The nights are beginning to linger on and the time manages to still move forward. Nothing seems to stay the same anymore, change is in motion everyday and the love that consumes Dean's body has not once lost its spark. Haley Winchester was an angel sent from the heavens and blessed with beauty and thankfully hell proof. Dean knew the moment he saw her, he was going to marry her. She changed the outlook he had on life, so negative and depressing. She breathed life back into his soulless body.
Dean laid awake pondering the moments of his life without Haley and His son compared to the life he has now. "Shh, we don't want to wake daddy. He worked all night and needs his rest." He could hear Haley whispered to Jamie. "I know but I need to tell daddy something, it's really important." Jamie responded, ignoring Haley's request and with the sound of the floors creaking underneath his small feet. The light from the hallway slowly poured into the darkened room.
Dean tried his best to hide the smile on his face as Jamie crawled onto their bed and made his way over to his side. "Hey, daddy... Can you please wake up for just a quick second?" Jamie lightly asked giving Dean a small shake. Dean opened his eyes and starred up at his son, a smile so wide on his little face caused Dean to copy his reaction. "I'm awake, what's wrong buddy?" His voice was a little raspier than expected even to himself. "I just needed to tell that you're the best daddy in the world and that I love you." Jamie told him. Dean quickly pulled his fragile body into his arms and kissed the top of his head.
"I love you too and you're the best son, I could ever have." Dean said feeling Jamie chuckle into his chest. "Okay boys, we have school to get too." Haley laughed wiping the tears from her eyes, the sight played out before her was simply beautiful and heartwarming. "Okay momma, when I get home can we go to the park?" Jamie asked once he jumped off of the bed. "I don't see why we can't." Haley said mouthing I love you toward Dean before closing the door behind them.
Dean must have fallen asleep because he was awaken by a loud crashing sound in the kitchen. He quickly glanced at the clock, it read two pm. Dean quietly monuvered his way out of the bed and avoiding all the loose floor boards. He grabbed the gun by his door and tiptoed out into the hallway, making his way to the kitchen. A familiar smell entered his nose and overwhelming sense of confusion erupted through his body. What he saw before his eyes 'caused him to drop his gun. The noise broke the trance he was consumed inn.
"Sammy, what happened to you?" He asked watching as his brother Sam, lifted his head from the counter. His face was stained with blood and there cuts that covered his arms and face looked as if he feel through shards of glass. "I don't know what's going on..." Sam whimpered out tending his hands. "What did this to you?" Dean asked finding his strength to walk over to Sam. "I can't remember anything Dean, I can't remember." He said his eyebrows pulling together as he tried to remember. "Daddy, Daddy guess what I did today." Jamie yelled running full speed into the kitchen, immediately dropping his piece of paper. His blue eyes widen in fear as he mouth hung open. "Oh my god." Haley shrieked covering Jamie's face. Followed by Jamie's lunch pouring out into the floor.
"Why did he throw up? What's wrong with me?" Sam asked turning to Dean. "You don't know what you look like?" he asked pointing toward the mirror located three feet beside him. Sam slowly turned cautiously. The horrifying reflection starring back at him sent a wave of nausea through his stomach. Before Dean could grab him, Sam's limp body hit the floor...