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Summary: WARNING SPOILERS: This story refers to Season 2 episodes! Takes place after No Exit – Sam is having problems dealing with his new visions, especially since his newest vision involves someone who won't welcome his help. Can the boys bridge the gap in time to prevent Sam's vision from coming true?
Raven 524: This story is taking place after No Exit and will refer to other episodes from Season 2. If you haven't watched any of season 2 and don't want to know what is happening, then don't read this story. Ok first of all, this will not be a trash the RH crew fic. I actually think that the RH is a good addition, giving our boys some much needed support. But, I don't think they should be in every episode any more than Pastor Jim or Caleb…they are a support network. As to Jo, there will be no Dean pairings here…I really don't see her and Dean getting together, besides Dean should always hunt with Sam…not Dean and Jo (maybe that's why No Exit wasn't one of my favorite episodes…too much Jo and too little Sam) So, if you are Ellen and Jo haters, I'm sorry, but this fic probably won't be for you. Now on with the story!
Ties that Blind
Chapter 1 – Hidden Past
Dean watched as Jo stormed off, for once he didn't know what to say…what could he say to make it alright. Logically, he knew that his father would never have done anything on purpose to put another hunter, especially a friend in danger. But Jo's father had died around the time that Dean's father was just beginning to learn about the evil that existed…it was inexperience that was probably to blame more than negligence. At least that is what Dean decided to believe.
"Come on Sam. We probably won't be welcome around here anytime soon. Let's hit the road."
Sam shrugged and opened the passenger door getting ready for another long drive. At this rate, the Winchesters were going to end up facing the demon on their own…but then, maybe it would be better that way. Before Sam could enter he heard Ellen call from the door.
"Hold on Boys!"
Dean paused and looked over at the woman who had accused his father of killing her husband. "Don't worry Ellen; we won't be bothering you or Jo again. For what it's worth, I'm sorry I didn't tell you Jo was there, but I just thought.." Dean shook his head, what did it matter what he thought.
Ellen walked over to the car and stood looking at the boys. She had regretted the words the moment they had left her mouth, but it was the only thing she could think of to keep her daughter from following these boys on another hunt. "Dean, I can't say that I agree with what you did…but, well, you and Sam aren't to blame for what happened, hell your father really wasn't totally to blame either. It's just he promised…"
Dean turned and softened his voice. "Ellen, I'm not mad at you ok. I know my father wasn't perfect, but I also know that he would have done everything he could to keep his promise…it's just sometimes even John Winchester has to accept that he's not invincible" Dean swallowed as the pain of his father's death hit him again full force.
Ellen squared her shoulders and looked at Dean. "Look hon, it might be best if you and Sam stay away for a little while. Just until I can talk to that fool daughter of mine. I'll straighten her out. But if you boys need anything…anything at all…you call. You'll always be welcome here. Besides, Ash would be mad if he couldn't show off his new demon locator once in a while."
Sam grinned. "Don't worry Ellen, we'll be fine. You have our numbers if you need us."
Dean winked at Ellen "Good luck straightening out Jo…believe me, you're going to need it to keep that gal in the corral."
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It had been a month since Dean and Sam had left the road house. They had just finished getting rid of a pesky demon dog that had been bothering local post men and were resting up before looking for their next gig.
"So, see anything interesting Sammy?" Dean asked as he continued to switch the TV channels.
"Do you have to do that?"
"What?"
"Find a channel and leave it…what are you 8 years old?" Sam grumbled as he tried to concentrate on the newspaper articles he was reading. He was glad that he finally had a lap top again. He remembered when Dean had given it to him…it was like Christmas come early. Sam loved being able to dig in and research what they were hunting.
"So, you didn't answer me…have you found anything yet?" Dean turned off the TV and tossed the control onto the end of the bed.
"I'm not sure…I decided to do a search for unexplained fires…I know it's a long shot, but maybe we can find another pattern." It had bothered Sam that the demon had broken patter with Webber or Anson or whatever his name was. There had to be a way to find the special children. Maybe if he could reach them in time, he could prevent another Max or Webber from being created.
"Sam, you know that not all these kids are going to be killers right?" Dean was concerned; his brother was becoming fixated on finding the others. He wasn't sure that they were ready yet to take on the task that Sam was setting out for them.
"I know Dean…I just thought I'd start trying to figure out a way to locate them."
"Sam, Dad spent his whole life trying to stop the demon from hurting other families…we can only do so much. Besides, there's plenty of other evil things out there to hunt…we just have to keep doing what we do…the rest will fall in place."
Sam shook his head. "Ok, how about this. There has been a rash of unexplained fires in Chicago. No sign of accelerant can be found and the fire department is at a loss to explain how they are happening. There have been at least 10 of them in the last 6 months."
"Pretty thin Sam, how do we know it's not just some arsonist?" Dean moved over to read the articles that Sam had pulled up.
"We've checked out things with less, but if you want to just wait around here until something else comes up…I'm fine with that." Sam said as he closed the laptop and moved to lie down on the bed. He counted and smiled when it took Dean less than 10 seconds to answer.
"No, Chicago sounds good. Let's just hope that none of Meg's friends are still around." Dean shivered as he remembered their last trip to Chicago.
Sam laughed as he stood up. Suddenly Sam grabbed his head as a white hot pain lanced through his brain. He felt Dean catch him as he started to fall…fall into another vision.
Sam was standing outside a modest home in what looked like an older neighborhood. He could hear the sound of the L train in the distance so he knew he had to be somewhere near downtown Chicago. As he watched, the house suddenly burst into flames.
Sam watched in horror as figures began to appear in the upstairs windows. There was an older woman and three small children pressing their terrified faces up against the window. Sam ran towards the house, but the heat was so intense it drove him back.
He noticed that the older woman had something in her hands; she was trying to break the window. As he watched, the window was smashed, but before she could do anything else, there was an explosion of flame that engulfed the woman and the children. Sam covered his face as he heard the screams of the victims…
"Dean…we have to help them…oh god, they all burned!" Sam whispered as he pitched forward unconscious into his brother's arms.
TBC
Raven524: Ok, so the newest one is started…let me know what you think!