Chapter One: Nine In The Afternoon.

A/N: Hi this fic is based off a AO3 fic I read called Deja Vu. It's not on this site. The chapter names and title are all Panic! At The Disco song names. I own nothing except my OC's please review and enjoy the story.

"No Sam this is a wendigo not a skin walker!"

"I'm telling you De-" He was cut off by a shriek and three people appearing in a heap of limbs on the floor. Sam and Dean shot out of their chairs and pulled their guns. A small groan came from the pile.

"KIMMY GET THE HELL OFF ME!"

"I CANT JOHN'S ON ME."

"SO PUSH HIM OFF. I CANT BREATH."

"YOU DONT NEED TO BREATHE."

"JOHN GET OFF KIM!"

"Guys there is a gun trained on my forehead I'd rather not move." The one on the bottom sighed and pushed the girl, Kimmy, off him. The boy, John, on top fell to the floor next to Kimmy.

"Oh Hi uncle Dean and Sam!" The boy from the bottom sat up cross legged. He had sandy blond hair and one bright blue eye while the other one was a steely faded green. He wore outrageously coloured glasses and a t-shirt he also had on a red tie.

"Chris," John hit him upside the head, "be careful we don't know what year we showed up in." John had black ruffly hair and green eyes he had a small stretch of freckles across his nose and wore a grey AC-DC shirt.

Kimmy hit both of them upside the head. "Idiots." She muttered under her breath before turning to Sam and Dean. "Hi I'm Kimmy, you can call me Kim, this is John," she pointed to the black haired boy, "that is Christopher or Chris." She smiled widely at them. She appeared to be the oldest and she wore a tank top with a open plaid shirt. She had blond hair with purple streaks and wore it in a bun at the top of her head. She had brown eyes and a nose pierce.

"Okay so how did you get here and what are you doing here?"

"Well uncle Sam we were being chased and we were cornered so we did the first thing we thought of. We went back in time."

"CHRIS! You could've eased them into it."

"But Kim that's no fun." She sighed.

"Whatever." She snapped and a bag of circus peanuts appeared. She took one out and promptly but in half. John and Chris glared at her. She tilted her head back and groaned all to late in realizing her mistake. "Sonofabitch!" Sam and Dean cocked their guns. "Oh put those away your not going to shoot three kids!" She stood up, the bag of candy had mysteriously disappeared, and brushed her shorts off. She helped Chris and John up and turned back to Sam and Dean. "Seriously uncle Dean put the damn thing away." She was about 5'4" while Chris was 5'0" and John was 5'8".

"Wait, wait, wait, uncle Dean?" Sam raised an eyebrow.

"Yeah uncle Dean." Dean let out a snort.

"Is he uncle Sam?" Dean nodded his head towards Sam.

"Well not for me, but for John and Chris." Dean burst out laughing. He uncocked his gun and put it away. Sam did the same.

"What?"

"Dude she's saying she's your daughter."

"Yup and John is yours." Dean stopped laughing. John put his face in his hands and Chris played with his tie. "Oh! Hmm but I probably shouldn't tell you."

"What?" Sam asked as he sat down. Kim opened her mouth but Chris clapped a hand over it.

"Kim I swear to Ch-"

"You swear to who now?"

"No one uncle." He put on a big fake smile. Kim licked his hand she had a extremely pissed expression. "EW!" He wiped his hand on his jeans. She smirked and crossed her arms.

"There going to find out eventually."

"Yeah but remember when they went back and nearly erased themselves from existence with a look!?"

"C'mon it'll be fine." Chris threw his hands in the air.

"Fine but I'm not explaining to future uncle Sam or Dean."

"Wait hold up for a minute here." Dean held up his hand just as Kim was about to talk. "Who is your dad?" He pointed at Chris. Kim and Johns eyes widened and they sat down on the edge of the bed.

"Your brother."

"But you called Sam uncle Sam." Kim covered her eyes Chris could be VERY protective of his dad. John cringed this can't end good.

"Your right I'm sorry I mean the brother that you don't seem to care two shits about." Dean just looked confused. Chris's eyes burn bright blue and his wings unfurl. They were a light brown with hints of red. He had two. "Adam you jackass!" Dean looked mildly terrified. "You know what?" His eyes stopped glowing. "I need a walk." He put away his wings and disappeared. Kim glared at Dean.

"Thanks for that he could be anywhere!"

"What! How was I supposed to know." John stood up.

"You left him in Hell for how long!? You could've thought harder. C'mon Kim lets go find him."

"I'm going to stay here and explain to them. You go ahead. He listens better to you." John nodded and disappeared. She snapped and a bag of chocolate appeared. She took one and popped it in her mouth.

"You know for being Sam's kid you have a unnatural sweet tooth." She swallowed the chocolate and smirked.

"You know it takes more than one person to procreate."

"No shit Sherlock. I mean does Sam's wife have a sweet tooth?"

"The one that Sam is married to does have a sweet tooth yes." Dean squinted at her as she ate another piece of chocolate.

"Why'd you do that." She put on an innocent look.

"Do what?"

"You said 'the one' not girl 'the one'."

"Dean are you trying to hint that I might get married to a guy." Kimmy takes another bite of chocolate.

"Well." Dean burst out laughing.

"Sam's gay! I knew it!"

"Speak for yourself." Sam immediately perked up at this.

"What do you mean?"

"I mean," she ate another piece of chocolate, "Dean you marry a guy. More or less." Sam burst out laughing. Dean looked confused.

"More or less?"

"Well I really shouldn't say anything."

"C'mon tell me."

"Fine. He's more wavelengths of celestial intent." Sam burst out laughing again.

"YOU MARRY CASS!" Dean turned bright red. Kim smirks.

"I wouldn't be talking pops."

"What?" Dean sits up even straighter. Kimmy leans down and whispers something in Sam's ear. He promptly turns bright red. "But...what...I...um...I."

"What!?"

"Its up to Sam."

"Hey you told him who I marry!"

"Fine he marries-" Sam shot up and clamped a hand over Kimmy's mouth. Sam didn't see it but Dean did. Her eyes flared blue and she peeled his hand off her mouth. "Never ever do that. It's a good way to lose a hand. Even if you are my dad."

"Sorry."

"I'm going to help look for Chris." She disappeared with a flap of wings.

"Sam." Dean looked at his brother and he was scared. "She would've ripped your hand off." Sam was about to talk but was interrupted by John coming home with a calmer Chris.

"I'm sorry. I just get protective of dad." Sam looked confused.

"Where's Kimmy?"

"We thought she was here. With you."

"No Sam pissed her off and she went to help you look for Chris." John and Chris exchanged nervous looks.

"We will be right back." They disappeared leaving Sam and Dean alone.