saw a open table in the corner, started walking to it. He took one of the chairs and pushed it to the opposing wall, so this thing will have to sit at the window and to make it harder to escape. Sitting down he threw a glance at the whole diner taking note of all the exits and threats.
"Dean, I'm telling you, the kid checks out."
"Great. So he's an actual person on the planet Earth. Sucks he's got a demon in him."
Sam just sighed knowing that no matter what he said Dean won't listen to him.
The waitress approached and greeted them. If it was under any other circumstances Dean would have hit on her so quick that her head would have been spinning. He didn't though and it ended with her basically throwing the menus at them and walking away.
Seeing an opportunity arise Dean decided to put his planning in effect. Taking the water glass he emptied it in the pot plant behind Sam's back.
"What are you..?"
Dean then took the flask of holy water he had in his back pocket and poured the water in the glass under the table.
"Holy water."
"Yup"
"One sip of Jesus juice, his evil bitch is going t be in a world of hurt.
Placing the glass of holy water on the table he then proceeded to take out the rolled up silver eat ware and rolling it out.
"And what if he's not possessed, Dean?"
"Then he a Shapeshifter." Dean had a convinced note in his voice.
Sam then saw what Dean was doing.
"Hence the silver."
Dean places the silverware on the opposing eating space while looking around the diner.
Sam decided to check the menu than listen to Dean's unreasonable argument.
"Look, either way, this thing is gonna bleed. I mean using Dad as bait? That's the last mistake of it's short, pitiful life."
Sam looked at Dean incredulously and debated about speaking his mind.
"What? What?"
"Dean, listen."
Opening their Dad's journal to show Dean.
"There's an entry in Dad's journal from January 1992 saying he's headed to Minnesota to check out a case. That's roughly, oh about nine months before the kid was born."
"Coincidence."
"Coincidence. The next two pages in the journal, torn out."
"You're not actually buying this, are you?" Dean's voice was incredulous.
"Look man, I don't wanna believe it. It's possible. I mean, Dad would be gone for weeks at a time, and he wasn't exactly a monk."
Dean just rolled his eyes.
"I mean, a hunter rolls into town, kills the monster, saves the girl, sometimes the girl's grateful."
"Well, now I'm thinking about Dad sex. Stop talking."
Sam unwilling to let a change goby to make Dean uncomfortable made another comment.
"Maybe he slipped one past the goalie."
"Dude."
They heard the door chime looking up they saw a kid with dark blond hair walking in and looking around.
Dean's first thought was that he walked like Dad. He wondered if Sam saw it too.
"Adam?" Sam asked.
The kid turned to them and started walking towards them.
"You Sam?"
"Yeah. This is Dean."
Adam's pov.
Calling his Dad, the last thing he expected to hear was that he died more than two years ago. John's working colleagues probably didn't even know about him and Daniel. A gruff voice had answered the phone and after telling the guy that he was John son, he could hear that the guy was shocked speechless. He could hear a voice in the back asking who is on the phone and after a rustle and a muffled conversation another guy answered the phone. After deciding on a appointed meeting they said goodbye.
Tomorrow 8 am at Olivander's cousin diner.
Adam wondered who these guys were and what their relationship to his dad was. It must have been close to still keep his cellphone active for more than 2 years after his death. He was sitting at the table and looking around him at all the pictures and memories of his life and suddenly he couldn't take the silence anymore. Taking his duffle he climbed in his mother's old pickup and drove the nearest hotel to book a room for the night.
Trying to sleep that night was again was useless. His dreams were filled with screeching tires, bending metal and the worst of all his brothers voice screaming for him.
~SUP~
He will never get used to waking up to his own screams and hopefully never will. Looking over at the alarm clock on the nightstand he saw that it was 4am. Knowing that he wouldn't be able to sleep again he decided to wash up and watch TV. There was nothing interesting on so he left it on a commercial.
He was looking at the TV, when he started thinking about his brother. Even though they looked alike, he and Daniel was as different as night and day. But despite their opposite personalities, they were close, more like best friends than brothers. They belonged to the same friend ring and their friends would always make fun of them having two bodies but one only mind because always seemed to know what the other was thinking. Like two peas in a pot their mother would always say. All siblings have their differences and all siblings fight.
They were fighting the night they were coming from a party at the University of Wisconsin. For the life of him he couldn't remember about what. Daniel was a bit drunk so Adam was driving. They were driving Daniel's 1970 Dodge charger. They were in a heated argument and Adam almost didn't see the oncoming truck swerve into their lane until it was too late. Turning the car to the left made him loose control, and the wheels locked, he felt the other car hit him on the right front corner and then the momentum made the charger roll. He could hear Daniel screaming for him.
A noise from the TV brought him out of his memories. He felt the tears dropping down his face and a helpless sob breaking free from his mouth.
"Danny, no."
It was a while before the tears finally stopped. Looking at the time again he realized he was a bit late for his meeting with the two guys who knew his dad.
Walking into the diner he looked around trying to spot the two guys when a voice called his name to his left. Turning he saw two guys sitting in the corner. The one who called his name, had shaggy dark brown hair and a open and friendly expression on his face Even sitting down with his shoulders slumped forward he could tell that the guy had length.
The other guy had a darkish blond military cut and sat relaxed. Adam could tell by the guy's closed expression that he wasn't really relaxed. His eyes betrayed a tension which made Adam think of Daniel when he was uncomfortable with a situation.
"Hey."
He sat down opposite them.
"So, um… how'd you know my dad?
"We worked together." Said Sam.
Adam threw a glance at Dean and decided to just believe it, even though he couldn't see Sam as a mechanic.
"All right. How did he die?"
"On the job." Sam replied.
"He's a mechanic, right?"
"A car fell on him." Dean replied a hint of impatience in his voice.
That is Bullcrap, if he ever heard it. He was about to speak his thoughts when Denise, the waitress approached them.
"Hey, Adam. How are you doing? She asked while placing a glass of water in front of him.
"I'll take that." Dean said. "I'm very thirsty."
This guy is an absolute douch, Daniel would have loved him.
Denise probably used to this, decided to ignore him.
"The usual, Adam?"
"Yeah, thanks, Denise."
Not knowing what to say, he decided to take a drink from the water in the remaining glass. He could feel their stares on him but ignored it.
Sam broke the silence.
"So when's the last time you saw John?"
"I don't even know. It's a couple years." In truth he knew exactly, he just didn't want to go into details about the disastrous last meeting with his dad.
"Why'd you decide to call him now?"
"I didn't know who else to call. He's the only family I got."
Before Sam could voice the question, Adam answered it.
"My brother died about month ago and my mom's missing."
"Really? I'm sorry. For how long?"
Before Adam could answer Dean interrupted him.
"It's tragic, really. But if you're John's kid, how come we've never heard of you?"
The tone of Dean's voice was disbelieving.
"Because, John and me didn't really know each other. Not until a few years ago, anyway."
"What do you mean?" Sam asked.
"My mom never talked about him. I knew some stuff."
"What kind of stuff?"
"My Mom's a nurse and Dad came into the ER, pretty torn up. He was in a hunting accident or something."
Dean rolled his eyes.
"I knew his name: John Winchester. That's about it. We're not exactly a nuclear family."
"Yeah, well, who is these days?"
"So when did you-? When did you finally meet him?" Dean asked.
This guy is starting to get on my nerves.
"When I was 12. My mom had one of his old numbers and after I begged her, God, 24/7, she finally called him. Daniel of course tried to stop me. When John heard he had twin sons, he raced to town. I mean, he dropped everything. He drove all night."
He was interrupted when the waitress brought his food and he thanked her.
"Oh, that's heartwarming." Dean said sarcastically.
"You mind." Adam gestured to his food.
"No, please, dig in." Dean said
He said it with such a tone that if Adam hasn't eaten here since he was 5, he would have thought the food was poisoned.
To stall he placed the napkin on his lap. Suddenly a sense of unease ran over him, he had to actually remind himself that there were people around him. To get rid of the feeling he decided to keep talking about his Dad.
"He would swing by once a year or so, you know. Called when he could , but still.. He taught me and Danny poker and pool, even bought me my first beer when I was 15."
"And he showed me how to drive, actually both him and Daniel, though I don't know where Daniel learned. Dad, he had this beautiful '67 Impala." Daniel loved that car.
Suddenly Dean got aggressive.
"Oh, this is crap. You know what? You're lying."
"No, I'm not."
"Oh, yeah, you are."
Enough, I am done with this asshole's crap. Who does he think he is.
"I'm sorry but, who the hell are you to call me a liar."
"We're John Winchester's sons, that's who. We are his sons" Dean proceeded to gesture to himself and to Sam.
Adam looked between Dean and Sam who had a apologetic look on his face.
"I've got other brothers?" Adam couldn't help the hint of hope that crept into his voice.
"No, you don' have brothers, Look, man, I don't know if you're a hunter—"
Deciding to interrupt him because he really didn't know what this guy is talking about. "I have never been hunting in my life."
"Whatever. I'm out of here. Come on, Sam." Dean then stood up and started walking out while Sam just sat there. Adam knew if he didn't speak up now that it will be too late for a second chance
"I can prove it."
End of chapter 1
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