We Are Family, And You're Not Part Of It
A/N: This may not be worth it, but my plot turtles have been at it again. Sam and Dean role reversal, Dean younger brother, Sam older. They get adopted by Mary and John Winchester. Enjoy! (hopefully!) Sam is 10, Dean is 5.
Mary and John Winchester entered the Achievement Place for Boys. They were incredibly excited about fostering a child. They couldn't have their own, so a child that needs a good home was the next best thing. They walked up to the desk and asked for Mrs. Bakerfield. She came out from a room and smiled when she saw them.
"Hello, Mr. and Mrs. Winchester! It's nice to meet you. You're looking to foster, right?" Mrs. Bakerfield asked.
"Yes ma'am. Maybe adopt if everything goes well." Mary said.
"Well, right this way. I'll let you take a look at the boys."
Mary and John followed. They followed her to a white metal door. Mrs. Bakerfield opened the door and they walked into the room and saw a lot of children playing or doing homework.
"Is there a particular age you're looking for? The children here range from 5-15." Mrs. Bakerfield said.
"We would like a young child. We want to be able to raise a child." John said, as a little rubber ball hit his foot. A small boy sheepishly picked it up and went away.
Mary was overwhelmed. She wanted to take them all in, but two boys caught her attention. They were huddled in the corner, the older boy helping the younger one write something on a piece of paper. They were very cute, and she noticed no one was going near them, especially not the little one.
"Who are those boys? Over in the corner?" Mary asked.
"Oh, I don't recommend those two. They're quite a handful. The older one, Sam, is known for violent outbursts, protective streaks, and anger management problems. The little one, Dean, doesn't talk. We think he may have autism or a mental problem. He doesn't stray far from his brother, the last time that happened, Dean started bawling uncontrollably and Sam ran in to protect his brother." Mrs. Bakerfield said.
"Could we meet them? I'm considering them. They stand out to me."
"Are you sure? They've been to 12 different homes. They are very—special."
"I think I asked if we could meet those boys."
"Yes. I will try to get them to come meet you. But, just letting you know, you will probably bring them back in a week if you take them in."
She led them to a private room and told them she'd bring the boys in a minute. Mary looked at John and smiled.
"I like these boys. They seem subdued and reclusive, but I think they just need some TLC." Mary said.
"Maybe. They seemed to stand out to me, too. But you know if we take one, we have to take the other." John said.
"I know. And I want them both."
"Okay, baby."
Mrs. Bakerfield led the boys down the hall. She kept her distance, making sure she was out of reach. A security officer followed closely. She walked the boys into the room and introduced them to John and Mary.
"A security officer will be present at all times, due to Sam's outbursts." Mrs. Bakerfield said.
"Okay. Hi, Sam. Hey, Dean." Mary said.
Dean hid his face in Sam's side and started to cry and sob whole-heartedly. Mary felt guilty, and John was surprised. The kid just started crying for no apparent reason, and Sam just growled at them as if they had tried to hurt Dean.
"Don't talk to my brother. He doesn't want to talk." Sam said coldly.
"I'm sorry, Sam." Mary said.
"What do you want?"
"What do you mean?"
"What do you want to take us in for?"
"We want children."
"There are lotsa kids here, ma'am."
"Yes, but I like you."
"Me only? I don't go anywhere without Dean. And you can't make me."
"I like you and Dean both. And we want to take both of you in."
"What about you, sir?"
"I want to take you in, too. I think you'd benefit from a stable home." John said.
"Why?"
"Look, we like you and Dean," John reached out to pat Dean's head.
"Get the hell away from him!"
Before John could even flinch, Sam had him against the wall. The security guard jumped into action, pulling out a tazer and aiming it at Dean's chest. Dean was pale white, tears streaming down his baby shaped face.
"LET HIM GO!" The officer yelled, pushing the crackling tazer closer to Dean.
Sam let go and ran to Dean, wrapping his arms around the poor, disorientated boy. Dean snuggled closer and closer until Sam picked him up. Dean stuck his thumb in his mouth and buried his head in Sam's neck. The officer rolled his eyes at Dean's actions. Sam glared at the officer and said,
"Don't shun him. He's still a baby."
The officer returned to his rightful corner. John stood up and walked out the door to where Mrs. Bakerfield was standing. He glared and got in her face.
"You think it's okay to electrocute little kids who are still practically babies ? What the hell!" John yelled angrily.
"It's the only way we can control him. I can't do anything about it." Mrs. Bakerfield said.
"We're taking them home. Today. And there's nothing you can do about that, either."
"Whatever. When you bring them back, don't say I didn't warn you."
John walked back in and whispered to Mary. Mary smiled and nodded. She looked at the boys.
"Alright, boys. We're taking you home." Mary and John said.
Sam nodded and Dean looked at the couple, then started sucking his thumb and whimpering again. Mary and John led the boys out to the car. They had no personal possessions, so Mary decided tomorrow she would shop for them. But first, she wanted to see how the rest of the day would go.
