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At the sound of her baby gently weeping Mary rose from her slumber and slowly walked down across the hall into the doorway of Sammy's nursery.

"John? Is he hungry?" Mary asked tiredly.

"Shhhh. He's ok."

"Ok" Mary said and went to leave but then quickly spun on her heels. That wasn't John's voice. Mary took a few steps into the room and the man turned to look at her.

"You!" Mary glared at the man with the yellow eyes standing over her baby's crib.

"I told you I would come back for something." The man's mouth twitched into a crooked smile. "He's mine now."

Before she could cry out, Mary was thrust against the wall and slid along the wallpapered nursery until was pinned directly over little Sammy. Her abdomen was bleeding and tried as she could, she couldn't call out to John

"Take one last look, Mary. One last look at your demon child." The yellow-eyed demon let a few more drops of blood drip into Sam's mouth before snatching him up. Then demon vanished with her son.

"NOOOO!" Mary was finally able to scream right before bursting into flames.

John shot up in his recliner. Mary!

Quick as a bullet John jumped from his chair and ran up the stairs to the source of the cry.

"MARY! SAMMY!" John shouted into the nursery engulfed in flames. He stood in the doorway, blocking his face with his arm. His first instinct was to run into the fire and save his family but then he felt a tug on his pajama pants.

"Daddy?" Dean whimpered and looked up to his father with tears in his eyes on the brink of spilling over.

"Dean I need you to go outside." John commanded, but Dean stood still frozen with fear.

"Daddy I'm scared!"

The noise of the fire licking the walls of the room sent chills down John's spine. He needed to act fast. As he took one last look at the flames John could have sworn he saw Mary stuck on the ceiling

"Daddy?" Dean cried pulling his father out of thought. By now Dean's cheeks were soaked with salty tears. John grabbed his boy and ran down the stairs and out onto the grass.

A fire truck had arrived and firefighters were piling out and rushing to kill the fire. They had the hoses up and running in no time and two firemen ran into the house to work on stopping the spread of fire.

"My wife and son are still in there!" John cried out frantically. He practically threw Dean into the arms of the nearest fireman and turned to reenter the house.

"Sir, you can't go back in there!" The fireman called out after him. John made it a few steps towards the house before he was blocked.

"You don't understand." John pleaded, "I have to save them."

After a few moments a firefighter came out of the front door of the Winchester home shaking his head. He walked up to where John stood with the other fireman holding Dean.

"I'm sorry sir. There are no survivors." The fireman gave a few gentle pats to John's shoulder.

"But Mary . . . Sammy." John whispered.

The fireman walked around to the other side of the fire truck to where Jack Walberg, another firefighter stood gathering medical supplies to bring to John and Dean who were still in shock.

"Hey Andy, did you see the guy's wife and baby in there?" Jack asked while still focusing on his task.

"Yeah, tragic. There wasn't much left of them. But the mother and baby were definitely killed in that fire."

"Poor guy." Jack commented and finally looked up at his friend. He had to blink a few times before his eyes were adjusted. Something must have been up with the lighting because Andy's eyes looked pure black for a few seconds before going back to their usual blue.

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The funeral for Mary and Sam was short and sad. Nobody knew what to say to John or Dean, so nobody said anything.

The fire department had cleaned up the house after the fire and deemed it safe to still live in. John had decided that he would only stay until he had figured out what to do next. Maybe get a smaller place. Somewhere new. Start fresh. He didn't know if he would stay in Lawrence or not.

For days after the funeral neighbors and community members were constantly at the Winchester doorstep with their sad smiles and casseroles. The doorbell would ring and John would rise from his spot on the couch, tie his robe, and answer the door with a "Thank you" or "Yeah, we'll be ok." He would take the meal, close the door, place the Tupperware in the fridge, and return to his spot. He didn't like the idea of accepting charity and honestly he had no appetite, but Dean was a growing boy and needed to eat and John was in no condition to be cooking. He could barely make it through each day.

Everyday, Mrs. Hansen from across the street would pick up Dean in the mornings and take him to the park, library, or on errands. John knew that he needed to start being a father again to Dean, but he needed a little more time. Mike Guenther down at the garage had told him to take as much time as he needed.

After a few weeks the casseroles stopped, Mrs. Hansen wanted to talk about Dean's lack of communication, and Mike down at the garage had started calling to talk about how busy things were getting and how it would be good for John to get back into the swing of things.

"Hey Bud," John said as he ruffled Dean's hair, "I'm going to be going back to work tomorrow. How about today we do something together? Would that be alright?" John looked down at his young son and tried to muster a smile.

Dean said nothing but slowly nodded yes. John helped Dean get his arms through the little sleeves of his thick jacket and wondered what he could say or do to make Dean happy again.

"Dean," John said, his eyes wet with unshed tears, "Things are going to be ok. I'm going to make things ok. And we, we . . . " John paused and Dean looked up and deep into his fathers eyes, "are going to be ok."

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