Hey guys supernatural isn't mine =( but anyways

This story is about if dean had a different life while Sam was at college and if dean was visited by the demon too. Story is very dark toward the end and will be short because this is like a prologue to a longer story im writing kk?

P.S im sorry if I accidentally jump between 1st and 3rd person I kinda suck at keeping myself on track when writing.

DEAN POV

I was barely 22 when it happened, Sam announced he was leaving.

I couldn't believe it, I remained silent as dad yelled like I knew he would and obviously sam did too because he braced himself for a large fight. The yelling continued for well over an hour, john wouldn't let sam leave because it wasn't safe to be away. Sam only retorted with " oh and like hunting is anymore safer than the real world" " this IS t he real world sam and if you walk out that door your walking out on this family, if you walk out that door don't you dare come back!"

and the fight continued until sam simply stormed off into his room. And dad walked out the door, I knew he would come back eventually so I went back to the room I shared with sam.

I knocked once and heard a yell " go away dad" I simply opened the door and stepped in even from looking at sam from behind I could see he was tense, I went and sat on the bed closest to the door, my bed , I watched sam sadly as he began to pack he looked at me from over his shoulder he must have seen something in my expression because he came and sat next to me, " its not your fault big brother, I don't want this to hurt you –" before he could continue I blurted out what I desperately wanted him to know "then please don't go sammy, please I cant protect you out there –" "I DON'T NEED PROTECTING DEAN!" sam yelled insulted, "I know that but sammy, im sorry I just don't want you to go" I continued anyway. "im sorry dean but this time you cant stop me" I was wounded from just that comment I knew I could hold him down if I had to but this was something sam really wanted and he had gotten into Stanford , of all places, on a scholarship , and then he went and pulled the puppy dog eyes on me, I couldn't refuse that so I let out a sigh no matter what sam said this still felt like sam was running from him and that hurt worse than anything any demon could do to him . I stood up and walked to his side to help him pack making sure he had everything he needed maybe if he left on a good note he wouldn't completely loose his brother but for some reason that thought felt so very false to him. Before sam walked out the door I put a hand on his shoulder and handed him a knife that was meant to be a birthday present, I had sharpened it myself so I knew it was sharp, if sam had to be away from his protector then at least he knew he was still somewhat protected. Sam hesitantly took the knife. "….dean"

"please sam just take it"

Sam nodded and put the knife in the waist band of his pants. And then turned and hugged me I grabbed him close not wanted to let go but after a few moments I did because at much as it hurt sam would have left anyway. The sight of my little brother walking away broke my heart and this moment in time was one that would be ingrained in my mind a memory of pain I would always carry with me.

It was inevitable that when dad came home to a sammy-less house he went off his head screaming at me, he was drunk and raging and I knew I would pay for it in the morning but I screamed at my dad "its your fault for driving him away in the first place dad, you know he hates this life and you argue with him at every turn" I channeled all my frustration and sadness into my yelling, I wasn't going to cry, I refused to show any weakness at my loss, this comment earned me a black eye and a new round of being yelled at. Dad passed out on the lounge eventually.

The next morning dad had me running and doing training that would tire even a soldier out. It wouldn't have been so bad if there was a familiar body running next to me but everytime I glanced across out of pure habit to check on sammy the pain of loss hit me again and again. Last nights fight was the start of many fights over the next year.

1 year later.

The day after sam left john began to push dean to his limits emotionally by getting into fights with him almost everynight and physically by demanding dean to extra drills and go on hunt after hunt never really stopping in a town longer than it took to solve the case then they where off again to find another one. Bobby had called and chewed john out about it but ultimately dean put up with it he was a good and obedient soldier and one of the best and toughest hunters around,

dean could see that john was hurt by sam's leaving,, john just wanted to protect his kids and that's why john pushed them so hard, he wanted them to have a fighting chance in a very cruel world

We hadn't heard from sam…..

It was a day after my 23rd when dad passed me some papers, I looked down at them in confusion, it was research about a possible werewolf in Lawrence. I looked up at dad in shock " I think your old enough to take this one on your own" was all he told me before he passed me my duffle with all my belongings and guns and then he passed me a set of keys. I knew them instantly. "the impala dad?" I said in shock but he was already near the door he stopped and turned around just before he was out of sight

"You're the strongest hunter I know dean, and I know you will take care of her…. Look after yourself, ill catch up with you soon." I stood there unable to think. I was in awe the impala meant more to me than I think even dad knew, it had been a kind of home to him, he wished sam was here to see this…. He stopped that thought in its tracks, thinking about sam was off limits, if sam wanted them he could call them, I refuse to break. And with that he left the motel and went over to the impala still barely able to believe it was now his! Dad was no-where in sight. He got into the impala and got ready for the drive to his birthplace.

He knew there where several reasons why john had sent him on this hunt. One was because it was only one werewolf. And he was sure he could take it on, he had had enough training to take on three but it was a start. And also john would never be able to come back to Lawrence without feeling the guilt and heartbreak of loosing mary. Dean thought he could use this as closure, his first hunt on his own in the town where he can first gained a sort of independence, he had to grow up fast in order to protect and look after sammy afterall.