Summary: The story of Dean and Faith's struggles. They are a couple of latch key kids with amazing destinies. The couple have known each other since they were children. For some reason life seems to keep bringing them back together time and time again. A battle is coming will they face the dark? Are they meant to be together or are they two star crossed souls destinied to be pulled a part by the fate?

This story is a based on two amazing vids I seen on youtube. If you get a chance go look them up.

It was late afternoon the summer of 1983. The heat in the small town of Lawrence, Kansas had been smoldering. The life in this small town was different than the one five year old Faith Lehane had known back home in Boston. Living with her aunt Ivory wasn't nearly as bad as it had been with her grandfather. Here she lived in a house and had a yard to play in.

May 24th 1983

Next door a young couple John and Mary Winchester were in moving with their two small children five year old Dean and new born Sam. The couple stood out on the lawn watching the movers taking in the furniture while Dean explored his new surroundings. It didn't take long for the boy to notice the girl next door dressed in a little white dress with ribbons in her hair and black mary jane's on her feet. She sat there on the ground driving a toy car through the dirt. Dust was already staining the fabric of her dress. He shot a glance up over at his father before heading across the lawn to meet his new neighbor.

"Dean Winchester," he announced himself holding out his hand for the girl. The dough eyed girl stopped playing to look up at him curiously. She didn't have too many friends. People didn't too often take the time to speak to her. She was a troubled child having been abused. She tended to keep to herself. "I just moved in to the house next door," he continued trying to get the girl to speak. She didn't know who this boy thought he was talking to her like if he wanted to be her friend he had already knew her. Finally she stopped staring at him and reached up taking his hand. "Faith Lehane," she stared into his eyes wondering. "You like cars grinned holding out a car for him ?" she to take. "You kiddin? Does the easter bunny have floppy ears?" he took it from her. The pair sat down and began to chatter and play in the dirt. Mary smiled as she cradled her new born, "looks like our little Dean has made a new friend." She glanced over at John. He kissed her on the forehead, "sure has." "I'm going to go put Sammy to bed. I think the trip wore him out," she glanced down at their little one before wondering into the house. John lingered watching the children.

"Do you like bugs?" Dean beamed.

"Bugs?" Faith knitted her brow together.

"Yeah, you know creepy crawly things?" he made a walking motion with his fingers.

"Depends, what kind?" she hesitated.

"Fire flies their butts light up," he glanced up at the dimming sky.

She chuckled, "yeah those are cools."

"We should catch some sometime. You wanna?" he glanced back to her giving her a smug grin like he had came up with the coolest idea ever.

"ok," Faith was beginning to nod when her aunt trotted outside grabbing her violently by the arm.

"Faith Lehane where the hell have you been!" she shook her.

"Just out here aunt Ivory," the girl looked at her with pain in her eyes.

"GET IN THAT HOUSE NOW! You not suppose to be outside playing in that dress!," she gave her a shove back to the house.

"I'll see you later Dean," the brunette called back to her new found friend.

Across the street John Winchester hesitated debating on whether to get involved. He didn't care for the way this woman was handling that child it just wasn't right. She was just being a kid playing as kids do. "Dean come on son time to get inside," he motioned for his son to come to him. As Dean came rushing back over he looked up at his dad, "did you see that?" John sighed, "yeah I did son. Yeah I did. Now come on inside." He patted his son on the shoulder as he walked with him into the house thinking about the scene that had just played out before him.

June 24th 1983

The children had been inseparable since that first day they had met. There was nothing they didn't tell each other. They went everywhere and did everything together. They ventured to the creek just near their home to catch the frogs that hopped along it's banks. They played hide n seek amongst the trees and houses in the neighborhood. They explored the abandon place just down the street. They played jump rope and ball in the back yard. They even snuck in each other's rooms at night staying up telling each other ghost stories and making faces with their flashlights.

Dean made his way across his yard with a jar in his hands to see Faith sitting on the steps on the back porch steps with her head down. He walked over sitting down next to her. He was about to speak when he saw the bruises that adorned her arm. Faith looked away not wanting to talk about it. She tugged at the sleeves of her tee shirt trying to cover them up. The boy could feel a fire in the pit of his stomach. He was mad he wished he could beat up the people that had hurt her. He wanted to protect her save her always. He placed the jar down before them. Faith's head popped up looking at it curiously.

"Did I ever tell you where fire flies come from?" he smiled. She slowly shook her head no. "Fire flies aren't just bugs see..that's why they light up," he began to weave a story to cheer Faith up. He always had one just to make her smile and she listened giving him her full attention.

He continued, "they fill the night sky making light so that people who are lost, scared, or hurting can find their way to each other." He stood up grabbing the jar off the ground and offering her a hand. She grabbed it and stood up beside him. She wiped a tear off her cheek. "Any time you need me I'll be right there," he took the lid of the jar. He then placed it on the picnic table in the back yard as he began to catch a fire fly. Faith reached up capturing one of the little critters in the palms of her hands. She looked at it with wide eyes as she opened it. It crawling over and over her finger tips glowing as it walked. Dean put his in the jar and Faith followed. "When I'm not there they will watch over you," he placed the lid back on the top pulling out his pocket knife to put holes in the top of the jar before handing it to her. She held it before her studying it and smiling.

June 28th 1983

Faith's mother Dakota finally decided to pay a visit to Ivory's home. The woman had shown little concern up til now. The young girl went outside to avoid the argument that quickly erupted between the two as they argued what was best for the child. She doubted they even realized that she was gone. They were so engrossed in yelling at each other.

"She's my daughter! I'm taking her home!" Dakota slammed her fist down on the kitchen table.

"Home? D where exactly is home these days? Do you even have one? That's why you had dumped the kid off on dad after that ex over yours got thrown in jail," Ivory began to tense up.

"Joe's dead," Dakota snapped.

"You can tell Faith that lie but you can't lie to me. I know exactly what happened he murdered a man. He's serving twenty-five to life. You're a mess D that is no life for a child. She's been tossed around enough," Ivory was about ready to try to throw her sister out. Maybe she'd call the cops.

"You have no right she's my child!" the woman only got louder.

Faith clamped her hands over her ears. She couldn't take anymore. Mary Winchester heard the noises as she stood looking out the back door. She seen the child standing there crying. Mary made her way over to Faith placing a hand on her shoulder, "sweetie why don't you come over to our house for dinner? Hmm?" Faith nodded walking with Mary.

As the two walked through the door way Mary announced they had company. John looked down at the little girl, "how are you sweetie?" She tried to smile, "ok." Dean beamed springing to life as he realized Faith was there, "Faith!" He came running into the room. He quickly grabbed her by the hand leading her back in the other room, "you gotta see my brother Sam." Sam sat in the living room sound asleep in his bouncer. Faith leaned over smiling at him, "he's so cute." Dean nodded, "mmmm hmmm I'm gonna be the best big brother ever when he get's bigger you and me can teach him how to play baseball or catch frogs." John smiled watching the children. Mary came over placing a hand on his shoulder. "I just couldn't take anymore John. I just seen her over there," she whispered softly in his ear. "I know," he added in agreement.

Faith stayed most of the night playing in the Winchester house and having dinner by the time she returned home the argument had stopped. Dakota was gone. For now no one was mentioning taking her away anymore. Ivory acted liked nothing happened. "Where have you been?"Ivory raised an eyebrow as she opened the door.

Mary stood just behind the girl in the door way, "It's my fault. She was playing with Dean and it got late so we just had her stay for dinner."

Ivory just grunted uncaringly as Faith ran back to her room, "next time you should ask before you take someone's children."

Mary was trying to keep her temper, "Excuse? I'm sorry? I…" This woman hadn't even bothered or cared where Faith was. She knew she really didn't give a damn. "I'll make sure to do that next time," she decided to keep the peace for the child's sake. "Good night Faith," she called out down the hall.

July 1st 1983, rabbit rabbit -Faith

The day had started out as any other. There was really nothing going on out of the ordinary. The kids had spent the day down by the creek cooling their feet in the stream. As the sun set they began playing in the yard chasing the fire flies until it was time for bed. Faith was restless though this night she couldn't sleep. She kept remembering how just a few days earlier her mother had been there telling her she was taking her home but this was home. This was where Dean was her world. A part of her thought about sneaking out to go see him. She could possibly shimmy down the trellis.

Then suddenly there were sounds outside. She threw off her covers and went to her bedroom window to look over at the house next door. The faint flicker of flames danced in the windows. Faith's eyes grew wide. She glanced down at the ground to see John standing there with Sam wrapped tight in his arms. The look in his eyes was one that she would never forget. Dean stood there tears in his eyes as the fire trucks arrived. She bolted running down the stairs towards the front door. "Nuh huh huh," Ivory called out. "Where do you think you are going?" she raised her scotch glass. "I was just," she began to speak up. "Your not going anywhere," she announced. Faith looked at her, "but Dean." Ivory got up walking over and grabbing the girl by the arm violently, "I told you no go to your room! And don't get any funny ideas I had the trellis taken down. I know what you been doing." Faith yanked her arm away, "bit me!" She ran out the front door. "That does it you are going home to your mother," she yelled out the door.

Faith rushed past the firemen to go see Dean. She wrapped her arms around him allowing him to cry on her shoulder. "She's gone Faith. She didn't make it out," he continued to sob uncontrollably. This was the beginning the beginning of the end. The last night she would spend with her best friend. It was the end of their carefree childhood. The fun and games were over. Everything died that very night with Mary Winchester.

John Winchester packed up what he could that taking his boys and hitting the road. He was out for revenge. He didn't even really give the children a chance to say good bye. Faith ran after the car until her legs would no longer carry her. It was only three days later Ivory sent her packing back to her mother in Boston Massachusetts. It would be over ten years before the two would see each other again…..