Chapter One
They thought that Nurse Carrington had fallen in love with the strange man the minute he was entered into the hospital. They thought but they weren't sure. He was very easy to like, hardly ever got upset about anything, very amiable, very handsome. No one really disliked him, Nurse Carrington the least of all. She was young and a little stupid, the other nurses laughed at her behind her back for the way she catered to the strange patient who had appeared out of nowhere; almost literally. But she was good at what she did, and the strange man seemed to be getting better. But when he wandered about the hospital, which he did practically all day, he looked as if a part of him was missing. Something he'd lost. And there was really nothing the doctors or the nurses, even Nurse Carrington, could do about it. But the patient was strange; everyone could agree that about him. Whenever he came into contact with Eloise, another one of their patients who was very religious, he would pat her hand and tell her that it was all for the best if she gave up now; no one was listening. And those eyes, so blue, so deep! Nurse Carrington could always be heard comparing them to the night sky, but even the older nurses agreed, there was something beautifully off about the man's eyes. Something that didn't quite hit the spot in the right way, something that made them cautious of the strange man. The man who called himself a "hunter" and had no visitors, no family to come and see how he was doing. He seemed to be alone.
So obviously the nurses were very surprised when two men came in one day asking for him. Well, they didn't ask for him specifically, no one really knew his name and that made it very difficult, but they described him perfectly. The gorgeous blue eyes, the tousled black hair, the passive expression most of the time, everything. The shorter one, with dark blonde hair, asked if he'd come with a trench coat, and Nurse Carrington, who had been working the front desk that day, told him that he had. So the blonde one smiled winningly at her and asked if they could see him.
Nurse Carrington grinned a bit shyly, she wasn't used to people paying attention to her like this. "Well, um, sorry sir, but really there's only family allowed right now, the young man's in a very delicate state."
"Uh, what do you mean by a delicate state?" The tall one with the long arburn hair asked, sounding a little concerned.
"Well he hardly knows anything. His own name even. He just sort of…..wanders about really." She sighed dejectedly. "We're having him transferred to a mental hospital soon, he's just about done with this place now."
"Listen, Beverly, may I call you Beverly?" The blonde one asked. Nurse Carrington nodded, blushing fiercely and he nodded. "Beverly, that man in there is our family, he's just about the last thing either of us have besides each other. We've been looking for him forever, if we came all this way just to lose him again….I don't know what we'll do."
It may have been his speech about their family or maybe just when he first said her name, but at whatever point, Nurse Carrington's heart melted. She bit her lip and nodded, picking up the clipboard that kept a track record of all the visitors that came to visit the patients. "Just sign in here." She said quietly.
"Thank you so much." The tall one said, picking up the pen and signing his name with a flourish. "We've been looking for him forever."
The blonde one signed his name too and Nurse Carrington took back the clipboard and glanced down at the two signatures. "Huh."
"Is there an issue?" The tall one asked.
"No, no issue. Just….never mind, I don't want to be rude. Are you Dean, then?"
He shook his head. "Sam. And that's my brother Dean."
The one called Dean seemed to study her. "Is there a problem?"
She shook her head. "No, just…..Winchester. Weird name."
Dean smirked. "A weird name for a weird family."
