Disclaimer: Supernatural belongs to Eric Kripke and the CW. Smallville belongs to DC Comics and the CW.

Authors Note: Dean is 16, but turning 17 in a few months. Sam is 12. Clark, Chloe, and Pete are 15, but Chloe's turning sixteen in a little less than a month. Lana is 16. Dean, Clark, Chloe, Pete, and Lana are Sophmores at Smallville High and Sam is in 7th grade. Dean and Sam have different mothers. Yeah I know the ages are off, but this Is a crossover AU so who cares.
This is the first in a series that I may or may not continue. There will be more Clark and Sam in the story. The first few chapters are just getting things set up.

Dedicated to Fox who issed me a challenge to write a story where the Kents raised Sam and Dean. She's a complete fan girl of Dean and Chloe, but I promise the others will not be pushed aside. Well once things are set up that is.

PROLOGUE

13 YEARS AGO

The brown haired little boy sat quietly on the bed next to the beautiful blonde pregnant woman. She had an arm around him as they watched the child's father and their friend pack a bag full of weapons. Most three-year-olds would have a problem sitting still, but not Dean Winchester. Even at three he was all yes sir and no sir. He had to be due to what his family did.

"John, we have everything." Bill Harvelle said as he zipped the bag. "We need to go."

"Dean, don't leave Mary's side. We'll be back in the morning." John ruffled his son's hair before kissing his wife and leaving with Bill.

Mary locked every lock on the door after they left than sat back on the bed. "At least this is a nice room." Mary looked at the little boy she had only known for a few weeks. "After Sammy's born I promise you were going to settle down. I never planned on getting pregnant. It's hard being a hunter."

Dean moved over to the other bed and looked at her with green eyes. "What do you mean by settling down?"

"Living the way other people do." She was hoping she wasn't making him mad. She was still not too sure on how to act around Dean. "No more living out of an old Impala. Moving from hunt to hunt."

"The Impala belonged to the shell of my mother."

"Shell of your mother?" Mary felt her stomach begin to get upset. "Where did you hear that from? Did you father tell you? Did Uncle Bobby?"

The child shrugged. "I just remember."

Mary leaned forward. "Dean, what do you remember?"

Dean laid down and looked at her. "I was born and then they exorcised her. Didn't work, so they spent the next four months trying to kill her until it finally happened."

Mary shook her head. "Dean, you couldn't remember any of that. Tell me who told you."

"He said you wouldn't believe me."

Mary's eyes scanned the salt lines to make sure they were still in place. "Who told you?"

"Sometimes its Azazel. Sometimes it's a woman. Sometimes its some man in old clothes."

Mary grew tense at the name Azazel. There was no way Dean had heard it from anyone. She moved closer to the shotgun that rested by the nightstand. "How do you talk to these people?"

Dean rolled his eyes. "With my mouth, duh."

John and Bill

The 67 Chevy Impala drove along the dirt road that went into the forest. "Bill, We have to get rid of this bitch. I can't…"

Bill nodded. "I know and we will…"

Suddenly something crashed into the ground in front of them and John barely hit the brakes in time to stop it. "What the hell was that?" Another slammed into the trees by the driver's side, knocking them over in a fiery debress. "Meteors!" The passenger window smashed as the demon they were hunting reached in and grabbed Bill. She ripped him out before either hunter could react and snapped his neck. John put the car into reverse and headed quickly back into town. Last he saw of the demon was a meteor hitting her. The forest was suddenly filled with shadows that all moved towards the car.

The meteor fall didn't last long, but he could see all the damage it had caused as he arrived back into Smallville. The motel was completely gone, but he was relieved when he saw both Mary and Dean outside. Mary just had a few small cuts and Dean looked to be bleeding bad from a few wounds, but alive. John jumped out and took Dean from Mary. "Get in the back. She got Bill. Theres more of them. We need to go." He put Dean in the back and Mary climbed in from the other side. John got back into the driver's sit and handed back their first aid kit to Mary before taking off.

10 YEARS LATER

Nine-year-old Sam Winchester sat quietly in the car seat as the woman from social services took him to the farm that would be his foster home for a while. The farm was located outside of Smallville where Sam's father and his brother Dean had both been killed. It had been ruled an animal attack, but Sam knew better. He just didn't tell anyone the truth. "Are they nice?" He finally asked.

"Yes. Mr. and Mrs. Kent are a very nice couple. They even have a son that's three years older than you. I'm sure Clark will let you hang around with him."

"Dean's my older brother. I don't need Clark."

The social worker gave Sam a sad look. "Dean's not coming back, Sam." The car turned into the Kent's driveway.

"Dean wouldn't leave me!" Sam started crying. "He's coming back. He said he would always protect me!"

"Sam, please calm down."

The Kent's had been waiting outside for Sam to arrive and once the car stopped Martha walked over. Sam grabbed his bag and got out of the car. He looked at Martha. "I'm just here until my brother comes and gets me."

Those words broke Martha's heart and she pulled the young boy into a hug.