Dean (10 years)

Sam (6 years)

Madison (Maddy 6 months)

Kansas

"Come on, let's say good night to your sister..."

"Good night, Maddy!" Sam ran over to the crib and pressed a kiss to his sister's forehead.

"Night, Mads," Dean tickled her toes through her blanket sleeper. He was completely head over heels for his baby sister, but often he tried to play the cool card.

"Good night, boys," Mary bent down to hug and kiss her sons. The boys were so in love with their baby sister and it made Mama proud.

"There you are," John's voice came from the hallway where he stood watching the scene with a look of adoration. He'd worked a late shift at the mill bringing him home at bedtime.

"Daddy!" Sam ran and jumped into his arms. Dean stood back waiting for an invitation. He didn't have to wait long before John placed Sam on one hip and reached down to snatch him up as well.

"So what do you think, boys? You think Maddy's old enough to toss around a football yet?" John chuckled as Mary walked over to join them. They paused to kiss long enough to make the boys say "ew".

"No, Daddy!" Sam giggled.

Madison began to whimper in her crib and Mary turned back to tend her. John could see how torn she was, knowing the boys needed her attention to get settled into bed for the night.

"You got her?" he asked, ready to offer to stay with his babygirl.

"i've got her," Mary lifted the 6 month old from her crib and began walking the floor.

"Then I'm gonna put these raggamuffins to bed," John heaved Dean over his shoulder and turned to go down the hall with Sam still on his hip.

"Sweet dreams, Madison." Dean whispered before his Dad carried them both down the hall toward their room and slumber.

Mary's POV

"John? John, is she hungry?" I walked down the hallway toward the nursery where I could make out my husband's figure rocking our little girl.

"Shhhhh..." I heard. John was a good dad. It wasn't my place to take his role away from him. Besides, I could use a glass of milk before bed.

Walking down the stairs, I saw my husband asleep on the sofa. "Maddy! Maddy! Noooo!" I screamed before running up the stairs back into the nursery.

"Mary! Mary! Mary!" John's voice followed me up over the stairs and I realized it hadn't been him I'd seen or heard at all.

The baby whimpered softly in her crib.

"He, Maddy, hey!" I pushed my fear aside to lean over and reach for her.

"No, Mary!" I looked up to see John running into the room then I felt myself being thrown up against the ceiling.

John's POV

The baby screamed as I snatched her out of the crib and yelled for the boys who appeared in the hallway.

"Take your brother and sister outside as fast as you can and don't look back. Go, Dean, Now!"

"No, Mary...No!" John screamed as his children disappeared down the hall. Blood was falling from a large gash across his wife's abdomen and suddenly she burst into flames. There was nothing I could do. The fire spread too quickly. I couldn't safe her. I couldn't stop this. All I could do was get out and find my kids.

"It's ok, Maddy...I've got you!" Dean reassured as I ran out of the house just before a flashover. I covered all three children to protect them from the explosion.

"Come on!"