Feeling my way through the darkness
Disclaimer: Yeah I literally own NONE of this.
Hey everyone! So this great story idea is not my own. It actually comes from the brilliant WhatIsItYo, now under the name CodenameConundrum22. She has given me permission to rewrite and continue her story! However I really suggest you go check out her version of the tale! The code for her story is /s/3325605/1/
I have changed quite a few things though and will not be following his plot line, but the main underlying plot will still be there is guess… The main change is I have made Sam deaf instead of paralyzed.
Summary: Dean and his older brother were taken away to live with their grandparents after John started to neglect them. After a tragic accident Sam comes to live with them. Dean loves his adopted little brother but when John comes back and convinced of demons and Sam's involvement in his wife's death, what will happen to the little family? AU with lots of hurt!littlebrother!Sam and protective!bigbrother!Dean NO SLASH. Deaf!Sam
Basically this story deals with Dean and his older brother, Kadin being neglected and abused by John after Mary dies in a non-supernatural fire. They are sent to live with their grandparents. When they are living with them the grandparents are asked to take in deaf boy named Sam who had been abused by his criminal parents.
Years later the three boys are living a very happy life with their grandparents until they get a phone call that could change their lives forever…
THIS IS COMPLETELY NONSLASH
Anyway I really look forward to hearing some input from you all! Let me know what you think of this chapter and if you think it is worth it if I am to continue!
Oh and yeah the chapter titles are from the song Wake Me Up by Avicii. I was listening to the song when writing this, and the lyrics seemed to work with the story so there you go!
Note: I obviously don't own the song either
Chapter One: "Wake Me Up When It's All Over"
It was a beautiful June day in the small Virginian town. The sun beamed sharply down on the small vineyard, "Wayward Wines". The early morning shift workers were sweating as they trimmed the vines and pulled the plentiful fruit from the bushes. A loud bell rang across the field letting the workers know it was nine and time for a quick early morning break; most of them had been out since six.
On the second floor of the Winchester house sunshine poured into the bedrooms. Dean Winchester groaned burying his face further in his pillow trying and escape the inevitable. As far as the seventeen year old was concerned no one should be awake before noon on and normal day, let alone a Saturday!
Unfortunately Dean knew he had to awaken now if he didn't want to be harshly pulled from his bed by his formidable older brother or lectured on "early risings" by his grandfather. Stifling another groan Dean rolled over and blinked at the light pouring through the curtains of the large window. His grandmother must have already come in and opened them.
Dean sighed, his Nana played dirty, rolled over-
and imminently inhaled a head full of dark auburn hair…
Blowing hair out of his mouth and spluttering indigently Dean woke up fully for the first time and sat up and looking down at his baby brother. Sam was thirteen and had been deaf since age four when his abusive parents had pushed him down two flights of stairs causing him to bash his head injuring the part of his brain that compensated with hearing. Luckily that had been the only brain damage done to the small boy and soon after that social services had caught up with the Sam's parents, and had placed Sam in the care of Henry and Millie Winchester, Dean's grandparents.
"Sammy" Dean whispered, know that his brother could not hear but speaking due to habit anyway, shook the boy gently to wake him. "Time to wake up little brother."
Along with the loss of hearing Sam suffered from hideous migraines, a result of the brain injury, causing him to on occasion to throw up or pass out. Awful nightmares also plagued the boy and it was due to this that more often than not Sam was found in Dean's bed soaking in the comfort that only his older brother could provide.
"Hmm?" Sam murmured twisting slightly.
"Time to enter the world of the living" Dean replied stretching and getting out of bed.
"Where you going?" Sam raised his hands and signing, peering at Dean through half lidded eyes.
Dean looked around the room. He honestly hadn't really thought past 'get out of bed'. However, he was saved from answering when a sharp cry was heard from down the hall.
"DEAN!"
"Shit!" Dean cried driving back into bed and hiding his face behind Sam.
Sam, who was wide-awake at this point started to laugh as Kadin, Dean's older brother, stormed into the room.
"God damn it Dean! You got to stop doing this!" Kadin roared, signing as well when he noticed Sam's wakefulness, a paper flapping in his moving hands.
Kadin was a tall, blonde and at the moment was sporting the most annoyed expression Sam had ever seen. Kadin was a very sweet young man, the perfect balance between Dean's wild arrogant side, and Sam's sweet and innocent nature.
Currently however Kadin looked nothing like the "sweet young man" he was often described as. He had rushed into Dean's bedroom with nothing but a large bath towel wrapped around his waist and was waving a print out of a very ugly face as he ranted at Dean.
"If I find one more of these creepy-ass faces I am going make sure you don't get to drive the impala anywhere." Kadin said glaring at the spot behind Sam's shoulder where he knew his younger brother was hiding.
"You wouldn't dare!" Dean cried sitting up and looking at his brother in mild horror.
"You bet your ass I would. So stop pasting these faces all over my shit!" Kadin smirked as he signed, throwing down the disturbing print out before storming out of the room.
Sam laughed; he always enjoyed watching his elder brother get fed up with Dean's antics. Dean was definitely the trickster of the group. He was constantly messing with Kadin, and Kadin had yet to get the younger boy back, though he swore he would.
"What a grump." Dean murmured through a yawn as he once again crawled his way out of the double bed.
Sam giggled again and sat up stretching his arms above his head.
Dean yawned blearily looking around the room before deciding the effort of getting dressed was less than the need for food. Looking at his disheveled little brother Dean grinned, "Want to go see if Nana will make us pancakes?"
"Hell yeah!" Sam responded turning to his older brother.
"Alright lets go tiger." Dean turned and without warning threw Sam over his shoulder.
"Dean!" Sam exclaimed his voice croaky from disuse. Sam almost never spoke aloud and when he did it was usually his brothers names.
Dean laughed; the sound rumbling through his chest allowing Sam to know what he brother was doing and hit him in response.
"Morning Nana!" Dean chimed as he lowered Sam into his usual seat at the table.
"Good morning boys." Millie Winchester said and with a soft smile, her hands moving simply as she spoke. Millie was a terribly sweet woman who had forever been scarred by the acts her only son John had committed on her grandchildren. But John was gone so it was her job to raise his two boys to be better than their father, something Millie was constantly worried she was failing at.
"Can we have pancakes for breakfast." Dean said batting his eyes in a completely unflattering fashion.
Millie laughed, at sixty-seven she was still young at heart "You know where the ingredients are Dean."
"Yeah, but you make them so much better than we do. Please Nana." Dean said stretching out the last please while throwing in his own version of the 'puppy-dog eyes'. Something that he would always be second place in to the youngest Winchester, who speaking of had the eyes turned all the way up.
"Alright, alright, but next time you want pancakes wake up a little earlier." Millie stood and started pulling out the flour and other things needed to make the breakfast. "By the way, what did you do to your brother? I heard him shouting this morning."
Sam giggled at this burying his face in the glass of apples juice Dean had placed in front of him as Dean tried to explain.
"Well he just doesn't understand a good joke and he is always taking it out on me! Really the guy needs to take a whole bottle of chill pills never-mind one." Dean was muttering by the end of his speech, not bothering to sign as he poured coffee out of the pot on the counter.
"You didn't put ceramic wrap on the toilet again did you? Because I thought having you clean that up once would be enough but I can arrange-"
"No, no." Dean said with a shudder.
"No," agreed Kadin coming into the kitchen and flopping next to Sam at the table, wet hair splattering the papers Nana had left there. "He just keeps posting this weird freaking photos all over my stuff. When I got in the shower there was a creepy green face staring at me from the ceiling. Scared the crap out of me."
Dean snorted and Sam laughed as Millie shook her head fondly at the boys. "Dean, stop messing with your brother." She said pointing the spatula at the middle boy, knowing that if Sam cared to follow the conversation he would read her lips.
"Don't worry Nana," Kadin smirked "One day I will get him back. With Sam's help right Sam?" Kadin said nudging his little brother.
"Oh no, I am not getting involved in this." Sam putting his hands into the air and shaking his head "This is your battle."
"That's right bro, Sammy's brain is off limits." Dean smiled thumping a coffee mug in front of his brother, the dark liquid spilling onto the table.
Kadin groaned and sipped the coffee.
Millie was just placing the last of the pancakes onto Dean's plate when Henry Winchester entered the kitchen wiping dirt from his hands.
"Starting our days late as always are we boys?" Henry said laughing.
"What do you mean late? It's like what, ten? Only old people and babies are up at this time." Dean replied stabbing his pancake with gusto before shoving it whole into his mouth and winking at Sam who was looking at him in utter disgust.
Henry Winchester laughed washing his hands in the sink. Before turning to face his grandsons and his adopted youngest son "So listen Dean, Bobby called this morning and said he got the last part for the car, so if you want to stop by today you are more than welcome."
"Yes!" Dean cried "You just wait by this time tomorrow I will be driving that car all around town."
"If it doesn't fall apart again." Sam signed causing Kadin to choke on the sip of coffee he was about to take.
"Shut up Sam. You know you love the car." Dean boasted smearing more syrup on the last pancake. The Impala had once belonged to Dean's father, something that one would think would keep Dean and Kadin far away from the old car, but both of them remembered how much their mother had loved the car. Dean had always shared that love so Kadin had graciously given the Impala to Dean when he turned 17. Unfortunately even though Dean was newly licensed, the Impala had needed some major work.
"Thanks Pop, can you give me a ride? I can't wait to get her up and running!"
"Can't today Deano. I got to talk to the manager. We are having a decrease in production this spring and I am wondering if-"
"Okay okay! Go play with the grapes!" Dean groused. He had never been interested in the vineyard, unlike Kadin who was looking into one day inheriting the company.
"I'll take you Dean." Kadin said already standing and placing his plate in the dishwasher "I need to talk to my advisor and he had hours on Saturday. Plus I told Penny I would pick her up at noon."
"How is Penny?" Millie asked as she placed a mug in front of Henry and kissed his cheek.
"Prefect as always." Kadin responded getting that sappy expression people often get when they are talking about a new love.
"Bla, bla, bla, moving on when do you want to go?" Dean interrupted.
"Why don't you start by getting dressed?" Kadin said glaring at Dean "and then we can go."
"Alright lets move Sammy!" Dean exclaimed, grabbing his little brother's hand and pulling him to the stairs.
Sam's laughter followed as he was steered out of the kitchen.
Henry shook his head sipping on his drink before turning to Kadin and continuing to talk about work.
"Will you stop that." Sam hands where sharp in his movements as he glared at his older brother, Dean was bouncing in the back seat of Kadin's truck. "Its just a car part!"
They three boys were heading to Singer Salvage where their friend and surrogate uncle worked. Bobby Singer and his wife Karen had been friends with John and Mary Winchester and the boy's godparents before the fire that had killed Mary and had driven John to belief in demons and ghosts. Karen had died right before the fire in a car accident causing Bobby to turn to drinking. But when the news of what was happening to Dean and Kadin had come to light Bobby had been right next to Henry and Millie when the boys where brought home.
When Sam had entered the picture Bobby treated him as though he was his godchild as well, even going as far to learn ASL with the small boy.
"Sam! It is not just a mere 'car part'! This is the final piece Sam! The final chunk that will make my baby run."
"I still think it is weird that you call the car "baby" this isn't Herbie."
"You just don't understand the special bond we have Sammy." Dean responded throwing an arm over Sam's shoulders and pulling him close. Sam's name sign had always been reduced further to mean "Sammy". It was literally the letter 'S' followed by the sign for 'my' meaning directly "My 'S'", which in Deans logic worked out to be "Sammy" as it had both the words 'my' and 'Sam' in it. Dean was the only one allowed to call Sam this.
"No Sam you are right." Kadin said from the front seat. "He is weird." Using a hand not on the wheel to make the sign for weird in Dean's direction.
"Oh shut it Kadin, you don't know how to treat your car. Look at all the crap you have on the front seat. I would never force guests in the back because I was mistreating Baby."
"You aren't a guest dumbass. You're my brother." Kadin responded rolling his eyes and turning into the Singer's driveway.
Barking interrupted whatever Dean was about to say and Kadin threw the car in park as the Singer's dogs ran around the car crying and barking in excitement.
"Whoa! Whoa!" Dean laughed pushing the dogs aside so he could jump down out of the trunk.
"Rumsfeld! Wolford! Get away from them! Damn Dogs" Bobby Singer stomped down the porch steps as Sam followed his brother out of the car.
"Its okay Bobby, they aren't bothering me!" Sam chuckled allowing the dogs to jump and slobber all over him.
"Alright you guys good?" Kadin asked leaning out the window. "Do you need to be picked up or..."
"Naw man we are all set, see you later! Tonight is movies with the guys right?" Dean said turning to his brother and laughing as Wolford, the large black bullmastiff-lab mix, jumped onto Sam's legs and started to lick the boy's face.
"Yeah, I'm goanna pick up a pizza and they will be over at sixish, that good?"
"Perfect I will see you then." Dean clapped his hand on the trunk before standing back as Kadin pulled out of the driveway. Then turning to Bobby and rubbing his hands together Dean said, "Alright old man lets get to work!"
"Who are you calling old you idjit?" Bobby growled fondly his large hands making the signs fluently as he spoke "What are you doing here anyway?"
"Pops said the last part came in!" Dean smirked spinning Sam around as Sam screeched with laugher.
"Yeah, yeah alright you two lets get to work." Bobby ordered leading the two young men around back where the gleaming Impala sat.
It was a pleasant afternoon and while Dean spent most of the time under the hood of the car Sam played with the three dogs while Bobby nagged Dean on what he was doing. Around one o'clock Bobby pulled Dean away so that they go come inside for lunch and a water break.
Dean was over the moon about the Impala, it was running and was able to be driven, something he had been waiting years for. Sam ended up spending the second half of the afternoon throwing sticks for the dogs to chase after and running around the yard himself. He may he thirteen but he was never too old to run around with the dogs.
At around 4 o'clock Dean ran after his brother demanding that: 'Sam come right away and get into the Impala so he could be the first one to have a ride in the best car ever.'
So Dean loaded his little brother into the front seat of the awesome car, told Bobby he would see him in a few days and flew off down the road.
Sam smiled as they rode down the back Virginia street watching as his big brother whooped and shouted with glee.
Sam loved his big brother, Dean had always been there taking care of him ever since he had arrived at the Winchester household. His big brother had protected him from nightmares, bullies and was always there when he was in pain. There was nothing Dean would not do for him. Sam often wished he could repay Dean for all that he had done for him, even if Dean said that it was totally unnecessary.
Turning to face his brother Sam smiled "You're the best big brother you know that Dean?"
Dean turned glancing at Sam as he wound the car through the roads grinning fondly he ruffled his little brothers hair, the Winchester equivalent to: don't be a sap man, but I feel the same'. Then turning sharply he spend towards Wayward Wines.
At six o'clock Dean and Sam sat in the furnished basement playing video games on the large couch waiting for Kadin to arrive.
Suddenly the basement door opened and a whole herd of people came marching down the stairs. All Kadins friends from college and a few of Dean's high school friends mixed in with the group.
"Yo Dean what's up man." Kadins's friend Dylan said plopping down on the couch next to Dean.
"Nothing much, got the car up and working today." Dean said smirking sliding closer to Sam making more room for the other people who started to pile around the room facing the TV.
"Hey what movie are we watching?" Penny called sitting next to Kadin with her legs lying of top of his.
"I don't know I just grabbed if." Kadin's best friend Liam called as he messed with the DVD player.
"You know we were using that." Dean groused throwing and arm over Sam as Deans's best friend Jason plopped next to his little brother.
"How are you little man?" Jason, asked beaming at Sam. Most of Dean's and Kadin's friends had picked up some sign language after hanging out with the three boys for years. Jason was the most fluent at ASL, he had known Dean since second grade when they had started to go to school together. Jason had immediately taken a likening to Sam when they met and had made a huge effort to pick up the language allowing him to communicative with the kid.
"I'm good thanks Dylan." Sam smiled leaning into Dean.
"Alright everyone shut up! The movie is starting!" Lila called from the beanbag chair on the floor and silence descended over the group.
For the first hour everything was fine, the subtitles flashing across the screen, but Dean soon noticed Sam squinting and blinking at the screen, a sure sign a headache was coming.
"Sammy?" Dean spoke leaning down so he right in his little brother line of vision. "You okay?"
"I think so." Came the response "Just tired."
"Wanna go to bed? I'll take you." Dean said already preparing to stand.
"I guess so, my head hurts." Sam murmured burying his face in Dean's shoulder.
"Yeah alright." Dean stood pulling his little brother up with him, and stepping over the people sitting on the floor.
"Everything good Dean?" Kadin's worried voice floated across the room.
"Yeah, we're good." Dean replied making his way up the stairs.
Reaching the second floor Sam made a beeline for Dean's bedroom. Dean didn't comment, knowing that if Sam had a headache he wouldn't want to be on his own.
Placing Sam in the bed and pulling the covers over the small body Dean went to the bathroom and gathered Sam's medication before coming back and helping Sam swallow them.
Pushing Sam's floppy hair our of his face Dean spoke "Sam, you want me to stay here with you? Or do you want to be alone for a little?"
"I'm okay Dean go finish the movie."
"You sure? I can stay." Dean nattered tucking Sam more thoroughly into bed.
"No, I'm fine." Sam signed shaking his head and tapping his thumb to the center of his chest to indicate 'fine.'
"Okay, I'll be back in a little bit okay Sammy?" Dean fussed, always worried when his little brother was in pain.
"mmhmm Dee." Sam mumbled closing his eyes.
Turning Dean flicked off the light and went back to the basement. Kadin gave him a questioning look and Dean shook his head before sitting back down and finishing the movie.
Once the credits were finally flitting across the scene there was talk of starting another, but Dean declined saying goodnight to his friends before heading back upstairs. Changing into his sleep clothes Dean checked on Sam and was pleased to see he was sleeping, meaning they had headed off the migraine before it had gotten to bad. Crawling into bed Dean automatically lifted his arm as Sam rolled into him with a soft sigh.
"Night Sammy." Dean whispered, knowing his brother could not hear him, and pressing a light kiss to his little brother's head before following him into sleep.
A few hours later Kadin peaked into Dean's bedroom and smiled as he saw his two little brothers curled around each other. Both of them had been through such a hard time it was nice to see them at peace.
With a yawn Kadin pulled the door closed and headed to his own bed completely unknowing of the horrors that were about to fall upon their little family.
So what did you think of this first chapter? I know not a lot happened but I wanted to establish the characters and the story idea before really moving onto the main plot!
I am taking ASL at the moment so I do know quite a few signs, but I apologies for any mistakes I make or if something is not clear enough.
Let me know what you thought and any suggestions you may have!
Much love!
~Wind