Chapter one
Sam Winchester was having the world's best dream. In it he wasn't the hunter of supernatural critters, he was just a normal thirteen year old. He was even on the schools soccer team, of course this was when Sam realized that it was all a dream. Because, you see, Sam Winchester wasn't a normal teenager. His family chased after the things that would scare most people.
Ghosts, demons, witches, harpy's just to name a few. His father had started Sam and his older brother on this course when Sam was just a baby. Sam had never liked going hunts, they always inevitably led to someone being hurt and most of the time it was either Sam or Dean, though it seemed like all things bad went after Sam first. Maybe it was because they sensed something was different about Sam, that somehow they knew he couldn't really defend himself. He didn't know but he had experienced several broken ribs, and broken bones, in his young age. More than anyone his age should have had too. Of course, he'd tried to explain this to his father, but John Winchester never seemed to listen, just told Sam to toughen up. For his father's sake, Sam had honestly tried but the more Sam got hurt, the more he got frustrated with his father. This frustration had led to the event that changed Sam's life forever.
Sam sighed, and turned over in his bed, he opened his eyes and stared over at what he thought was the wall. He had been trying to get to sleep for the past several hours, but somehow even though Sam was exhausted sleep was evading him. Maybe it was because Dean and their father had taken off on a hunt. It was supposed to have been an easy hunt which is why Sam had been left in their motel room. Waiting for their return, he had expected them to be back a few hours ago. After all how hard was a simple ghost hunt? He knew things could go wrong, but surely they did not tonight. Dean and John had spent hours going over their research while Sam attempted to get some school work done.
Hearing a loud noise at the door, Sam frowned and sat up. He hoped it was Dean or John. A few seconds later he heard Dean's voice and a wave of relief rushed through Sam. his family was finally home, maybe he could get some sleep.
A few minutes later footsteps sounded in the room. Dean walked across the room to the bed he and Sam shared. John headed straight for the restroom.
"Dean?" Sam asked quietly turning to face where he thought Dean was.
"Sammy, what are you doing awake?" Dean asked surprised to see his kid brother wide awake and sitting up in his bed.
"You were late," Sam commented "I thought something had happened to you guys." Dean felt bad for having left his little brother alone so along.
"I'm sorry kiddo, the hunt took longer than we thought it would, turned out there were more Casper's haunting the place" Dean placed his hand on Sam's head and gently rubbed his hair. He wished he could have called to let Sam know they were going to be late, but he figured Sam had been sleeping soundly. He should have known better. Sam worried far too much for one of his age.
"No injuries?" Sam asked almost afraid to hear to that one of them needed stitches or something even worse.
"We're both fine kiddo" Dean said wishing he hadn't caused Sam to worry so much.
"I'm glad" Sam said quietly, as he lay back down, and Dean got up and walked around the other side of the bed and pulled back the covers. Laying down he stared up at the ceiling, he had a lot on his mind. Sam of course was at the forefront of all his thoughts. Things had been different with him since the accident; he hadn't been really allowed to hunt since it had happened. In one way Dean knew that Sam was glad but he knew eventually that would change. Eventually Sam would start to feel left out because right now with his disability there wasn't a much he could do. Until they found a way to fix it. You see due to an unfortunate incident where Sam had been kidnapped by some overzealous hunters. He had been tortured for information he hadn't had. Sam didn't know that he had demon blood. Because of this fact, some hunters had found out about the blood, and decided to intervene before it could become the future. They had tortured Sam. it still made Dean angry to think about it. The pain that Sam must have gone through at the time it didn't bear thinking about needless to say after John and Dean had gotten Sam back. They had found out some news that broke their heart. Sam was completely blind.
So what do you think? Good? bad? TBC let me know what you think. Liz