Rating: K
Genre: Family/General/Everything else…sort of a human interest story?…-_-;;
Characters: Sam, Dean, Mary, John
Disclaimer: I don't own Supernatural, that's all Kripke. And whoever else owns the show and the boys. Me? I just like playing in their world a little. =P
SPOILERS: The show in general. No specific references in this chapter.
WARNINGS: None…yet.
A/N: The prologue to what I hope becomes a fic about the boys in an alternate universe. Azazel doesn't kill Mary when Sam is a baby, so she is obviously still alive. Don't wanna give too much away. The rating will probably change as the story progresses. To what, I do not yet know. The subject matter (or content) of the chapters will also affect the genre and the characters. But it will always be about the brothers. ^_^ Also, try and bear with me through action scenes and whatnot, I suck at writing action. I'm okay at emotion and stuff like that, I'm just bad with moving the plot from one area to another. Anyways, that's enough for me now. Enjoy the (short) prologue. Hopefully the rest of the chapters will be longer…and maybe even have like chapter names. *grins* But lets not get ahead of ourselves. ^_^ Anyways on to the story. P.S. Wee!chester abounds in this chapter.
Prologue
"Other things may change us, but we start and end with the family."
~ Anthony Brandt
Mary watched as her oldest son put her youngest to bed and told him a story. A smile graced her lips as she thought about the men they would become; kind, loving and gentle. Dean was only ten, yet he showed surprising maturity when it came to taking care of Sammy. Mary turned her head as she heard the familiar creak on the stairs. Now joined by her loving husband, she felt complete – whole. John wrapped his arms around her waist and rested his chin on the top of her head. Then he let out a sigh of contentment.
Inside Sammy's bedroom, Dean finished up his tale of adventure for the night, being sure to leave on such a note that will make Sammy want more the next night. Dean feathered a kiss to his brother's forehead as his sibling drifted off into slumber.
"Night Sammy. Love you. Sleep well." he said while climbing out of the bed and tip-toeing towards the door.
Outside, John and Mary headed to Dean's room to wait for him. Dean entered his room, smiling, and ran and jumped onto his bed. John tucked him in and Mary kissed his forehead, just as Dean had done with Sam not five minutes before.
"Angels are watching over you, honey. Sleep tight, love." she whispered in his ear as she smoothed out his hair. Then she smiled brilliantly and stood, patting John on the arm as she made her way to the doorframe.
"Nighty nite, mommy."
John sat on the edge of Dean's bed. "How's my little guy tonight?"
"Good, daddy. Are we still going to work on the car tomorrow? You promised that we would this weekend." Dean voiced, eagerly.
His father had to grin at his oldest son's enthusiasm when it came to cars. He always wanted to watch John work on cars, and to tinker with things himself. "Yeah, Dean. We'll work on the car tomorrow. Get some sleep for now. Good night, son."
"Night…" Dean replied, sleepily.
John kissed the top of his head and walked to where Mary stood outside the room. He flicked off the lights and closed the door to the sound of gentle breathing.
Comments and constructive criticisms welcome. ^_^
- Uinen