Disclaimer: I do not own Supernatural and am not making money by writing this story.
Disclaimer 2: The title is from the song, Chasing Cars and I am not making money by using it as the title of my fanfic.
Chapter One
December 1998
They met on a cold winter night in a house that was a bit old and a bit rusty; those conditions didn't stop the owners from having a party though. The holiday spirit was evident from the bright decorations to the genuine smiles to the tacky clothing attire.
They, however could not sense the holiday spirit. Furthermore, they didn't know that they were meeting such significant people. Heck, they didn't know who they were themselves; just fetuses waiting to get out and finally see the world through their own eyes.
But their parents knew. Knew that their sons would be kind, smart and even funny. They would be proud of them everyday of their life, no matter what happened.
"Hello, it was nice of you to invite us." Naomi Milton smiled and reached out her hand expectantly.
Mary Winchester shook her hand and said, "Thank you for inviting us over. Where's little Annie?"
"She wasn't feeling well so we had a babysitter come over."
"I heard that some nasty bug's going around. I hope she gets better." Mary smiled genuinely.
Then she suddenly said, "How far along are you?"
On instinct, Naomi patted her plump stomach and said, "Almost nine months."
"So you're due soon."
"Yes." Naomi said giving a small smile.
"Me too." said Mary.
"Yes, our little tough Dean can't wait to get out." A tall man with the most dazzling eyes had appeared and wrapped his arms around Mary's waist.
Mary laughed and took her husband's hands into hers.
"Your baby's name is going to be Dean?" Naomi asked curiously.
"Yes, after Mary's mother, Deanna. She had a heart attack…. it was a tragic accident." John's eyes turned soft.
"Oh." Naomi let her eyes wander around the room when she spotted him. He seemed to be having the time of his life, telling jokes and being at the center of attention.
Inias Milton seemed to notice his wife's gaze because within seconds, he appeared mere inches away from her.
He had a calculating expression on; planning on how to conquer and win over his next victims. They of course weren't aware of it.
"Pleasure to meet you, Mrs.….?" He said and placed a kiss upon Mary's hand. Naomi rolled her eyes; it was astounding to her how her husband still didn't know the names of their neighbors. It was all work, work, work for him.
"Winchester." Mary supplied.
"You have a beautiful vacation home."
"Thank you, Mr. Milton." Mary said.
"Call me Inias." He smiled at her.
"Sure." Mary gave a small smile anybody could see that her body language gave off a sense of hostility.
John cleared his throat.
"It's nice to meet you too, Mr. Winchester." Inias said and held out his hand.
John shook his hand all the while keeping eye contact. He could feel that there was something off with Inias; he just couldn't put his finger on it.
"So what's your baby's name going to be?" Mary asked.
"We're not sure yet." Naomi answered and at the same time, Inias, said, "Castiel."
"Yes, I suppose Castiel will fit just fine." Naomi quickly agreed but her smile had faltered.
"Gotta keep up the family tradition." Inias said and put his arm around Naomi's neck and if anybody noticed that his grip was a bit too tight, nobody commented.
Castiel was born several days after Dean. His big blue eyes were always brighter than the sky. They gave Naomi the warmest feeling in her heart.
The Winchesters and the Miltons were neighbors so whenever Naomi had some free time, she came over with Castiel.
Dean was a very loud baby, always wailing and complaining. But whenever Castiel came over and was placed next to Dean in the crib, he grabbed Castiel's thumb with his own and seemed to calm down.
He never woke up crying when Cas was sleeping next to him.
Years later, his little brother would tease him about how he could never shut his mouth even from the start. But he would just roll his eyes and lightly punch Sam in the arm.
The only thing he clearly remembered from those early moments was the safety and contentment he had never felt anywhere else.
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