How to Save a Winchester

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Here are updates on the kids:

Emmett: Sam/Alex adopted son. Age 19. Power: weakens others' powers. Has curse on him. Now attends Annapolis for the Navy.

Tommy: Sam/Alex adopted son. Age 16. Power: medium. Wants to be a lawyer.

Mary: Sam/Alex biological daughter. Age 15. Power: telepath.

Taylor: Sam/Alex biological daughter. Age 13. Power: empath.

Patrick: Sam/Alex biological son. Age 12. Power: telekinesis.

Chris: Dean/Jess biological son. Age 12. Power: overly strong.

Emily: Dean/Jess biological daughter. Age 10. Power: pyrokinesis.

A little note: the POVs are going to go crazy! Lol. It won't be Sam, Dean, Alex, and Jess all the time but it might have Patrick, Tommy, Missouri, and Emmett or something. You get it, right?

Dedicated to Alex and Frank. Actually, the only part dedicated to Frank is the character, Frank (whom you'll meet soon)! The rest is all for Alex! Enjoy!

Chapter One

x Dean POV x

Ten years later. Ten years. And they went so fast.

Chris was twelve, turning thirteen. He finally showed some powers. He had some type of freak super strength. That would be good except for the fact that he always got in fights at school. But they were justified fights. Like he knocked out a kid who was picking on his friend. That type of thing. I guess he had his father's sense of right and wrong.

Emily was turning ten. And man, she was spitfire. Not literally, even though she possessed the power of setting things on fire, controlling fire, and extinguishing fire. But she was so mature for her age that it sometimes scared me. I actually thought I was talking to an adult on several occasions. Now if that doesn't scare you, nothing does.

And of course, my girlfriend, Jessica (we never really saw to the marriage part of the relationship even though she wore a ring that I gave her). Telepathy that never ceased. She had gotten pregnant once more after Emily, but miscarried. It kind of screwed up her insides or something… I didn't want too much detail. But basically, she couldn't get pregnant again.

Now I felt not up to par. I was the only one in this freak family without powers.

"Wrench," I asked my son from underneath the car. That's what I did for a living. I fixed up cars in the garage in back of the house, then sold them as I saw fit. Chris was helping me today. We were fixing up a Thunderbird.

"Here you go." I was handed a wrench. But that was not my son.

I rolled out from under the car. Jessica smiled at me. "Where's Chris," I asked, sitting up.

"His friend picked him up a few minutes ago. You were so enthralled with your job, you didn't notice."

I shrugged. "Sorry."

"Emily isn't home either."

I glanced up at her. "That mean what I think it means?"

She nodded. I pulled her down to me and kissed her.

x Sam POV x

"Alex," I called, coming down the stairs, fixing my tie.

"Kitchen," she called back. I went into the kitchen and found Tommy wharfing down food.

"Tommy," I told him, "no one's taking it away from you."

He rolled his eyes at me and continued eating, "It's Tom."

Ten years ago, I would have thought that was cute. Not any more.

Ten years passed.

Emmett was now nineteen. He got accepted to Annapolis and started in the fall. We were never able to get the curse lifted, but he made due. He even mentioned a girlfriend out east.

Tommy – excuse me, Tom – was sixteen. He was trying to get into Harvard for Pre-Law, just to one up his father. He was being a pain lately. He wanted nothing to do with the family. Especially me. It was like my Dad and I all over again.

Mary was fifteen. She met this guy, Frank, over the summer. Frank, however, was nineteen and joining the Marines. He recently got in trouble with dealing drugs on school grounds. I didn't approve of him obviously. But Alex did and she kept tabs on how close they were getting. Only friends. So far.

Taylor was thirteen. She was trying to hide something lately. Alex didn't know what it was and I sure didn't. I mean, who tells their father stuff? Duh. She just got on the varsity high school soccer team as the starting striker. She even had people come and check her out for scholarships. As a freshman.

Patrick was twelve. He was having some trouble in middle school with bullies. The bullies didn't like the fact that Pat's best friend was a girl. Something about being a sissy. But Pat didn't seem to mind what they thought. So far.

"Can you help me with the tie," I asked Alex, holding it out for her. I still hadn't mastered the art of it. She took it. "Tom," I said while my wife did the tie, "when are we flying out to Boston?" Tom needed to be interviewed for Harvard. He was that close to getting in.

"Next Thursday," he answered, placing his bowl in the sink and hurrying out the door. "Be home by five."

I sighed and turned back to Alex. "He'll come around," she said without hearing my question. "You did."

"Yeah," I muttered. "I hope so."

x Alex POV x

It was a Saturday. So the kids were out and about.

Tommy had disappeared, taking the car that Dean had given him (that was part of the deal Sam and his brother made. Sam would pay for all of the kids' education – college and below, if Dean gave them all cars when the time came. The boys made the deal because, really, they weren't just one couple's children. It was more like having four parents but only dealing with two on a day to day basis.) Mary said she was heading to her friend's down the street. Taylor had a friend pick her up to take her to practice. Patrick went to do community service time (the school we sent them to required at least ten hours per school year).

And I was home. My new home. Well, not really new new. But we had bought it a year after Emmett moved in when Sam finally relented and decided that our house was too small.

The doorbell rang. It was probably one of the kids' friends.

I walked from the kitchen around front and answered the door.

Emmett.

"Mom," he said with a smile. "Surprise."

I smiled. We hadn't seen him since Christmas break, six weeks ago. Sure we talked twice a week but that wasn't seeing him. I reached over to give him a hug and he practically picked me up. He definitely could pass for Sam's son with his height.

When we pulled away, I saw a girl standing behind him. Emmett followed my gaze. "Mom," he said, "this is my girlfriend, Ella. Ella, this is my mom: Alexandra Winchester."

"Nice to meet you, Mrs. Winchester," Ella said, with a smile. She was pretty. And tall. I could tell she'd work nicely with Emmett.

"Nice to meet you, Ella," I said. "Why don't you guys come in? The kids aren't home so it's quiet."

Emmett laughed. "I know what that's like." He brought their bags inside. "Mom, I'm just going to show Ella to our room, okay?"

I nodded, and headed toward the kitchen as they went upstairs. Our room? I guess Emmett wasn't so young after all.

There was a knock on the door and I turned around to answer it. When I opened the door, I was met with a site for sore eyes: Frank, Mary's friend. He had just gotten in a lot of trouble with 'dealing' drugs on school grounds. But, I truly didn't believe he did it. Something just didn't sit with me right on the scenario. I mean the kid was leaving for Paris Island – Marine boot camp – in two months. Why waste his work now? And he was always polite. He helped with the younger kids and hell, he even cleaned the bathroom once!

"Frank," I asked, noticing the duffle bag and definitely week-stubble, "what happened?"

"Mom," he replied – he had started calling me that because he hung around the house a lot, "I… I…" Tears were forming in his eyes. "I screwed up. I'm sorry." He came in and hugged me, like a son hugs his mother.

I really wasn't sure what to do. I mean… he needed help and he wanted it. I could tell that. But how do I help him? I knew one thing for sure though.

"Frank," I said, "do you have a place to stay?" He shook his head 'no' into my shoulder. "You're staying here then."

I'd deal with Sam's wrath later.

x Emmett POV x

"She likes you," I told Ella as we unpacked in my bedroom.

"I hope so," she said. "I'm kind of nervous."

I met Ella at Annapolis where I was majoring in Homeland Security. She worked in the library, where I spent most of my time. We met at the beginning of the year and quickly became a boyfriend-girlfriend thing. Then, two weeks before spring break (which started yesterday), she got pregnant.

Not that I mind. I mean, I was all ready planning on spending my whole life with her. As long as she wanted to, too. But I was worried about the curse. Dad and Uncle Dean and everyone, try as they might, couldn't manage to get it lifted. So I made due. But now with my child on the way. I was worried about bringing it into the curse. Not only that, but Ella was now carrying my child, so she'd be cursed too.

So I came home for spring break and planned to stay the whole two weeks. And we were going to get this damn curse, once and for all.

"She's going to love you," I said. I walked over to where she was unpacking and put my arms around her waist. She wrapped hers around my waist and gave me a hug.

"What about the rest of the family?" I pulled her closer and rested my head on hers.

"They'll love you, too." Once you get over their… quirks.

We were silent for a minute or two. "Emmett?"

"Yeah," I asked.

"I love you."

"I love you, too," I said with a smile.

And I meant every word.

Okay, some notes:

A: Emily's name is Emily Hope Winchester. She is Dean's daughter biologically.

B: Dean and Jess did buy a new home.

And how's that for a chapter? Lol. So many points. Let's review:

A: Emmett's in Annapolis, the Navy's academy. That means he's joining the Navy when he's done. But he's still cursed. Gosh darn. He's got a girlfriend, Ella. She's pregnant and cursed. Yikes. Watch those hormones. Lol. And they're visiting home.

B: Jess and Dean are still together. Say your prayers. Lol. Dean sells cars and Jess is still a doctor. Jess can't get pregnant. Darn. We wanted a little Dean Jr. running around, didn't we?

C: Emily is alive! Yay! She controls fire. Eek! Lol.

D: Chris finally showed powers! Amen to the overly strong male.

E: Tommy, excuse me - Tom, doesn't want anything to do with the family. He wants to be a Harvard law student. Can you say Sam all over?

F: Mary met a Marine. Good girl. Frank seems so helpless! Aw… he's just so cute. And he calls Alex Mom! And he's staying at the Winchester residence – sorry, Sam! Now about that drug dealing, boy…

G: Patrick's BFF is a girl! Awww…

H: Taylor is on varsity soccer! And she's good!

I: Sam and Dean being the fathers and Alex and Jess being the mothers for all of them. Hahaha… those kids are screwed. Lol, joking, joking!

J: All of them go to a private school. Great, college prep. Fun times.

K: Alex got that house she wanted. Hahaha… Sam just can't win:)