Prologue

Theodore's Pov.

A constant beeping woke me from my sleep, I opened my eyes with a start only to be blinded by an intense light. Snapping my eyes closed I groaned from the increasing beeping noise and a flash of pain down my right side. Hands suddenly closed around my shoulders holding to the bed underneath me, a woman's voice spoke,

"Calm down Theo. You're safe, in the hospital. I need you to calm down." The softness of her voice put me at ease, I slowly relaxed against the bed, peaking through my eye lids to see who she was. My eyes gradually adjusted to my surroundings. I was in a green room, my heart beat was being monitored which explains the steady beeping that woke me. The woman had a gentle smile with kind brown eyes, black hair pulled back into a bun and wearing blue scrubs. She smiled sadly at me and said, "My name is Jackie, do you remember why you're here sweetie?" I thought for a moment and suddenly it all came flashing back to me.

My mum's cries shattered the peaceful evening, I ran though the small flat that we lived in to find my mum on the floor with her boyfriend Stuart, standing over her with a knife. I ran at Stuart, the only thing in my mind was to protect my mum. I started hitting him however as I was only 7 I didn't make much if any difference to Stuart; he grabbed my arms and enclosed me into an unbreakable hold, my squirming only made him hold me tighter. My mum tried to stand up to help me only to have Stuart to slam her down to the floor, her bones making a cracking sound as that hit the cold, hard surface. Her face scrunched up in pain as she groaned. I was able to turn around to see her, what I saw made my cry even harder. She had fresh bruises littering her arms and neck, a cut on her cheek bleeding down her pale skin, then I noticed her fragile frame shaking with fear for me and herself. "Please Stuart…don't hurt her." She begged through her cracking voice. Stuart only eerily smiled and chuckled, "Ah my dear. You should have thought of that before you disobeyed me." He threw me into the wall, I hear a defining crack and slump down to the floor as the pain spreads like fire threw me. Stuart began making his way over to my mum. I could only watch as he beat her until she couldn't cry anymore, then he swung the knife into her chest. A scream pierced my ears. Only when he began making his way over to me did I realise that it was me who screamed, grinning at me he crouched down to my level on the floor stroking my hair, "Shhh. There is now need to cry, it will all be over soon." He whispered to me. I felt an agonising pain in my right side, I wanted to scream but I was too tired and hurt. Suddenly there was another voice yelling something through the now deafening sound of blood pumping through my ears. Stuart's body was yanked away from mine and then everything went black.

I swallowed and spoke with a shaky voice, "My mum?" Jackie smile faded fast as she looked to the ground, shaking her head she replied quietly,

"I'm sorry sweetie." I felt my world crashing down around me. She had always been there for me, I couldn't believe she was gone. "We called your father, he is on is way here to get you." She said trying to ease my pain. I zone out of her voice then, there was nothing anyone could say to make this okay.

Two days later

I was still in hospital waiting for my father to come collect me. A man I have only met 4 times in my whole life. I was worried about what he would be like with me, but I couldn't bring myself to care. I mean could you really blame me? My mum is dead. I have nothing left. According to Jackie, Stuart was shot by the cops upon entering, not that I was morning his loss. I hated him. Interestingly so did my mum, however she was too scared to leave him, worried about his reaction she kept telling me. Guess it doesn't matter now. I saw Jackie walking towards my room with my dad, John Winchester and two other people, not wanting to do anything I pretended to be asleep.

"You have one strong kid Mr Winchester. Fractured arm, pierced stomach, head wound and needed 45 stitches, however she hasn't complained once." Jackie voice rang through the room. My dad nodded his head saying,

"Yeah, she is one hell of a fighter." He sighed, "I don't suppose you could give us a minute?" he asked politely.

"Sure thing Mr Winchester, I will come back in 10 minutes with the forms." Jackie simply said and left closing the door behind her. I could hear dad walking over to my head and watching me,

"Come on Theo." He called to me, "I know you're awake." I slowly opened my eyes, turning to look at my dad. He looked older than when I last saw him, tired, even slightly sad and concerned. This was not a look I was used to. He tried to smile at me but failed, "Sorry my girl, if I had known…" a sigh escaped him as he trailed off. He turned around to wave over the other two people in the room. Both boys, brothers I thought, one tall with dark blonde hair and green eyes like mine, the other also quite tall with shaggy brown hair and chocolate brown eyes. Dad spoke up, "Theo these are you're older brothers." He pointed to green eyes, "This is Dean my eldest." Then gesturing to puppy looking boy, "This is Sam the younger of the two."

"Hey there kiddo." Dean offered with a small smile. I simply nodded to them. John then said,

"Well Theo you're going to live with us now, while we…work. Gonna sign you out of here grab some of your things you want with you and then we're outta here." Choosing your words carefully there Dad I thought.

"So you mean you're going hunting for monsters and taking me with you?" I ask him. All three look stunned, "You're not as subtle as you think." As this is the first thing I have said to him since he got here he takes a moment to compose himself before replying.

"Um, yeah. Right. Your definitely too smart for your own good. Fit right in." He says with a hint of pride in his voice. Jackie comes back in and hands Dad the forms, then moves over to me to help me sit up and dress into some ordinary clothes. Now sitting in a wheelchair, Jackie about to push me out of this place when Dean bets her to it. Jackie walks with us to the car explaining how to look after my wounds to Dad, as we reach the car which just happens to be a beautiful black 67 Chevy Impala Jackie says goodbye and heads back inside.

Arriving at the flat I once called home, to drained to even ask how Dad knew where I lived, Dean and Sam got me out of the car and helped me into the elevator then into the flat. They placed me on my bed as I told them where my things were. I reached grabbing a photo of me and Mum and my most prized possession, my laptop. Mum and I built it last year together, as I have a bad habit of hacking into things. Always keeping her on her toes and she says. Dean snapped me out of my daydream as he scooped me up carrying me back down to the car while Sam carried my small bag, all the while trying to avoid me having to look at the blood stained floor. Settling me in the back of the Impala so I was leaning on Dean, he wrapped an arm around me keeping me warm but being mindful of my stitches, Sam took of his huge jacket and draped it over my small body for extra warmth. I began to fall asleep to the sound of the Impala on the road and Dean humming the Metallica song playing quietly, it was the first time in years that I closed my eyes without being afraid of what I'd wake up to. Maybe having brothers won't be that bad.