Hello guys! This is a Supernatural Au set in a universe where everyone was either born with a Gift(Water, Earth, Fire, or Air) or they aren't. Adam is the result of John, who was Gifted with Fire, and Kate, who has no Gift. He's called a Mixed, a race that is despised and picked on. After his mom dies, his Gifted half-brothers, Sam and Dean, take him in.

Disclaimer:I own no characters in this story.


Chapter One

About two years after a baby is born is when they'll start showing signs of their Gift. If they are gifted with Fire, then they might set something alight, or maybe stick their hand in a fire place and not get burned. If they're Water, they might start manipulating their bath water, or if you take them swimming, they won't come up to breath. For one Gifted with Earth, you have to be careful walking around them because they might cause mini earthquakes. If a child is Gifted with Air, then you might find little tornadoes happening all around your house.

Then, of course, if your child has no Gift at all, they will act like any other two year old.

When Kate Milligan's son, Adam, turned two, she knew that he would not be a normal two year old. She also knew that he wouldn't have the amazing powers that children born with Gifts had. Because neither Kate's father or mother had Gifts, then she didn't either. However, Adam's father, John Winchester, did have a Gift. Kate had met the charming man who was Gifted with Fire when she was a young girl, and Adam had been the result of a one-night stand between them. So Adam was not fully normal, nor was he fully Gifted.

He was a Mixed. A bastard blend of two pure blooded people, who would never belong in any one group, and who would be endlessly treated with contempt and ridicule. When Kate had found out that she was pregnant with him she had considered getting an abortion, just to spare the child the pain of a world that hated Mixed. But after she had told John that she was pregnant he had balked at the suggestion, and had said that if she didn't want their child he would take him. Kate declined him. John was a decent man, but under that courteous smile he gave her, she sensed something broken and hard, and she hadn't wanted her son anywhere near it.

So she had Adam, and he was a beautiful happy baby boy who smiled and giggled at everything he say. And when Kate looked into the joy and innocence in his blue eyes, she nearly burst out sobbing when she realized that those eyes would be filled with hurt and sadness after the world would scorn him for what he was. She watched as her son slept in his crib, innocently and peacefully, and she decided something. She decided that for as long as she could, she would protect her son from people who would tease and taunt him for something that he could not control.

After her maternity leave was over, she went back to being a nurse and she got a babysitter for Adam. A nice and friendly fifteen year old with hot pink braces, who, after Adam's two year birthday, had hissed that she wouldn't babysit a freak.

Mixed were easily identified. After their birthday went by, their powers started appearing, just like Gifted, but with some differences. Mixed children weren't as powerful as Gifted, and they had less control over their Gift. Whereas a fully Gifted child could frolic in a bonfire without a single burn to show for it, Adam would only be able to walk in the fire for a little bit, before he would have to get out, and afterwards he would be very tired.

After the babysitter incident, Kate found a daycare run by an old friend who didn't discriminate against Mixed. She continued to work hard, into the hours of the night so she could support herself and Adam. Adam kept growing, and each day his kindness and happiness would grow with him. There were some dirty looks, from the parents of the other kids who went to the daycare. They made sure to spread the word all over town that Kate Milligan had a Mixed for a son, and soon everyone in the town looked at them funny whenever they went out to the grocery store or to the park. Kate ignored them, and told her son to do the same, that he should hold his head up high because he was just as good as any of them. Then, Adam had started school.

Kids were cruel, Kate knew that. They didn't know any better, once they found someone who was different they either ignored them or teased them. Adam had no friends, and every day after he came home from school, he was miserable. Kate wanted to help and protect her little boy, but there was only so much she could do. It's not like she could follow her son every minute of every day. But she hadn't counted on John.

It wasn't like John had completely disappeared from their lives. He sent child support and came over once in a while to play with Adam, but Kate knew that they were a second thought to him. He had his own life to live, and they could only be apart of it every other time. But then, something changed. Kate didn't know what, and she never asked. John came over more, was a part of their life more. By now, Adam was twelve years old, and still having trouble in school. He was a bright kid and he always got his work done, but he had no friends, and sometimes he would come home with bruises. Kate had talked with the principal of the school about Adam's bullying problem, but the man obviously had no love for Mixed, and he had sneered at her and assured her that all of the children in his school were good hard-working kids. Adam had probably walked into a door, he had said. Kate had resisted the urge to slap the smug man.

That had been about around the time where John had started to become a more apparent part of their life. Kate hadn't known it, but John had secretly been teaching Adam self-defense maneuvers. Kate was a woman who hated violence, so when she got a call from the school one day saying that Adam had gotten into a fight, she had been both shocked and appalled. When she got there to find her son grinning proudly, with a chipped tooth, saying that he had taught his bully a lesson, she had to fight down a feeling of pride while she lectured him about fighting.

Adam had lowered his head in shame, but later, when she told John what happened and asked him to stop teaching her son that violence was okay, she had seen his eyes sparkle with pride as John patted his head and told him that he did a good job.

It wasn't a perfect life. John still disappeared from time to time, sometimes for months in a row, and as Adam grew into a teenager the fights continued, as did the dirty looks from the town people. She still had to work herself ragged to pay the expenses, and sometimes she would just lay on her bed and cry from how overwhelmed she was. But then, her lovely son would sneak quietly into her bedroom and rub her back while telling her that it would be okay, they would be fine, and she knew that it didn't need to be perfect. She had Adam and John.

Then John died. He had been shot. He had been mugged on the street, and instead of giving up his wallet, he fought back. She had to smile at the funeral, because it was just like John to do something like that, and because if she didn't smile then she would cry. She ended up crying anyway, and while she was sobbing outside on the steps, a shadow had fallen over her. She looked up to see two young men who looked like they had been in their late twenties. One had a strong jawline and bright green eyes that had a spark of kindness in them, along with a hardness that reminded her of John. And as she looked at the taller one, who had shaggy brown hair and a smile that looked exactly like one of John's rare ones, she realized that Adam wasn't John's only son.

Adam hadn't come to the funeral, he had been to devastated and refused to go and see his father's corpse. When she explained that to Sam and Dean, Sam had nodded sadly, while Dean had tightened his hands into fists. He had looked angry, and Kate could see why. Adam's father had died and he didn't even bother to come to the funeral? Dean was practically radiating the thought, but he held his tongue after a pointed look from Sam. Kate had asked them if they knew what she was to John, and they had nodded. Apparently, they had found out a while ago in John's secret notebook, but they hadn't wanted to hurt her and her son. She had smiled at that. John had raised some good boys. She thanked them for that, and when she went home she told Adam that he had two brothers.

Adam had looked at her, bewildered. He had shaken his head in disbelief, saying that dad wouldn't have done that, he wouldn't have had a secret family. Kate had to take a deep breath and explain that they had been the secret family. She explained that John had been married, and that she had just been fling. Adam had grown red in anger at that. "Am I just a mistake, then?" he had asked. Kate had shook her head, had told him that John had still loved him, he had loved them both. Adam had simply stormed up to his room and Kate sighed.

The next few months were tense, like they were both walking on eggshells. Eventually, they had a long talk, and things had started to get better. She hadn't spoken about Sam or Dean, and Adam hadn't mentioned wanting to meet them.

They were okay again. It didn't matter that Kate was a single mother who had no idea how to raise a Mixed child, had no idea how to nurture his abilities, and it didn't matter that Adam was a Mixed in a world of Gifted and not Gifted. They were okay.

Then Kate had died in a car accident. And things were not okay anymore.