Good Evening Dear Colleagus!

I´m here to present you my Supernatural Christmas story, i hope you enjoy it.

The story bellow, its actually a 2 parts fanfiction, not necessary based in any season, but loosely inspired in season 2 episode 20 "What Is and What should never be.''

Ah! and in this story Sam isn´t the Sam we are used to. in this story, i decided to wrote him as having special needs. More or less like this: lets suppose he almostr drowned when he was 5 years old and never recovered mentally, so he have the intelectual capacity of a 5-years old, in a body of a 24-year old man. Just to be melodramattic. On the other hand, i don´t know how to write someone with this kind of disability, so i´m just using the behaviour of an acctual 5-years old kid.

Another thing, just for warning... in this story Dean is with Lisa. i´m sorry if i´m the only who ship him with Lisa instead of Castiel, but i just think they could made a cute couple.

This is all i have to say! I wish you all a marry Christmas and a very happy new year.

Yours

Dr. Serpico

This story is written with the colaboration of my dear colleague DSCWin! Thank you very much for your help

WISHING FOR A MERRY CHRISTMAS – Part 1

It was December 23rd and a local thrift store were buzzed with excited shopper trying to buy their last minute gifts for their loved ones. Twenty-eight year old Dean Winchester stood behind the counter helping a female customer who was coming up a few dollars short on her purchases, when a tall man came bouncing, almost skipping, towards Dean a large smile on his face.

"Dean!" He said leaning childishly on the counter his long legs stretching behind him he had a sense of impatience about him that every parent in there could reminded them of their own you kids. "Can we go open our presents now?"

"We have to wait til Christmas, bud." Dean said still trying to do his job as well as make sure nobody trips over his legs. "Besides we have to wait until dad gets home."

"But-"

"No 'but's Sammy. Go grab your stuff. I'm almost down here."

"Okay." The tall man slowly stood up and walked into the back room.

"He sure loves Christmas doesn't he?" The woman said as she managed to find the missing money that was hidden down in her thread bare coat.

"He does. Sammy loves this Holiday. Says it's his favorite time of the year."

"Don't need to tell me. Most kids and adults love it." She grabbed her bags and headed towards the door. Dean glanced at the clock that hung behind him and sighed. It was true Sam's adult figure and looks gave people the wrong impression that he was normal just trying drive him crazy, but the truth was he knew his younger brother was special.

"You got any fun plans this season?" An older woman asked her face ligthing up with a smile.

"Just planning on spending it with my family and my girlfriend."

"Oh that's just so sweet." The woman smiled and paid for her things. "Have Merry Christmas, Dean. You tell your brother to have a merry Christmas too."

"I will, Mrs. Pax. Merry Christmas to you."

*~/~*

Sam grumbled as he started to put his books and puzzles in his backpack, as he always did when he had to stay with Dean in the backroom. He hated the back since a lot of the cupboards and drawers were always locked making his curiosity skyrocket.

As he was throwing his backpack on his back, a strange noise traveled through the back door that lead to the alley where Sam and Dean had to go through to get to Dean's car.

Pushing on the door and stepping outside he looked around. He knew he wasn't supposed to wander out alone, especially at night, but the same noise made the tall child walk out and began to search for the source.

Underneath a small pile of boxes was a small black shape shivering in the cold. Sam's child instincts kicked on as he rushed to see what was outside in the cold. A sad puppy with large brown eyes cautiously crawled out from underneath the boxes and Sam's first reaction was to pick it up in his large arms.

"What are you doing here all by yourself?" The puppy's cold wet tongue began to tickle the man's chin making him giggle. "You know what? You're coming with me. Let's go see what Dean will say about having a puppy for Christmas."

Meanwhile, not far away from there, John drove his truck as fast as he could, searching for that abandoned barn Bobby told him about, in order to find the creature he was looking for, a Djinn, who was creating problems in the neighborhood.

Part of him knew he was supposed to come back home and prepare to celebrate Christmas with his sons, but even so, John doesn't want to face the other reality he was living in, which includes take care of a grown child.

On hunting trips that John felt angrier about it, his deepest desire was that both his sons could hunt with him and helping him kill the creature who take Mary from them. Sure, Dean had hunted with him a couple of times, but he knew that his oldest son always felt guilty for letting his brother with someone else.

As he entered the barn, John momentarily forgot about his sons and got himself focused on the creature. He called Bobby giving his position and take the gun on his hands. He heard something and pointing the gun on the right direction.

"Show yourself you son of a gun!"John barked, but before he could do anything, the Djinn appear in front of him and the last thing he saw before he blacked out, was the creature´s claws on his head.