AN: Thank you for reading my new story. I hope you are liking it, and I hope you continue to like and read it. Dean isn't going to be in the story for a few more chapters, because from the previous chapter Sam was taken. So it'll take some time for them to meet, but don't worry they will.

Twenty Years Later:

Jared Padalecki was laying on his bed just staring at the green stars he pinned to his ceiling when he was young. He thought it was girly for him to do it, but when the lights went out and everything was quiet, and the stars glowed he didn't care. It just seemed peaceful and it always helped him sleep when counting the stars.

He didn't want to get up, because that meant another day just doing the same things he did everyday. Like anyone his age, he wants adventure. He wants to get up knowing he has an important job to do. Jared wants to get up knowing that there's danger over the horizon and he has no choice but to go. He loves his family, but constantly being around them isn't what he wants out of his life.

Coming back home...

Beep. Beep. Beep. He groaned at the sound of his alarm clock going off. He tried to turn it off, but the damn thing wouldn't. This was why he hated alarm clocks, but he had no choice but to use them. He picked it and began to bang it on the bedside table.

"Jared, turn that shit off!" his older brother yelled.

Jared rolled his eyes. Although he hated it when this happened, he still used them. The alarm on his phone wasn't loud enough to wake him up. Beep. Beep. Beep. He growled. Still in his hand, he threw it as hard as he could against the opposite wall. He sighed in relief when it finally stopped, but then cursed at the fact that he was going to have to get another one.

Jared got up and left his room and walks next door. Opening the door, he walked right in. He looked down at his baby sister, Genevieve. She was so beautiful. He didn't think at his age, he would ever have a baby sister. She's only been in their lives for a short time, but he couldn't imagine his life without her.

By the smell, he knew he had to change her, but she looked so peaceful when she slept. She slowly opened her eyes, and just stared up at him. The way she looked at him, it was like he was staring into his soul. He couldn't tell himself that he didn't like it.

"Hey, beautiful." She smiled.

He picked her up carefully and made his way to the changing table. He took her onesie off and changed her diaper. Once doing everything he had to, he put her clothes back together.

Jared felt proud of himself after he finished changing her, because when he first did he was a little scared he was going to hurt her. He was scared he was going to squeeze her feet when he had to wipe her butt, or wipe to hard. She was so fragile, and he didn't want to break her. He also felt somewhat shy when he had to wash and clean her. Even though it wasn't sexual, a tiny part of him felt like a pervert when he had to touch her, especially when she had gotten a rash, and he had to apply cream. After awhile, it just became apart of his routine.

"Come on baby girl. Time to go eat something." He kissed her which made her giggle. After that he made their way downstairs.

Jared sees his older brother, Jeff, watching TV drinking out of a cup. By the look on his face, he knew that he was drinking blood. His family were all vampires, but even when they had to drink blood, it was always out of a cup. It made it more easier to consume than to drink from a blood bag.

Everyone in their family for many generations were all vampires, but for some reason he wasn't and neither was Genevieve. Why were they different?

He could understand why Genevieve wasn't at her age, because vampires don't grow into their true nature until the age of six, just like werewolves don't change until they turn three. Until they reach those ages, they're practically human. His father had already clarified that she wouldn't ever become a vampire. It was rare that a human would be born from vampires, but it can happen. The strange thing was it wasn't supposed to be like that with the Padaleckis.

When he was a child and he learned about the werewolves and vampires, he asked his father why he wasn't a vampire. He was told that sometimes a human can be born of a supernatural family. When he got older he asked his mother if werewolves could be born from vampires, and it got her upset. Later on, she apologized and explained that only a vampire or human could come from a coven. It was the same with werewolves.

She had told him, 'Just because you're human, it doesn't mean that we love you any less than Jeff. You're our son, and we love you no matter what you are.'

He still felt jealous that he was the only one who was human. Growing up he had thought he was a freak. He often hated himself for it, but by the time he reached sixteen, he had accepted himself for what he was and what he wasn't.

Since they were both human, it was his job to take care of Genevieve. Gerald and Jeff didn't believe that they could keep themselves under control regardless if they haven't drank human blood in a very long time. They didn't want to risk her safety, but it was okay as long as Jared was with her. They both trusted Jared that he would protect her from anything even it meant that he had to protect her from them. Jared was okay with this, because he loved his sister.

He brought her to the kitchen and put her in her high chair. Going to refrigerator, he brought back her baby food. He sat down in his chair and fed her. He loved feeding her, because it was always cute watching her eat while some came out of her mouth.

"Why are you up? Isn't it a little early?" He looked to his brother. Even from the kitchen he had a clear view of his brother just staring at the TV.

Jeff shrugged his shoulders. "I have the next two days off."

Jared nodded. Whenever either his brother or dad had the day off, they were usually up. They wouldn't have to worry about getting enough sleep for the night shift. He didn't really know what his brother and father did for work, because every time he asked they would always change the subject. All he did know was that they both worked at the same place.

"Jared. We're running low on blood, so..." Jeff trailed off after some time of silence.

Jared didn't need his brother to finish what he was saying. He had said it to him many times before Genevieve was born. Jared was just glad he managed to wait until after she finished eating. He stood up and walked back to his room.

Whenever they were running low on blood, their needs sometimes got the better of them. They didn't want to drink human blood, because they didn't want to be the monsters they believed themselves to be.

Before Jared understood what they needed they had told him, 'Jared, we're running low on blood, so we need you to go to your room for awhile. Lock your door. We don't want to risk your safety.'

After awhile, he reassured them he would be fine. They had accepted that Jared could take care of himself if things went south. Now with Genevieve, he didn't argue. She was his and there was no way he was going to put her in danger. What kind of brother would he be if he did?

Jared had an extra crib in his room and put her inside. He locked his door for her safety. Because of her being human, his father had given him the master bedroom (which included the shower) for situations like this. He gave her toys to play with, put on cartoons and went to take a shower.

No matter how sure he was that the locked door would hold his brother and father, he made sure the crib was near the bathroom with the door open. It was for more than just her safety from his father and brother, it was also in case she needed him. He would never say it out loud, but he sometimes did it just to put his mind at ease.

He didn't always live with his family. When he was eighteen, he had left them to go to college. Although he loved his family, he was happy to finally be on his own. He was enjoying it, and he even made friends and had his first boyfriend. Jared had realized that he was gay in the middle of his first year. No, that's not right. He finally accepted himself as gay in the middle of his first year. He realized he was gay in the eighth grade, but hated that about himself. Of course, he told his best friends, but still hated it until college.

Jared felt depressed that he had to leave college to come back home, but when he saw Genevieve he didn't care. When his dad put her in his arms, he was perfectly content with being called back home. At the time, all he was told was that they needed his help. He didn't bother trying to get them to elaborate. He knew that if they didn't tell him when they first called, they weren't going to.

Coming out of the bathroom, he saw Genevieve trying to put her small foot in her mouth. He chuckled. He handed her toy which somehow ended up on the floor. She immediately let go of her foot to take the toy. Now that she had her toy back she quickly shook it laughing at the noise it was making.

Ding!

Jared's head whipped to his computer and saw that he got another notification. Reading what it was from, he quickly opened it. It was them! It was the Archangels. He hasn't gotten an email regarding them in a long time. He thought they were captured, but getting this he knew everything was okay.

The Archangels was a group that was fighting back against the government. They gave updated information on the 'war' between the vampires and the werewolves. What was most shocking was that the vampires have teamed up with the humans. It was the Archangels' job to tell the public what the news refused to say. Their website has been shut down countless times since it was first established.

The government has shut down over a hundred different websites, but they always seemed to build a new one. They made sure that everyone who checked out their website was notified when they were either back up or had another report. Jared didn't know how they did it or how they knew who was to be notified, but when he got the email he didn't care.

He read it several times just be sure he understood what was being said. From what he can understand, the Archangels have broken in and attacked a government facility that was doing testing on the werewolf gene. He's read a long time ago, that the government has been trying to find a 'cure' for the werewolves. Any werewolf who wanted to be human could take the cure and be rid of their 'disease'.

The Archangels reported different. They said that the government has deemed the werewolf community dangerous, and they're trying to eliminate them. The vampires are being used as the soldiers to kidnap werewolves to test on. That was why they attacked the facility: to rescue the captured werewolves.

No one knows who the Archangels are or have ever seen them. The news says the terrorist group has stolen precious government property. Most of the public would rather believe the news than common sense... than what was happening right in front of them. To them, if they didn't want to see the truth, they would never see it.

Ring! Ring!

Jared had just finished bathing his sister when he heard his phone ring. He looks at the caller ID, and smiles when he sees who it is. "What do you want?"

"Is that any way to talk to your best friend?"

Jared chuckled. Chad has been his best friend since he was a young boy. "Where's Lilith?"

"She's- Hold on." Jared did. "Lily! Hurry up."

Lilith was their other best friend. She was tough, and defied every blonde joke and insult thrown her way. Lilith was always a strong and independent person which was why she had a hard time making friends. She hated just going with the flow. When he and Chad sat with her at lunch in grade school, they talked as if they had always been friends.

"I'm going to put you on speaker."

"Hi, Jared baby. How's my lover doing?" She asked seductively.

Jared laughed. "Hi darling. I'm doing fine. How's my future baby mama doing?" He waited for the typical response, and he didn't have to wait too long.

"You know, you're lucky you're gay and my best friend, otherwise I'd kick your ass for flirting with my girlfriend. And you, I'm your only lover."

Both Jared and Lilith laughed hard. They did this every time they talked in front of Chad. Before they started dating and Jared coming out, they liked to flirt with each other even though they knew it meant nothing. Things didn't change much after he came out, and even when they started dating.

"Anyway, Gen and I are going to head over right now. Make sure you have food."

"Don't I always? See you when you get here."

Jared grabbed his bag with everything he would need for his sister along with her stroller. As he locked his bedroom door, he heard the doorbell ring. Walking down the stairs, he could hear his brother talking to someone. It took him a few seconds to realize who it was. He grumbled at the thought of seeing his uncle.

When his uncle saw passed his brother to look at him, he smiled in a disturbing way. Jared rolled his eyes holding Genevieve closer to him. He turned to the kitchen to get his sister's food and bottle.

He put her in the high chair that way he could quickly get what he needed. He tensed up when he felt someone behind him. Jared tried his best to ignore his uncle; there was no way he was going to give him the satisfaction of getting under his skin. He growled when he felt hands on his hips and a hard cock pressed against his ass. He turned around and saw his uncle pressing his body even closer to his own. He looked down and could indeed see his uncle's raging hard on. He looked back up at and without warning he grabbed his uncle's testicles and squeezed as hard as he could. Alastair hissed in pain and doubled over trying to get Jared to let go. He didn't.

"If you don't want to lose your nuts, I suggest you don't fucking touch me again." Jared shoved him away... hard.

Alastair wasn't his real uncle; he was only one his father's best friends. Since he was twenty two, he could remember that his uncle had taken an interest in him since he was a young boy. At first, Jared thought it was completely innocent, that he was his uncle's favorite. He was right, or at least being the favorite. When he he turned thirteen, he became too happy touching Jared. He couldn't do much to Jared when they were around his family, but that didn't stop him from hugging him too tight, sitting him on his lap and putting his hand on his thigh and stroking him. Jared hated it, but because of Alastair's relationship with his father, he kept quiet. That changed when he turned seventeen. When he learned what was happening to him was wrong, he hated him.

Jared told Chad and Lilith what was happening to him, and because Chad was an excellent fighter, he offered to help him. Jared quickly accepted the offer. Now that he could protect himself, he wasn't going to allow him to do what he wanted, and he wasn't scared of him.

Alastair collected himself and although he was still hurting, he smiled. He didn't seem at all bothered by what happened. In fact he seemed to have enjoyed it. Sick fucking bastard. His uncle slowly walked toward the living room. Jared clenched his jaw when he saw his uncle getting too close to his sister who had no idea that anything was wrong. He lifted his hand to touch her face, but before he could Jared punched him in the face and pushed him against the wall with his hand holding his throat.

Jared saw red flash across his vision. "Try to touch her again, my dad's best friend or not, I'll fucking kill you!"

He let go of him and watched in pleasure as Alastair slumped to the ground holding his nose. Jared picked Genevieve up and walked out of the house. He didn't bother wondering where his brother was. Even as a vampire, he had terrible hearing.

Jared pushed Genevieve in her stroller making his way down the street. He was glad Chad and Lilith managed to find a home close by. They had found a home together right out of high school. It didn't matter if they were young, werewolves and vampires weren't the only ones that had a soul mate.

They sat around the living room with Lilith playing with Genevieve. Jared didn't want to waste his time telling them about his uncle. He already knew they were going to suggest killing him, but he wasn't going to have it. He could handle one human scum on his own. But if he tried to touch Genevieve again, he didn't need his friends to help kill him.

"Did you guys get the email too?" he asked after watching TV with his friends.

Jared noticed the subtle look Chad and Lilith shared with each other. They always did it when they were hiding something, but Jared didn't call them out on it. If they didn't want to tell him, that was fine. Everyone was entitled to their secrets, even best friends. He had his fair share of secrets.

"Yeah, we got it."

Despite the fact that Chad and Lilith were humans, they were as interested in the war as he was. They stayed out of it not knowing what they could possibly do, but if they had to choose a side, it was with the werewolves. Even if they weren't physically apart of it, they all still managed to stay up to date with both sides.

"The government is just trying to get rid of something they don't understand. Ever since they found out they weren't the only dominant species, they had to fight back. They're just using the vampires to do their work, because they know they have no chance against the werewolves. Once they get rid of them, I'm sure they'll target the vampires."

Chad nodded in agreement. "It's a shame that the public believe they're trying to 'help' the werewolves."

"But it's impossible to cure the werewolf gene. That's like trying to cure homosexuality or being black or white. You're born that way. They're just wasting their time."

The war has been going on for close to ten years, and by the looks of what's been going on around the country, it didn't seem like it was going to end anytime soon. With everything that's been happening, he can't really remember much before the werewolves attacked the vampires. Because the vampires and humans were friendly to each other, they sought help from them. The humans and vampires saw the attacks as a declaration of war. No one knows the reason behind the attacks, but in a war there was no need to know why. They just needed to know how to fight back and what their enemy's weakness was.

"It doesn't matter to them. We're a proud and scared race. Anything that we believe are a danger to us, we're going to kill it. If they find a cure, they're going to enforce it on every wolf or they'll be killed."

"What's wrong, Jared?" asked Chad after Lilith took Genevieve to change her.

Jared sighed. "Nothing. I just had another dream about him."

"The boy with green eyes?" Chad knew about his dreams of the mysterious boy all of their lives. Jared has been dreaming about the same boy almost every night. Most of the time they were different, but there were still new ones. At the beginning, he told Jared that it was just a dream, but Jared believed otherwise. The more he dreamed about him, Chad figured that it was either someone he met and made an impact on him or family.

He nodded. "We were playing with each other. From what I can remember, I think it was hide and seek. I felt loved and cared for. I love him, but I have no idea who he is."

"It's probably Jeff. You probably played with each other like that when you were young."

Jared shook his head. "No that can't be. Not only does Jeff not have green eyes, we've never played like that with each other. Jeff always had to be careful around me."

Chad didn't know what to tell him, so he didn't try. Lilith had come back with Genevieve with a big smile on her face. They sat down and continued to watch their movie, but Jared wasn't paying attention. He thought back to all those people who were taken just because they were werewolves. He's even heard the werewolves included small children and teenagers. They were taken from their families and were even killed for what they were.

"All those people... No one should ever lose their family like that," Jared said still staring at the TV.

Chad and Lilith shared worried looks. "But the Archangels are trying to return as many of them back to their families."

Jared sighed and not speaking to anyone in particular, "I can't imagine what I would do if I was ever taken from my family."

AN: Obviously, since Sam was taken from his pack and family, he was given a new name. If they kept his name, it would be too easy to figure out who he is. Like it? I hope so. Tell me what you think. Until next time. -Kauri510