Disclaimer: I do not own any characters in Supernatural!!! Everything there is owned by the great Eric Kripke. I am merely writing this fic for fun so please don't sue:o)

CHAPTER 1

"Happy Birthday to you, Happy Birthday to you, Happy Birthday Dear Davey, Happy Birthday to you. YER!!!!"

Everyone cheers as the little blonde haired boy blows out his candles that add up to four.

"Ok kids you go off and play while we cut the cake."

All the children run off and head towards the play equipment while a blonde haired woman picks up the cake and heads to the end of the picnic table where she begins to cut it into manageable pieces. Another woman begins to help her by placing the pieces of cake on to paper plates.

"I cannot believe he is four already."

"I know. It's gone so fast hasn't it? Seems like only yesterday I was cutting his cake for his 1st birthday. Do you remember that?"

"How can I forget? It was my first taste of a kid's party, everyone running wild, one kid being sick because he had too much cake. It was quite memorable."

The two women continue to talk and laugh while the kids play. Just outside of the play area where the party is happening, another little boy is sitting alone in the sand pit. The little boy who is about 2 years old with dark brown hair watches the party and then looks back at his guardian who seems to have fallen asleep on the park bench. The girl asleep is in her early twenties and just like the little boy she has dark brown hair that comes just passed her shoulders. The little boy gets up and begins to make his way towards the party just stopping at the fence which separates him from the fun. Noticing a stray kid trying to hustle in on his birthday party Davey and a couple of his friends join the little boy at the fence.

"You can't come in here." Davey says as his friends stand around him.

"Yer, you're too little to play with us." A chubbier kid says as he takes a step forward and folds his arm as if preparing for an attack.

"It's my party and you're not invited." Davey sticks out his tongue while the other boys continue to stare down at the little boy.

"Davey, what are you up to?" Carrying 3 plates of birthday cake the blonde haired woman joins Davey and his group of friends. After a second she notices the lone little boy on the other side of the fence.

"Well hello there. And where's your mummy?"

The little boy doesn't say anything as he is too interested in the pieces of cake that she is flaunting in his face. The blonde haired woman begins to look around and notices the woman asleep on the park bench.

"EXCUSE ME? EXCUSE ME?" Davey's mum begins to shout in order to wake the woman up. "EXCUSE ME? Does this little boy belong to you?"

The brown haired girl wakes up with a jerk and straight away she begins to look around for her little boy. Seeing a crowd of kids, the woman spots her boy and finally registers the woman who is calling out to her.

"I'm so sorry." Says the young woman as she quickly jogs over and picks up her little boy who is still staring at the cake. Davey catches his eye and sticks out his tongue once more. "I didn't even realise how tired I was. Things have been a bit hectic lately." The girl smiles as if to reassure the other woman how funny the situation is.

"Yes well we all have our moments, but we never forget about our children."

"What are you saying?"

"I'm saying that some people don't deserve kids if all their going to do is fall asleep in a public park leaving them venerable to god knows what."

"It was an accident, a onetime thing."

The older woman looks up and down at the girl and raises her eyebrows. "Come on boys. Let's have some cake."

As the woman turns around she flicks her hair just missing the younger woman's face. All the kids follow suit and join the rest of the party who are now back sitting around the picnic table.

"Bitch!"

The younger woman gives her boy a hug and then watches as the children and parents tuck into the birthday cake. Just like his guardian the little boy watches the party but something is different about him. His once hazel eyes and now dark black and he seems to be staring directly at Davey. The younger woman begins to walk back to the sand pit while the little boy remains locked on Davey who in return is staring back at him. Davey suddenly stands up and begins to walk back towards the fence un-noticed by his mother or any other party member. As Davey stands at the fence continuing his stare with the little boy, a commotion breaks out in the background. The man who was flying his aeroplane seems to be having some trouble with his remote control. His plane isn't registering his directions and it seems to be flying in the air on its own accord. The man begins to bang on his control as his friend's plane suddenly begins to start up and shoots off into the air. Quickly grabbing the remote the man tries to steer the plain but it too isn't responding. Turning the control around the man scrambles for the battery pack opening as he sees his plane and his friends head towards the party of children. The man finally opens up the battery casing but he forgot, he hadn't placed any batteries in the remote yet. Both men look up confused and then begin to race towards the direction of the party as the planes begin to descend down to a little boy standing by the play areas fence.

Making sure everyone has a piece of cake, Davey's mum soon realises that her son's chair is empty. She begins to scan the play equipment and then notices her little boy standing at the fence.

"Davey?"

Davey doesn't hear his mother call and just continues to stare at the other little boy who is sitting quite comfortable in the lap of the younger woman who seems to be fiddling with her mobile phone. The little boy's eyes are still a piercing shade of black.

As they get closer towards the party, the men begin to wave their arms franticly but nobody notices.

"WATCH OUT" Cries one of the men as the planes begin to dive heading straight for Davey.

"Davey come on and have some cake. You're missing all the fun…."

Before Davey's mum can finish her sentence the two plans smack into Davey's head from each side. The mum stops dead in her tracks as her son's blood splatters across her face. Hearing someone scream the young woman quickly stands up and holding on to her child she makes her way towards a group of people who are standing over an object on the grass. As the young woman gets closer she realises that the object on the floor is in fact a little boy whose face is covered in blood. The woman gasps in shock as she turns her little boy's head away not noticing his black eyes turn back to their shining shade of Hazel.