Chapter 1

AN So this is going to be set in the fifth season of supernatural, right after Sam goes to the pit. But in this story instead of Dean going to Lisa's house, he's going to continue hunting on his own. I'm not sure what season of NCIS this will be set in, I haven't watched in a long time, and I never finished watching it, so hopefully all of my character will be in character. It depends on how long this fic ends up being, but for now I don't plan to have Sam in this. Also there will be John bashing, and cursing, so, yeah. Enjoy. :)

For the first time in a long time, I felt tears prickling the backs of my eyes. I looked up, hoping to catch my older brothers eyes, he wouldn't look at me.

"Tony, please don't go. I can't take care of Sammy all on my own" I begged

"I'm sorry lil D, I can't do this anymore, if I don't get out now, I never will. You take good care of Sammy for me, don't let anything happen to him, or you" he said as he turned again, ready to walk out the door.

"Will I ever see you again?" I asked, dreading the answer.

"Of course, and you can call me whenever you want. I'll always be here for you Dean, promise" he said with tears in his eyes.

"Bye Tony" I whispered as he walked out the door.

I had only been home today because I got a three day suspension for fighting, the guy was a bully, he kept picking on kids who couldn't defend themselves. So I stood up for them, punched him right in the face. The principal tried to call dad but he was hunting, had been gone for a couple weeks already, and he was due back a couple days ago.

Tony came and picked me up instead., they let him because he turned 18 a couple weeks ago. When we got back to the shitty motel, dad's car was sitting out front. And when we got inside Tony started yelling at dad because he was supposed to be home 4 days ago, and he hadn't left enough money. Dad started yelling back, so I went outside to sit inside the Impala. They get like that sometimes, and when they start yelling it takes them ages to stop. Except this time, this time, dad came storming out of the room not five minutes later, an angry scowl on his face, I quickly clambered out of the Impala, seeing as it was obviously where dad was headed. I was standing by the door of the car when dad stormed right past me, swung into the Impala and took off like a bat out of hell.

When I went back in the room to see what had happened, I found Tony quickly packing up his duffel bag.

"What happened Tony?" I questioned

"Dad happened, again" he stated angrily

"Where are you going?" I asked, starting to get worried.

"I'm gonna go make myself a life somewhere lil D" he said, the anger seeming to have faded from his voice, turning it somewhat hopeful.

"Your 12 now, you can take care of Sammy, but I have to get out, I can't do this anymore, I left some money in the nightstand for food" he said, sounding distraught.

That's when I started begging him not to go. He's my big brother, he's taken care of me and Sammy our whole lives. I don't know how to take care of me and Sam by myself.

That day, dad didn't come home, but Sammy did. And I had to explain to him that Tony had left us, and that it was up to me to take care of him now.

Dad didn't come home for another 2 months, and in that time, I figured out how to make dinner, how to do the laundry, how to make sure Sammy got his homework done, how to hustle pool, because the money Tony left ran out after a month, how to shoplift when we ran out of food, because it takes practice to become good at hustling pool.

And by the time that dad got back, piss drunk and bleeding. I had already begun to figure out how to be the parent, how to be the adult, how to be a role model for Sammy.

And that night, as dad went on about how his good for nothing son left, abandoned his family, forgot about the revenge for his mother. I learned how to take care of my father too, how to sew him up, how to placate him so he wouldn't get mad, how to get him into bed.

And Tony broke his promise, he never answered, not once. No matter how many times I called him, no matter how many times I left messages, pleading for him to come home. No matter how many times I wished he would just come back, so I didn't have to do this by myself.

AN So this is like the prologue, so this chapter is what happened when Tony left, the next chapter pick's up in season 5. Also I might do someone else's POV scattered through here, but the majority of this will be in Dean's POV. So thoughts? Good? Bad? Meh? Lemme know what you think. :)