Chapter Two Everybody! I decided not to post any of these chapters until the whole entire story is finished. This is all a multi-chapter story.

Pairing: None so far.

So, Thanks for taking time out of your day to read this sorry excuse of a story.

Now, onto the story!

Chapter Two

New World, New Life, but Same Old Hunt

May 3rd, 2013 - McKennan Hospital - Sioux Falls, South Dakota

Everyone who worked at McKennan Hospital knew of the man that appeared out of no where. He literally appeared out of thin air. No one knew his name, where he lived, where he came from, why he was there, or why he was in a bloody coma for either!

That's right ladies and gentlemen. The poor man was in a coma as soon as his body materialized out of then air. He had been here for exactly one month today. And no one knew exactly why he was here. Well, he didn't have any injuries that could possibly make him slip into a coma. His brain activity was as high as it would have been if he would have been awake.

But still he never awoke. And everyone believed that he wouldn't wake up.

So you can guess how everyone reacted when the man was missing the next morning with a note in his place.

Dear whoever finds this,

Thanks for keeping me safe and what-so-ever. Gotta run. Sorry that I wasted machines and shit.

-D.W.

So now, everyone was asking, "Who exactly is D.W.?"


On I-229 , a stolen '71 black Chevy Impala was speeding past one car after another. The driver didn't seem to mind the speed limits that were to keep the roads safe, he just had to get away from that town. It brought back to many memories for him.

Dean Winchester was the driver in the seat and he was anxiously looking out of his side mirror continuously. The reason why he wanted to escape that town was because the hospital, McKennan Hospital, was at the bottom right corner of a small town named Sioux Falls that happened to be in South Dakota.

So, of course he wanted to run away from the town. He's supposedly dead in this world.

And so right now, he was just running to the one place where he hoped the most important person in his world was right now.

He was running to Lawrence, Kansas.

He was running to his brother.

He was running to Sammy.

May 4th, 2013 - Lawrence, Kansas

Dean pulled up to the two-story house and let the car idle while he got out to check it out.

It looked exactly what it looked like in his universe. Right from the newly done paint job of the house,to the flowers growing in the garden in the front yard. Dean leaned against the stolen that looked like his baby but wasn't her. Sure, it looked like her but this car didn't have the same happy memories at his baby did.

Speaking of his baby, here she came strolling down the street. She purred ever so excellently and pulled straight into the driveway of the house that Dean had been looking at.

And two people exited the car that he thought he would never see.

His mother and father.

John and Mary Winchester both got out of the car like it was nothing and together they walked into the house, hand and hand.

He felt like a creeper right now but all he wanted was to see his brother happy and smiling, to know that this sacrifice had been worth it. That removing himself out of his brother's life had been the right thing to do.

It seemed like hours, when it was actually ten minutes before a tall, messy brown haired adult male walked out of the house and turned so he was facing Dean.

Dean's breathe caught in his throat. Sam looked ten times better than he did in his universe. He wasn't dying of the damned trials and he didn't have the scars that his Sam did have. This Sam had more reasons to smile than his Sam did.

This Sam looked carefree while his Sam had been cautious, tortured, and drug through the mud. This Sam looked happier than his Sam. His Sam had depended on his brother, his Sam had looked at him when he problems with something. His Sam wanted Dean to help him whenever he could. This Sam depended on his father. This Sam didn't have a brother who was alive. This Sam didn't have an older brother to help him with the nightmares.

These words just flew through his head and brought tears to his eyes, blurring his vision. He swallowed the lump in his throat and cleared it while he was at it. He willed his tears to go away. Don't be a pussy, Dean. You wished for this to happen. You just need to see that letting Sam go is worth it.

And with that thought, the person who used to be called Dean Winchester disappeared back into the car he had stole, and fled from the town that held his dimensional family.

July 18th, 2013 - Mobridge, South Dakota

The man who used to be Dean Winchester was no more. His name was now Dean Harvelle. He didn't want to walk around with the same name as the dead Dean Winchester so he had to change his name. He chose the last name Harvelle due to him being 95% sure that he was never going to meet the Harvelle's in this universe and that his family had never met them due to Mary never dying.

Dean kept his first name, well, because it was his name. He's not gonna trade in his name for a piece of shit name. Hell no.

Dean tried to keep a low profile, doing jobs here and there and all the while, he was stocking up on ammunition and weapons whenever he could. So far, he had to '71 Chevy Impala with a gun compartment in the trunk, just like the '67 Chevy Impala did. He was getting ready to go out for hunt that specified that maybe a poltergeist was causing mayhem when he received a call from Jim, a fellow hunter he met during a simple salt-n-burn.

"Dean Harvelle speaking." He answered formally.

"Dean, it's Jim. We're gonna need your help on a case."

"What does it involve and where?"

"Well, that's problem man. We don't know what it is. Thunderstorms off the hook, lightning storms for no reason, it's just unreasonable man. We don't know what's going on!"

Dean froze as those thoughts ran through his head. Demon omens. He thought. The YED must not be dead here.

"Demon omens." He said into the phone.

"Demon omens? I've never heard of them before. But we need to stop whatever is going on, it's been going on for two days already."

"Great. Tell me where it is, and I'll be on my way soon." Yeah, right after I take a stop at Manning, Colorado to fetch the damned Colt.

"It's happening in Lawrence, Kansas." Those five words were what made Dean's heart stop completely. Sammy...

"You know how I'd be there soon?"

"Yeah?"

"I'll be there in about four hours." He said about to flip the phone shut.

"Dude, how can you make it here in four hours? From South Dakota to Kansas, it has to be at least ten hour drive!" Jim shouted at him.

"I won't be going to speed limit. Just be ready for everything. Oh, by the way. I want you to search up on all the children born in the last month and keep the information on the children who turn six months old tonight!" He shouted.

"Dude, why?" He asked.

"Just...Trust me!" Dean said before shutting the phone. He made sure he had everything he needed before driving at almost double the speed he should have been, making his tires squeal as he pushed down on the gas pedal.


So...how was chapter two? I think I'm doing pretty darn well for making this up as I go along.

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~PrettyLittleRose