I heard a noise coming from downstairs. I went to go check on my mom, but by the time I got there it was too late. There was blood everywhere. My ears were still ringing with the sounds of her screams. I didn't know what to do. I looked around for whoever did this, but they were gone. I wanted to scream, but nothing would come out. I picked up the phone called 911 and just sat there and waited for them to arrive. I felt like I had just shut down. Then I remembered my mother told me if anything happened to her to call him. I looked for her phone, and I dialed the number for Dean Winchester.

The next day there was police tape around my house. I still couldn't scream or cry. I just sat there. I answered question after question. Everything seemed to go by in a blur. Then I saw two guys standing in the doorway. I assumed they were the Winchesters that I was looking for. I motioned for them to come in. They sat on the couch across from me. I didn't exactly know where to start. I mean other than answering questions for the police I haven't talked that much. Then one said," Hey, I'm Dean, the one you called. Can I ask how you got my number?"

I replied," My mother told me that if anything ever happened to her to call you."

Then a police officer came over to Dean and asked," Are you Dean Winchester?"

Dean replied," Yes, can you tell me what happened?"

"Well her heart was ripped out, but that's all the killer took."

Dean gave a look towards the other guy.

The police officer continued," So, anyway Mr. Winchester you are the next of kin, and you are his only family, so the boy is being put into your care."

Dean asked," Wait…what?"

I stood up and said," My name's Silas Winchester."

Then I was sitting in the back of an awesome impala while Dean and Sam, his brother, discussed their predicament. I could tell that they were trying to find a way to get rid of me. I figured my own father wouldn't want to keep me. I mean he didn't stay with my mom anyway. Then again he seemed shocked to learn about me. Maybe he never knew. Then Dean said," Hey, umm Silas, how old are you?"

I responded," Sixteen."

Sam interjected," So you would have been around twenty or so. Ring any bells?"

Dean thought and said," Oh, I do remember a girl from when we were hunting….that thing…. I hung out with his mom a while."

I responded," Dude I know how sex works."

Dean gave me a look that clearly meant to shut up.

Dean continued," So, wow I am apparently a father."

I replied," Congratulations, so which orphanage you gonna drop me off at?"

Everyone in the car was completely silent after that. I wanted an answer, but I just sat back and listened to music on my iPod. The ride to the hotel was longer than I would have liked. When we got inside of the room I plopped down on the couch and stayed silent. Dean and Sam mostly paced around the room. They seemed to be really thinking about what to do next. I got up and walked to the bathroom. They didn't know, but I could hear them through the door. Dean said," Sammy, I don't know how to raise a kid, and we didn't exactly have the best role model growing up. Maybe the kid would be better off with someone else."

Sam replied," But can we really turn our back on family. Is it really the best thing for him?"

"If the kid wants to live past his eighteenth birthday then yes it is."

"Fine. How about we find the thing that killed his mom, and then we decide what to do with him."

"Okay."

What was with these guys? Why did they need to find the person that killed my mom? They were really starting to worry me. Maybe I would be better off without them. When I walked back into the room they kept staring at me. I was becoming very uncomfortable. We just sat there in awkward silence. I stood up to get a book that I placed on the table. When I turned around there was a guy in a trench coat right in front of me, and I yelled," Son of a BITCH!"

Sam replied," Wow, he certainly is your son."

I asked," Where did you come from?"

Dean interjected," The door obviously. He Cas what are you doing here?"

Cas continued to stare at me and said," Silas, you do resemble your father quite a bit."

Dean continued," Wait, you knew about this?

Then Dean and Cas went outside to have a private conversation. This day just kept getting more confusing. I just wanted to go home. Cas, who I later found out is Castiel, finally left when it was getting dark. Sam and Dean went to sleep. I slept on the pull out couch. I couldn't sleep no matter how hard I tried. I needed to get some air. The air was cold, and it made me feel numb. Feeling numb was actually preferable to what I have been feeling. Then I pulled out a pack of cigarettes from my pocket. I lit the cigarette, and everything seemed to be a little calmer. Then I heard someone come out of the room. It was Dean. I didn't care enough to put the cigarette out. Then Dean said," You know smoking kills."

I replied," Oh well."

"So how are you doing?"

"Let's see my mother got her heart ripped out, and my father doesn't want me."

"You overheard…."

"Yeah, and I would appreciate it if you would just drop me off now if that's what you want. I didn't have great expectations from you anyway."

I put the cigarette out and walked away. He didn't follow me, and I was completely shocked that he didn't. I just started walking for a while. I didn't exactly know where I was going, but when I realized where I was I started in the direction towards home. My house looked haunted. I stripped the police tape and walked inside. Everything was familiar, but it was all different at the same time. It was like a twisted version of what was. Then I thought I heard a noise. I walked into the kitchen, and there was a man standing where my mother died. He didn't seem shocked to see me. He gave me a creepy smile and said," I figured you would come back to the scene of the crime."

I asked," Who are you?"

"Oh, forgive me for being rude. I am Kyle, and I killed your mother."

The smile stayed on his face. I felt like I was going to be sick.

"What? Why?"

"Always the same question, but we have time, so I will indulge you. Your mother had a relationship with Dean Winchester, and Dean killed members of my pack, so I came back for his."

"You wasted your time. He doesn't care about me or my mother."

"Oh really? I think he'll care when I turn his dear boy into a werewolf."

Werewolf? Is he insane?

Then he came closer to me and his teeth elongated. I was utterly terrified. I didn't know what to do. Then he tried to bite me. I dodged him just in time. I ran towards the door, but he was so fast that he prevented me from leaving. I ran the other way. I didn't know what to do. None of this was possible. Then I heard someone call my name. It sounded like Dean. I never thought I would be happy to hear his voice. I ran back to the kitchen, and I could see Dean trying to get inside, but it was locked. He was using an axe to get inside. Kyle, the werewolf, pushed me down to the ground. He grabbed my arm, and then I felt a snap. I screamed in pain. That's when Dean finally made it through and pushed the werewolf. While they were fighting I tried to sit up. I noticed that Dean had dropped his gun while fighting. I stood up and grabbed it. The werewolf flung Dean to the ground like it was nothing. I aimed the gun at him, and I wasn't sure if I could pull the trigger. Then Kyle said," its okay son, put the gun down, and I can make you strong like me." Then my mom's face flashed in front of me. I felt like she was there with me. And I shot him in the heart.

After that I fell to the floor. My heart was racing, and my ears were ringing. I noticed that Sam and Dean were trying to get my attention, but I couldn't say anything. I finally let them help me get up. I didn't say anything. I didn't exactly know what to say. They drove me to the hospital. The whole ride was completely silent. When we did get to the hospital I noticed that Dean said I fell off my bike although I don't own a bike. My arm was broken, and of course I had to get a cast. After all of that I was still too much in shock to speak. So we just went back to the hotel room.

The next morning I walked outside for a cigarette. I saw Dean and Sam were packing up the car. I didn't really know what to say, but I had to ask," Was all of that real?"

Sam asked," What did you hear?"

"Werewolves."

They both sighed, and told me everything. I wouldn't have believed them if I hadn't of seen it for my own eyes. Part of me still didn't want to believe them. After that the boys both looked at each other, and Dean said," So kid, what do you wanna do?"

I was confused," What do you mean?"

"Well you got two options. You can keep all this a secret and let some nice family adopt you, which is probably the better choice, or you can come on the road with us. It's all up to you."

I didn't know exactly what I wanted, but I couldn't stop myself when I said," When do we leave?"