Hey this is a story I had in my head for awhile hope you like the past memory's are in John S. POV so you don't get the John's confused were as the present is in author's POV k. Later on might do some points were I switch POV's so if I get to confusing just tell me and I'll see what I can do to help unconfused you. Also I know I have John's age wrong and dean's Sam's and all but it's just a guess so anyway please read tell me what you think. Oh and I have no idea were to place the story in the past so I just picked a place that I thought would work.

Past, 14 years ago, Washington DC, 1995,

It all started with it just being a roomer that we heard, we never thought that it would be true. Me and a couple of friends of mine were hanging out down behind the old bar on Bakersfield rood. We were betting each other to see who would go out into the crops and then come back. We were just doing it for kicks because we just got done with ROTC and will be given our positions to go to soon and I had just become a Pilot in the Air Force. But then we thought we hared something. Me and Trevor 'my friend ever since kindergarten' went around the corner to see what it was. It was like a scrapping sound like mettle against concrete. We looked down the ally and saw a figure digging in a garbage can.

"Hey buddy are you alright?" Trevor asked him the man didn't say anything, just kept digging in the trash. Trevor decided to get closer and I stayed close behind. "Hey I asked if you were ok?" Trevor said again. Just then the guy looked up, the next second I new he had pushed Trevor to the ground and was sucking on his neck, I was about to say something when the guy looked up and he had fangs. I closed my mouth and ran. I could hear the thing behind me and I tried to pick up my pace. I was in the middle of the rood and a car was coming, I could see the headlights. I couldn't hear the guy behind me no more so I stood in the rood and waited for the car. The car came down the rood and screeched the tiers to a stop an inch in front of me. A man about in his forties got out of the drivers side.

"What the Hell you trying to do get yourself killed?" He asked me.

"No sir you have to listen there someone or something after me I have no idea what's going on but can you give me a ride, my friend Trevor he, he…" I didn't finish. Just then the thing popped out of the trees and ran up to us, but before it could do anything the man from the car had pulled out a machete from nowhere and chopped it's head off. I stood there shocked into silence. "Who are you?" I said after awhile.

"The names, John Winchester." John said. "What's your?" He asked.

"John Sheppard." I answered him surprisingly we had the same first name.

Present Time, on Atlantis, 2009,

John woke up with sweat all over him and took in deep breaths he looked around his quarters on Atlantis nothing changed everything looked the same which is good. He through the covers off himself and got out of bed and headed to the bathroom. Turned on the light and went straight to the sink and ran cold water over his hands and sprayed it on his face. He closed his eye's and the memory came back to his mind from that night, not often did he dream about that night but when he did something bad, strange, or different usually happened that day kind of like a warning system for him.

Past' 14 years ago, Washington DC, 1995,

"How old are you boy?" John asked me.

"28" I said. He just nodded and headed back to his car.

"Well you going to get in?" He asked I hurried up and went to the passengers side, opened up and got in when I turned to put the seat belt on I saw that in the back there were two kids one looked about 13-14 years old the other a little younger, around the age of 10. They were both asleep.

"The oldest is Dean youngest is Sam." John said, it surprised me I didn't realize that he had gotten in.

"They yours?" I asked.

"Yeah." Was his only answer I nodded and buckled up.

Present Time, on Atlantis, 2009,

John dried off his face with a towel and leaned back against the sink. He walked back into the bedroom part of his quarters and looked at the sleeping figure in his bed. He looked over her and at his alarm clock which read 4:33am. He went over to that side of the bed and bent down and kissed her cheek. She smiled and rolled onto her back.

"Hey you should probably head out before anyone spots you and we get caught." John said cupping her cheek in his hand and rubbing his thumb right under her eye.

"Mm to tired." She said and rolled over to put her head into the pillow and was out like a lamp again. John chuckled a little but then turned to his alarm clock and set it to go off a five giving her an hour to get ready and leave for when the sentries switched she could leave his room. John himself then got up and went into the bathroom to get ready for duty. At five he has a early morning meeting with Colonel Carter, Colonel Elis, and Colonel Caldwell on procedures for supply movement and new recruits through the city and the two ships. Then later on another meeting with Major Loren and his team for there mission, normally he wouldn't be in on there meetings but since this mission included making friends with a group of people who have a lot of new healing herbs, he wanted to make sure the Major new how important this mission was. Today was going to be a long day.

Present Time, Phoenix Arizona, Super 8 Motel, 2009,

"Dude where's the freaking shampoo." Dean hollered from the bathroom as the shower was running. Sam was sitting at the table in the corner of the small motel room surfing the web.

"Did you try the counter?" Sam hollered back he Dean scuffle around a bit.

"I know that." Dean said Sam Just smirked and shook his head. A couple of minutes later Dean came out fully dressed and a towel in his hand drying off his hair.

"Find anything interesting?" Dean asked plopping down on the bed and searching TV stations with the remote.

"Yeah maybe." Sam said as he was still looking intently at the computer screen.

"Well what." Dean asked annoyed that he had to ask.

"Well there's a house up in Ohio that is supposedly haunted?" Sam said then looked up to see what Dean thought.

"No we just got done with a haunting something different." Dean said still flipping through channels.

"Well there is this murder that happened in Colorado springs, the cops said they couldn't I.D the body but they did say that it's like the blood was all drained from it." Sam said.

"Vampire's?" Dean asked.

"Could be, want to check it out?" Sam asked.

"Sure why not, been awhile since we had a case on Vampire's" Dean said hopping up and grabbing his duffle bag that was already packed and ready. "Lets hit the rood." Dean said and grabbed his keys on the way out. Sam smirked shut the laptop up and put it in its bag, grabbed his things and fallowed Dean out the door.

So what do you think do you want me to continue? Please review and tell me what you think.