Coming Home

A/N: In a World Where Winchesters Never Hunted Demons, Moms Didn't Die pinned to the ceiling over their six month old's cribs, and Children weren't forced into raising their younger Siblings. This is my attempt at a foray away from The 'supernatural' world of supernatural and try to delve into the people. Now...ofcourse you must bear in mind that Dean, won't have become a hardened hunter so he will be different, and he will have joy in his life. Sammy, again like Dean will understand the happy and will have a real family, so things will be different, including how our Story Begins.(BTW John's alive, Mary's Alive, and Bobby's around cos I made him Mary's brother)

Our Story Begins....

Stanford University....

Samuel John Winchester paced through the apartment that he shared with his Fiancee Jessica, He was nervous, he couldn't help it. Last time he'd seen His brother Dean was at his high school graduation, just before Dean had taken off. That had been two years ago, Dean had suddenly out of nowhere just dropped out of college and took off to live with some girl in Texas.

But now the girl was gone, and Dean was on his way to california to see Sam. Sam didn't know why Dean suddenly wanted to see him, or even why Dean didn't want him to tell their parents, he kept saying "they'll know in due time sammy", Jess moved to give him a hug and frowned slightly "Sam...if you don't want to see him just send him away." the concern in her voice made sam smile slightly "Its not that I don't want to see him Jess. Its...Just been a real long time."

He noticably stiffened when he heard the tell tale roar of the Impala, Dean's baby, Mom and Dad had given it to him for his 18th birthday. Man Dean loved that car, the first week he had it he polished it almost every day until dad told him to knock it off ofcourse. Sam made his way to the door before the man on the other side could knock and he was stunned, to see as he opened the door, His brother or he thought it was his brother, standing on the other side of the door, rocking a goatee and carrying a child of around Age 2.

"Hey Sammy." The stranger with his brother's face spoke softly, he sounded so tired and defeated, but Sam didn't dare tell his brother that he looked like crap he just let him in and allowed Dean to put the little girl down before pulling the older man into a tight hug. Though he held back sam could feel tears pricking in his eyes, the last time he'd seen his brother was the day Dean had said the words "Well maybe I don't wanna be in this family anymore" and drove off, mom and dad had been heartbroken and Sam...well he just missed his big brother.

When he pulled away Dean smiled and patted his brother's cheek "You look good Sammy. You get any taller boy and Your girl will have to build a stable for you to sleep in." Sam couldn't help but to laugh, it was an old joke that used to annoy him, but now it just seemed like a welcome old sweater. He found comfort in the fact that Dean seemed normal again, now if only he'd explain the rugrat.

As he led his brother towards the livingroom of the small apartment Sam nodded towards the little girl. "Are you going to introduce me to your little friend?" Dean chuckled and put his arm around his brother "That is the best thing that's ever happened to me little brother. That's my baby, My Rose. Her name is Mary-Rose, but in the event that she meets mom there won't be any confusion when dad refers to mom by her name. Right?" Sam nodded completely floored by the whole situation, but he had to smile, he'd never though that Dean would ever settle down long enough to at least admit to having a child with someone.

The little girl toddled over to Dean and pulled on his hand "Up Dada" Again sam was stunned to see that his brother didn't once protest or anything he just picked the child up and placed her into his lap. The child looked Sam over then pointed as she looked at Dean "Who Dat?" Dean chuckled and gave her a soft kiss on the top of the head "That's Uncle Sammy baby." Sam smiled at her "Nice to meet you Rose" The child wrinkled her nose very reminiscent of Dean when he was a child and was forced to eat his vegetables "Mer...." Sam looked at Dean confused, the older man shrugged "A week ago she wouldn't answer to anything other than Dean, So..just call her whatever she tells you to call her" Sam nodded and retracted his last statement "I'm sorry. Its very nice to meet you Mer." the child smiled then leaned back against Dean's chest as she popped her thumb into her mouth and started to drift off to sleep.

(more to come as I think of it Promise.)