A/N: Parts of the story will be narrated in Dean's POV and other parts will be in noone's POV. I might even make some later chapters from other characters POV's. It's pretty easy to tell when it's from a POV or not and I'll try to make sure I destinguish whos POV it's from. This is my first multi-chapter story, so please be patient with me and comments are always wanted so I know what is working and what isn't. I also just want to know if my story and my writing are any good because I want to write for a TV show some day. So please comment! Hope you enjoy! =)
Chapter 1
(Dean's POV)
I was only four years old on the night of May 2nd 1983; the night my whole life would change, but I remember it still. I remember the heat, the confusion, the overwhelming sense of responsibility for my baby brother. My dad entrusted me with his safety, a habit I have never grown out of. As I ran out of my house with my baby brother in my arms, not looking back as my father instructed me. I had no idea that at that moment my mother was dying. I would never see her face again, However I still remember it perfectly, that beautiful face with the most caring smile that has never been surpassed in my 30 years. I loved my mother with everything I had and for some reason she was taken from me. Not only from me but from dad and from Sammy. It would not be until years later that I would learn why and when I did it would consume my life and that of my families forever.
I learned the truth when I was still really young, a demon. A demon killed my mother. My father was consumed with finding her killer and in the process killing as much evil as he could find. He never really had time to be much of a dad. I learned how to take care of myself a long time ago. I was just worried about Sammy. He never got a chance to know our mom.
My dad took me shooting when I was only 6 years old, that was only a year after I saw him kill what I would later learn was a shapeshifter. He was getting me ready.
Sammy started asking me questions about our mom and what our dad did on a daily basis when he turned 6 years old. It was my responsibility to look after him, to protect him, just like I aways had. From the moment my dad put him in my arms on that fateful night. I would never let him fall and get hurt. And I would protect him from this too as long as I could, I just want him to be a kid and to have his innocence for as long as possible.
At age 11 I already had my first gun. Most kids were getting action figures of their favorite super heroes, I didn't need that, My hero was real and right in front of me, my dad.
Of course Sam being the smart kid that he was eventually he figured it out and of course it was my job to comfort him, as he cried in a rundown motel room on Christmas Eve after learning the one thing I always tried to protect him from. Our dad was nowhere to be found.
I admired my dad, he was my hero, out saving lives but I always wished he would have been more of a dad and less of a drill sergeant.
Dad gave Sammy a .45 when he was 9 years old because he thought he saw a monster in his closet. Most people might think of that as bad parenting but when you know the things we know, that's just a precaution.
When I was 17 I finally got to go on my first solo hunt. I had to go take care of the ghosts of two nuns haunting a mission in Riverton, Wyoming. It felt so amazing to be all by myself on a hunt. It was all on my shoulders and all my responsibility, even though I knew that my dad was not far away in case I got into any trouble. The hunt was a little scary and tense but I got the job done and that's all that matters.
Sammy always rebeled against the family business he never wanted to be a part of this life and truthfully I can't say I blamed him a lot of the time. He didn't even remember mom, how could we expect him to fully understand why we were doing this but try telling that to John Winchester and actually having him take the time and listen.
My dad and Sam are so much alike it's scary, people often say I'm the most like dad but I know that's not true. They are the two most stubborn people I have ever met and lucky me I'm always stuck smack in the middle of it.
(1997)
John- Sam the answer is no..
Sam- Why can't I just play soccer. You would rather just take Dean anyway
John- I want both of you to come. Ok.. now that's final
Sam- You never let me do anything normal. All I want to do is be normal
John- You're not normal Sam, this whole family is not normal. You need to accept that
Sam- Yeah well this family blows
Dean- Sammy....
(Sam storms out of the room and runs upstairs to his room)
John- (sighs) I don't know what to do with him...
Dean- I'll talk to him
John- You always were better at getting through to him
Dean- Yeah
(Dean leaves the living room and walks upstairs to find Sam laying face-up on his bed in the room that they share)
Dean- That was quite the performance
Sam- Shut up, Dean
Dean- Sammy come on don't be like this
Sam- Don't be like what Dean!?
Dean- You know dad is just doing what he thinks is best, ,he's trying to protect you
Sam- You can't honestly believe that. How is playing soccer more dangerous than hunting monsters? Are you really trying to get me to buy that crap
Dean- You know that's not what I mean
Sam- Then what do you mean Dean? I mean please explain it to me
Dean- He doesn't want to leave you here alone for one and two hunting is more important. The more you hunt, the better you will be and the easier it will be to protect yourself against the things we face out there. What is soccer gonna get you?
Sam- I never asked for this
Dean- You think I did? I didn't ask to be put in this life either Sammy. But it's what we've got.
Sam- At least you got to see what it was like to be normal. I never did it's not fair
Dean- Dude, I wasn't playing much soccer at age 4
Sam- Don't turn this into a joke, I'm serious
Dean- Sorry....
Sam- I just want to be normal. I just want to go to school and have friends. Why can't I just not be a freak?
Dean- Well changing that mop of hair on your head might help (chuckles)
Sam- (sighs and stands up to leave) Dean...
(Dean pushes him back down)
Dean-(laughing) Hold on... I'm sorry you just set those up so beautifully... (Sam isn't laughing).... sorry... But in all honesty I barely remember what it is to be normal, to not be hunting we're in the same boat here kid
Sam- Yeah I guess but at least you remember mom
Dean- Sammy I know how hard that is on you...
Sam- And dad never talks about her. He never explains it..
Dean- I know but he can't. You know dad. But whatever you want to hear about mom, i'll tell you everything I remember about her.
Sam- Thanks Dean
Dean- No problem. Now come on we got school, you gonna be ok?
Sam- Yeah
Dean- Sammy.... you lyin'?
Sam- No, I'm fine
Dean- Promise?
Sam- Promise..
Dean- Ok good.. because I hate these chick flick moments you always make me have
Sam- You always know how to ruin the moment
Dean- Yup..
(They both smile at each other)
Truman High School, I hated that school. The people there were all shallow, all they cared about was what their stupid little high school drama, if only they knew what was out there in the world. Then there was this kid named Dirk who picked on Sam's friend, Barry. Sammy being Sammy always stood up for the kid. One day Sam kicked the living crap out of Dirk who was twice his size. That didn't go over so well with the school or dad for that matter. When John has to take time out of his busy schedule to do anything that could have been avoided, he is not a happy camper. So when the school called him and told him he needed tp pick Sam up early for fighting at school. Yeah, At least dad didn't kill him.
John- What were you thinking Sam? Beating up that boy..
Sam- You've got to be kidding me, I was defending myself and Barry
John- Who's Barry?
Sam- My friend. You taught me how to fight and now you're telling me you don't want me to fight. That's fair.
Joh- I taught you those skills so you could defend yourself on the hunt, not against some high school bully. You can't bring that kind of attention to yourself.
Sam- This is ridiculous
John- When we get home go straight to your room and clean the guns........Sam
Sam- Yes sir
(Later when Dean gets home from school)
Dean- So I heard a rumor today that some twerpy little kid beat the shit out of a bully twice his size.. now when I heard that I couldn't think of for the life of me who the kid could've been (Sam rolls his eyes) What happened?
Sam- Dirk was pounding on Barry again so I helped him
Dean- That's my boy
Sam- Yeah I wish dad would've had the same reaction
Dean- You get in trouble?
Sam- Well I'm not cleaning the guns for fun here Dean
Dean- Alright smartass.. If you stop being a little jerk I'll go talk to dad for you
Sam- Really?
Dean- Yeah although it is dad so who knows how successful I'll be. So you really laid Dirk out huh?
Sam- Oh yeah
Dean- I'm proud of you little brother
Sam- Thanks Dean
Dean- Just don't make a habit out of it (laughs and ruffels Sam's hair)
Sam- I don't plan on it
(Dean goes downstairs to talk to John who is in the kitchen researching his latest hunt)
Dean- Hey dad you got a second?
John- Not really Dean
Dean- Uh.. It's about Sammy
John- What about him?
Dean- Do you really think it's fair to punish him?
John- He beat up a kid at school
Dean- Yeah but dad the kid deserved it, he beats up on Sam's friend on a daily basis. Sammy is just trying to help this kid out. He did the right thing.
John- A high school bully is not that big of a deal. Especially compared to what we face
Dean- To me and Sam no, we can handle ourselves but Barry isn't a trained hunter. Dirk is the worst thing in his world right now. How can you punish Sam for protecting someone weaker than him, that's what you always taught us to do, he's just following your teachings.
John- Still....
Dean- (interupting John) Are you more mad that he beat this kid up and you think it's wrong or that he drew attention to himself. That's the real question?
(After a long pause)
John- (sighs) You're right
Dean- I am..
John- Yes and I hate it, but you make some good solid points. Go tell your brother he's not in trouble anymore
Dean- You sure you don't want to do that. I think it might mean a lot to him if you were the one to tell him.
John- He'll be fine
Dean- Yeah whatever you say
John- Excuse me.. Is there something you want to say to me Dean?
Dean- It's just.. sometimes I think you're a little too hard on him. He's just a kid
John- He can't afford to be a kid
Dean- But he is a kid and sometimes you forget that. It's hard for him to understand all that we do. Sometimes he just wants to be a normal kid like everyone else
John- And get beat up by bullies
Dean- Yes.. he'd do anything to be normal even if it meant getting his ass kicked everyday.....
(Dean sighs and leaves to go up and tell Sam the news.. John sits and thinks about everything Dean just said to him)
Dean- How much do you love me?
Sam- What?
Dean- How much do you love me right now?
Sam- (confused) Uh... a lot
Dean- I got you off the hook
Sam- (Happy) Are you serious!? How?
Dean- I pleaded your case and got the conviction overturned... Dude, I'm Matlock
Sam- (Sarcastic) Yeah, you're Matlock
Dean- Hey did I not get the warden to let you out
Sam- You did
Dean- (points to himself) Matlock
Sam- (laughs) Thanks Dean
Dean- No problem kiddo, so what are you gonna do now that you're not stuck cleaning the guns, which personally I think is fun....
Sam- Weirdo....... I have some homework to do..
Dean- Homework? You've got to be kidding me, I went into the lions den to get you off the hook so you could do homework..
Sam- Uh yeah I guess so
Dean- Yeah and I'm the weirdo..
(Dean walks out of the room completely disgusted with Sam..)
(The next morning John is in the kitchen getting ready for his next hunt)
Sam- Morning dad
John- Sam
Sam- Um.. sorry for yesterday. I messed up
John- No you didn't. I didn't look at the circumstances behind the situation. You did the right thing?
Sam- Really?
John- Yeah I'm proud of you.
Sam- Thanks Dad (Sam looks at all John's stuff) new hunt?
John- Yup
Sam- I guess I should pack then ( not real happy)
John- Not this time. You and Dean are staying here
Sam- What?
John- Yeah it's a small hunt I can handle it on my own. Plus you have a soccer game this weekend right?
Sam- Uh yeah it's the divisional championship
John- Don't let me down boy
Sam- (trying unsuccesfully to hide his smile) Uh.. no sir I won't.. Thanks dad.. (Sam hugs him and then runs back up to his room)
(Dean who was listening to the whole conversation walks into the kitchen smiling at John)
John- What?
Dean- Who knew John Winchester had a soft side?
John- That's enough
Dean- Thanks dad...
John- (looks at Dean seriously) You're welcome
(Dean walks over to the front door and yells)
Dean- Sam hurry your ass up we've got school
Sam- I'm comin......(Sam runs down) Bye dad. Good luck on the hunt and thanks again
John- You boys be good
Dean/Sam- Yes sir
Dean- Call if you need anything
John- Will do
Dean- Bye
John- Later boys
(Sam and Dean walk out the door.. John looks at the spot they were just standing in for awhile after they left and then he laughs--- happy)
(Lunchtime Dirk walks up to Sam)
Dirk- Hey there Winchester
Sam- What do you want Dirk?
Dirk- Just wanted to let you know your little buddy Barry is gonna get it twice as hard now
Sam- Why don't you just leave him alone. What satisfaction do you get out of beating up someone so much weaker than you are?
Dirk- It's fun
Sam- You're such a jerk
Dirk- Yeah you're right and Barry is gonna see just how true that can be
Sam- Not as long as I'm around
(Dirk scoffs and walks away)
(After school while Sam and Dean are walking home, John is on the hunt so he couldn't pick them up)
Sam- Dirk's never gonna leave Barry alone
Dean- Sam I know Barry's your friend and you feel responsible for him but it's really not your problem
Sam- Yes it is. Dirk says he's gonna beat him twice as hard now because I kicked his ass.. It's my fault
Dean- No it's not Dirk's just messing with your head. He would beat him up whether you did anything or not. It's not your fault
Sam- I guess you're right
Dean- Of course I am
Sam- I just wish I knew how to really help him
Dean- You're just a kid Sam you're doing all you can. Don't worry so much
Sam- I can't help it
(They walk up to the house and Sam notices that the door is slightly open.)
Sam- Dean.... (He points to the door)
Dean- Stay behind me. Stay close
(They both walk into the house looking around for anything out of the ordinary when all of a sudden something jumps out from inside the kitchen........)