PROLOGUE
2nd November 1983
"Mary. We cannot have Sam with us. For god sakes you and Dean could've died today." A very angry looking John Winchester all but yelled at his wife.
"What the hell do you mean by that?" Mary Winchester asked quietly, her quite voice masking the rage of a mother.
"I mean that I know it came for Sammy. I know I probably seem like a bastard but I just want to protect Sam and all of us and in order to do that, maybe we should send Sam somewhere safe and this place is obviously safe. I can't afford to lose you and Dean too." Explained John.
"So you want me to treat our youngest son as an abomination. How could you, John? What effect do you think will this have on Dean?" Mary asked is a deadly tone.
"It's not like that..."John trailed off as Mary cut him off.
"You know what John? I think I made a mistake ever having Sam with you. But I am not making the same mistake again." Mary said.
"Mary, I am not keeping Dean and you unsafe because of Sam. It was just a suggestion. If you don't like my decision, you can accompany Sam!" John shouted angrily.
"I am sleeping in Sam's nursery tonight." Mary yelled as she went upstairs.
John sighed to himself and went to his room where his oldest was snuggled beneath the covers. He hugged Dean tight and kissed his hair. Soon, he fell asleep.
Early in the morning, John woke up and went to the kitchen. He found some fried eggs and bacon on the counter. Hoping that maybe Mary's anger has cooled down he thought about apologizing to Mary. He picked up the plate. There was a piece of paper beneath it. It read:
John,
I know you'll probably hate me for the rest of your life but I can't let this happen. I am taking Sam with me. You'll never see us. Take care of Dean and tell him that I am so so sorry. Tell him I love my eldest baby boy but I had to protect my youngest.
Don't try to find us.
All my love to Dean,
His mother,
Mary.
John Winchesters blood ran cold as the pate fell from his hand and he fell to his knees.