warning:incest

own:nothing execpt Liam

a/n: remember the story i said i wrote about the boys not being brothers. Give it a chance. Jka1 remember the sneek previews? here is the entire story... well first chpt.

created 26june to 11juli


Sam was colouring in his book bored to death, his head leaning against his palm with a bored pout. "Sammy" Sam looked up from his brown bangs straight to his father's worn-out eyes.

"What?" he said grumpy.

"You remember Dean right?" Sam crooked an eyebrow, of course he remembered Dean, Dean was a very gorgeous boy he had a major crush on.

"Maybe" he said feeling a little more happy. John had a bag in his hand dropping it on the floor with a loud thud, Sam tilted his head to the side to se who hided behind his father. John pushed Dean in front of him that was looking down at his shoes all dirty looking.

"His dad is hurt so Dean is going to stay here for a little while. You don't mind don't you Sam?" Sam shook his head already jumping out from his chair and stood in front of Dean that glanced up looking at him with his hazel green eyes and Sam smiled brightly.

"Nope, c'mon I'm gonna show you my new room." He grabbed Dean's muddy hand and ran with him to his room eager to show Dean his new room, his very own room. "You can sleep here to if you want to." Sam said with a huge smile.

Dean looked around not yet uttered a word, Sam started to talk about kindergarten and a list of people that Dean had to beat up for him. "My dad is sick," he said almost sobbing and Sam pulled him to his bed, he used his sleeve to wipe away Dean's tears that started to fall, his lower lip trembling.

"What happened?" Sam asked softly.

"There was this bad man… demon that… he hurt my dad." Dean sobbed out and Sam nodded not every six year old knew these things but he did and so did Dean. "It was my birthday, my eight birthday it's my fault." Dean cried out, crying louder his little lean body shaking like a leaf. Sam carefully put an arm around Dean's shoulder, he was gentle knowing that Dean was very good at combat arts he had seen it himself.

"Don't worry, dad has been hurts a million of times… maybe not millions but many times and he got better. Smarter he says." Sam said very mature and smiled reassuring at Dean that nodded wiping his nose on his sleeve.

"If you tell anyone that I cried I will kill you." Dean threatened and Sam let him go frightened and Dean felt guilty "I won't kill you… just break your arm or something, don't worry it would be quick. Just a snap." Sam backed away from him in terror and Dean looked down at his hands.

"I won't tell," Sam promised he glanced at his father that walked in with the bag.

"Dean can sleep here right Sam?"

"Yes dad," Sam said with a tight voice almost in a piping sound. John grabbed the sleeping bag and gave it to Sam and glanced at Dean that was looking down at his hands still.

"Don't worry sport, his gonna be okay, get ready for bed I'm ordering pizza." John said ruffling affectingly Sam's hair and left. Sam tugged the sleeping bag out kicking away some of his toys from the floor he got from a box at good will. Dean picked one of the toys up.

"Wanna play?" Sam asked already smiling standing in front of him.

"Can't your dad said…"

"Well after." Sam knew that Dean always obeyed John and his own father without question. Sam lifted up his t-shirt and grabbed his PJ's with turtle ninjas on them. He felt Dean's eyes on him while he changed, he grabbed his on PJ's in his bag. It was black with a batman stamp on the chest and Sam smiled brightly.

They ran into the kitchen with their action figures making sounds, John just smiled at them leaving them to play while he paid for the pizza and called "boy's foods here."

Dean came first his hands and face still a little dirty John grabbed a cloth and put it under the tap and washed Dean's face carefully that was looking at his with those hazel eyes.

"Thank you sir." Dean said and sat down and waited until John did a gesture for him to start eating "thanks sir." John exchanged looks with Sam, Liam was a very strictly man a true soldier. Liam trained him, Liam was ten years older then him, sometimes John wondered how Liam even got a son. All he knew was that Dean's mom died at childbirth and was a hippie that's it.

"Your welcome Dean, you don't need to call me sir. Call me John, sir makes me feel old."

"Sorry sir…John" Dean quickly corrected himself looking confused at Sam that was laughing.

"Sir John" Sam laughed and John chuckled, even Dean managed a small smile. "Dad can we stay up and watch TV?"

"No Sam, you have been up all day."

"Its only eight a clock," Sam whined pouting at his father that shook his head at him telling him strictly no. Sam sighed disappointed eating his pizza and glancing at Dean that was eating very hungry.

John tucked them into the bed, the sleeping bag long forgotten on the floor. Dean was already half a sleep his eyes fluttering close. Sam smiled at his dad that kissed his forehead and left them telling him that he was down the hall if they needed him.

Sam glanced at Dean and snuggled a little closer that cracked an eye open "what ya doing?" he asked hoarsely well as hoarsely a eight year old could get.

"Nothing" Sam said quickly moving away and Dean chuckled and closed his eyes, murmuring that Sam could snuggle close if he promised not to tell. "Promise," Sam said with a wide smile.

Sam stirred when Dean got up the bed at 5 am he was too tired to question him and fell a sleep again.

Dean tip tapped to John's room shaking him awake "sir?"

"Hmmpwh" John replied cracking an eye open looking at Dean that stood in front of him. He propped himself on his elbows "what wrong Dean? Bad dream?" he rubbed his eyes.

"No its 5am, dad wakes me by now… you know training." John brow furrowed okay he was going to have a little talk with Liam.

"No Dean, okay listen to me, these are the rules when your staying here, one no training in the morning, no more sir, your gonna be a kid play with Sam or something, just relax Dean." John said standing up leading him to Sam's room.

"Sam is nice." John chuckled and nodded, he tucked Dean back in the bed smiling softly when Sam rolled to Dean's side snoring softly. "Thank you John" he said yawning falling a sleep again seeing John's soft smile.

"Liam c'mon…" John argued as Liam stormed in the apartment seeing Dean running around chasing a laughing Sam. "Let him stay, it's late."

"Real late his running around, John I don't tell you how to raise your son, you're not going to tell me how to raise mine." He said growling "Dean come here now." Dean froze in his tracks and hurried to stand in front of his father.

"Here sir."

"Pack your things we are leaving."

"Yes sir" Dean hurried to Sam's room and Sam stood pouting his arms crossed shooting angry looks at Liam that shot him disapproving ones. "Bye Sammy" he waved as he got pulled out by his father. "Thank you for letting me stay John." He said before getting pushed into the car.


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