Hi Ya'll so I haven't been on for like um 2 years. I WANT TO WRITE AGAIN. I'm going into Junior Year of HIGH SCHOOL. Holy Crap! Right? Well I want to write again. Private Message me what you would like to see or I'm probably going to set up a pole on my profile so go ahead. I'm not sure if I shoud keep the username HamsterRox because I made it so long ago, but I might just keep the name for old times' sake anywho enough about me. ONTO THE STORY.

A gun clicked. A fire was shot. 3 men were down. A mother screamed and a baby cried. The murder then

brought the gun back up to inside their mouth and let the trigger go.

"Sammy. You can't do this to me," Dean said his eyebrows rising.

"Don't call me that Dean. You know that this was the last straw. I don't want to live without a brother for Pete 'sake." Sam said shaking his head.

Dean started to tear up, no matter what kind of girls broke his heart his brother would always hurt him the worst.

"I've had it Dean. The constant lying, being 'brave' and trying to save my life. Have you ever thought that MAYBE I didn't want to live through all of this?!" Sam spit out. "I'm done. I'm not going to be a hunter anymore. I'm going to settle down finally, find a wife. I'll even change my name if it comes down to this. I will live a normal life."

"Sam-" Dean started to say but Sam interrupted him.

"No Dean, I'm serious. Goodbye." And with that Sam walked away from Dean. With intention of never seeing him again. And this time, for good.

6 YEARS LATER

"Dadddy?!" John asked standing up to sit on his father's lap. That's when Melissa walked in.

"Dean," She said kissing him on the cheek. "Can you take Johnny up to his room and put him to sleep? I mean he's five, he shouldn't be up this late.

"Mel, it's like 9:30 at night," Dean chuckled looking at his watch.

+She smiled, "Exactly."

Dean smiled and picked up his son into his arms. He walked up the stairs to his sons room placing him in his crib. John. You're the best thing that has happened to me. Dean smiled at his son. His Son. When he was little trying to prove himself to his father he never dreamed that he would have his own son. I promise I will never do what my father did to me, to you.

Smiling He walked out of the room and into the next room. Melissa was laying in the covers, hair up and round big glasses on. He smiled. My Wife and Son. Melissa looked up when he came in.

"Dean," she purred as he slid into the covers next to her. She put down the book and tangled herself into him smiling into his chest. "I'm so happy,"

Dean tightened his arms around her, "me too-"

CRASH

There was a giant crash from the kitchen. Dean tensed up and whispered to Melissa to go and make sure John was okay. Dean grabbed the baseball bat he kept under the bed. Creeping down the stairs he realized the sound was coming through the kitchen. Using his ninja sneaking skills he crept into the dark kitchen. Well he expected it to be dark, instead there was light coming from the fridge and in front of the fridge was a very tall figure. Dean flipped on the lights he knew who it was.

The figure turned around food dropping from his hands when he saw Dean. "Well isn't this a twist of events," he smiled.

Dean looked at him. "Sam?"

I hoped you liked that! I haven't written fanfiction in forever. I'm so glad I'm back. So I'll update you a little on my life.

My name is still Dani.
I am 16 Years old and going into the 11th Grade.
I now have my very own laptop. WITH INTERNET MWAHAHAHA
I have blue hair.
I FUCKING LOVE GIRAFFES.

My twitter is MsDaniMiller if you wanna see my hair or talk to me or just plain stalk me

That is all.

Please Review

Xoxo

Dani