Summary: Sequel to 'Anything But Normal.' After Sam was released John decided Sam needed help with his abilities, enter Missouri Mosley. Can Missouri help Sam before the Demon helps himself to Sam? This is a Wee!Chester story.

A/N: This is going to be a short chapter, but don't worry it will get way better. And as always I appreciate all reviews.

Disclaimer: Don't own Supernatural. And I am not affiliated with the CW Network…Why is life so cruel.


Arrivals

Sam suspected his father was planning something, but it wasn't until his father drove them into Lawrence, Kansas that he knew why Old John Winchester was up to. "Dad, please! I'll learn to control it. Don't leave me, please," Sam started to cry. Tears welling from his teenage eyes before he even got the word out.

"I know you'll learn to control its Sammy, but Missouri can help you." John said as he drove down the main street.

"Dad, how can we protect Sammy and he is here?" Dean questioned hoping his father would change his mind.

"Easy, Dean. You will be staying here too." John said as he looked his oldest square in the eyes.

Sam had been quite in the back of the Impala tears flowing like the Nile before he heard his father's last words. "So I won't be alone?" Sam said in a voice too young for him in his teenage years.

"Never, Sammy. I would never leave you alone to fight something like this. Dad knows I would kill myself before I let anything happen to you." Dean said finally looking back at his brother.

Sam was pale. He looked sickly and Dean felt his brother's pain. The TBI was kicking Sam's ass worst than the werewolf they faced in North Carolina.

"Okay boys, we're here. You tell Missouri thanks for letting you stay, and I'm sorry I couldn't stay longer." John said as Dean and Sam climbed out of the classic.

"What? No Dad…but where are you going?" Dean said.

"South Carolina, I got to take care of a woman in white." John paused and looked at Sam, "Take care of your brother, Sam. Keep him out of trouble, and if anything happens call me." And with that John put the Impala in reverse and left.

Sam and Dean were staring absent mindedly at their father leaving when they heard the familiar voice of Missouri Mosley. I woman Dean and Sam feared most, the woman who has "mothered" them to death since the fire. "Sam, Dean, don't just stand there with your months open. Get your bags and get into this house right now so I can have a look at you two young men."

Sam and Dean turned around in sync and took a long drawn out breathe, "Hello Miss Missouri," They said politely with a forced smile.


It had been a couple of hours since Sam and Dean had arrived, and they were already sick of Missouri's mothering. Dean looked over at Sam, poor kid; Missouri has practically bored him to sleep. And then, as if on a timed schedule, Missouri started ringing a dinner cow bell and screaming, "DINNER! DINNER'S READY!"

Dean looked at Sam Howe didn't even react to Missouri's 'dinner bell' or screaming. "Sam, c'mon it's dinner time. You can't not come, Missouri will kill you!" Dean said to his younger brother from the door. Dean waited a couple of minutes but Sam still didn't move. Guess the kid is a little tired. I'll tell Missouri to save him some food for later. Dean thought as he ran down the stairs and greeted Missouri.

"Where is Sam, dear?" Missouri questioned

"He was sleeping and I didn't want to wake him." Dean stated simply.

"Sorry Dean, but I have to get Sam for dinner. He is sick and he needs a good meal." Missouri said in a motherly voice, as she and Dean started up the stairs.

"Sam, wake up it is dinner time." Missouri said as she walked in to the room.

Sam didn't even move in Missouri grew more concerned.

Missouri and Dean moved next to Sam's bed. "Sam, wake up, sweetie." Missouri coached as she shook Sam lightly.

Still nothing

"Sam" Missouri said a little louder as she pulls Sam's face in her direction. "Oh my goodness" was all she could muster.

Sam's eyes were wide open, his eyeballs rolled back in his head. His breathes no more than tiny gasps.

"Sammy... Sammy wakes up!" Dean yelled as he shook his brother wildly.

"Dean stop that and lay your brother down. We have to wait for his vision to end."

"No, look at him... his eyes. Look at him… his eyes. Why is he like that?" Dean asked, panic in his voice.

"Dean, Sam is too young to be able to endure the intense pain of a vision. He is trying to force them away, but all that does is cause more pain… don't worry he will be…" Missouri was interrupted by the pained screams of the youngest Winchester. "Sammy, calm down Dean and I are here!" Missouri yelled over the panicked teenager.

Sam stopped immediately, "Dean, no. Dean is dead." Sam said as his vision blackened and everything went mute. And it did and

"Sam, wake up Sweetie" ask Missouri quietly giving him a light tap on the cheek. She was rewarded with a soft moan. "Sam are you OK?"

"It hurts"

"What hurts, Sammy?" Dean asked sympathetically.

"God… it hurts…" Sam repeated softly looking up at Dean and Missouri with glassy, unseeing eyes, still taking gasping breathes.

"Dean, I think Sam is still stuck in his vision." Missouri said totally shocked by what she was witnessing.

Dean stared at Missouri and then turned his eyes to his brother. If Missouri is scared for Sam, something must be really wrong. "Come on Sammy. Don't do this to me."

End of Chapter One- Arrivals

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