The darkness had appeared to loom all around him almost as if there was nothing but darkness that would guide him for the rest of his life. He was used to it. Ever since he was a little boy the world had been nothing but a pit of darkness to carry him from one job to the next..Jobs were what he referred to them sometimes but truly what it had been was hunting..Hunting one Demon after the next. They'd done it because one day they'd hoped to find the monster who killed their mother and find revenge. Sure, they'd gotten their Revenge and they'd destroyed the 'Yellow Eyed Demon' but With that Dean had only had a year to live and the darkness just seemed to go on and on. Once you start to live a life like that you can't just stop. That's one of the things that he'd learned After the demon had been destroyed. Just because 'Azazel' was gone and buried didn't mean they could go back to living a normal life..It didn't mean that Dean would have a home..It didn't mean that Sammy could have a normal life. By the time they'd destroyed the demon hunters had been the only thing they knew how to be. But things had changed since..It was bitter, it was cruel. But he'd lost Sammy. He'd failed his brother and he knew it and he got to live..He was allowed to live while Sammy did penance for saving the world..Being the vessel for Lucifer. He had went down into the pit of hell and he was gone. Of course Dean had promised Sammy he wouldn't find a way to bring him back. It wasn't a promise he was happy about. It was one of them promises that you wished you could take back no matter what but at the end of the day you couldn't. But as time passed Dean couldn't help that he was happy..He couldn't help that he'd fallen in love. But he had. He'd fallen in love at the one time he wasn't looking for love..But just like an epic Love Story..Love just kind of happened to him and afterwards it was the thing in his life that he was the most thankful for. without that love..without his family he would've died. Because every time he thought about Sammy he felt like a failure..But then his father miraculously turned up and everything changed. Nobody knew why John Winchester had come back all of a sudden..As far as Castiel knew it wasn't about the angels either. But that was the truth of it: some things were just coincidence and couldn't be explained..They just were what they were.
But the fact of the matter was that Dean had to go on without his brother. For the longest time before John had returned Dean could hear his fathers' words telling him to look after his brother..That his only job was Sammy. But then he'd also have to live with the realization that Sammy was gone and that he'd failed. The only job he'd ever had he'd failed and even though his father returning and eventually telling him that it was okay. That he knew that eventually something like this might happen and that was why he'd told him before he died that he might have to kill Sammy eventually but it didn't stop him from feeling like a failure even though there was nothing he could do about it. But with no body, No death record or anything you could pretend that Sammy was still alive. John didn't want that. He'd told Dean bitterly and without any kind of warmth..'You're brothers dead..accept it and move on'. It was what they had to do. It's what they'd always done in order to stay strong and be the hunters that they were.
But time had seemed to move on. He had a wife now. A wife who understood his past almost as much as his own brother did when he'd been alive. She'd been a Slayer and still had the powers of the slayer But that after her friend vanished she'd lost the will to fight the good fight. Lost the will to save the world as she always had done and had sort of faded away from that life..Sure, she still saw her friends from time to time. Her old watcher/Father figure was around. He was married now with two girls of his own. Although his wife of whom he'd met in england..Well she wasn't British but just visiting on a trip had been originally from North Carolina, Her name was Deborah..Deb for Short. She'd once been married to Dan Scott but things had changed and she'd taken her maiden name back and had become Deb Lee again. But now she was Deb Giles. His wife and Deb couldn't stand each other and it irritated buffy because whenever she wanted to talk to Giles alone, Deb was there.
Her good friend Xander lived just down the street in San Francisco, Where they lived. Of course he was still a single guy but he'd chosen to be after Losing his ex fiance' as he found that life suited him better. But as far as her friend willow, As far as she knew Willow Rosenberg was dead. Sure, there had been no body. No proof that willow was dead. But she had been missing a very long. Had dissapeared in the night leaving buffy and the rest of them to believe that she had been attacked by a demon or a vampire and she was dead. Unlike her husband who actually had seen his brother jump into the pit to save the world..It was the not knowing that hurt buffy the most. All of the nights she d stayed up in terror that she couldn t save her best friend. That she d let her best friend get taken like that and for almost 8 years now she hadn t been able to move on from it and it was something that was still very much with her even now. In her mind she knew that if Willow was really alive willow would ve contacted her somehow..She d be here with her now so willow had to be dead because she hadn t turned up in almost 8 years. But her life wasn t bad. She d been given what she d always wanted..A normal life. And most days she loved it. She loved having a husband..having 2 wonderful children and one on the way..Not having to be the slayer even though she still technically was. But she d wanted to share this part of herself with her best friend. She d wanted Willow to be her Daughter s God-mother as her husband, Dean had already made a family friend their son s God-father. But Willow wasn t here for any of it. She could tell how badly it was hurting xander,too. Willow hadn t just been his friend, she d been practically family as they d known each other longer than she d known the both of them. But she tried not to think about willow. About how terrible it had been for her in the end. How it had been to die without buffy coming save her. A part of her would always hate herself for failing her best friend. Even though dean would tell her it was okay..That he understood. That he felt the same way with his brother. It didn t change how she felt and it didn t make it stop just because somebody understood. It just made it that much more real. But She tried her best. Dean knew she tried. Just as he tried to get passed the fact that he d failed his brother when his whole life that had been his only obligation..His only job. To take care of Sammy. But Sammy was gone and it was his fault. He didn t even care what his own father said. of course his father was backtracking now when he had to realize that Dean had failed but the old John Winchester. The one knew growing up would ve been just as dissapointed him as he was in himself.
But there was nothing he could do about it. He d promised Sam that he wouldn t try to find him or bring him back. He d promised Sam that he d go and have a normal, apple pie life. And he had done that. Sure, it was hard to move away from it all. It was hard to deal with all of the guilt of letting his brother rot in the pit but he d kept his promise and he was happy. He was in love with his wife of almost 8 years..He was a proud father of two children and one on the way..The only thing about his life he wasn t happy with was the past..his guilt over Sammy. He d wanted Sammy to be here. To share in this life. He could be a favorite uncle.., Uncle Sammy ..Dean had thought it sounded nice. They d only known each other in a supernatural setting. He d wished that Sammy could ve known him like this..That he could ve known buffy..His niece and nephew. and more than that, Dean wished that Sammy could ve known this kind of living. This was what he d always wanted: A normal life complete with a wife, kids, and a white picket fence and the fact that he could never enjoy this hurt him and made him not want to think of his brother. Mostly he thought of Sammy late at night when his mind would wander into the past and he would feel sorry for himself..for Sammy. For the way they d lived and what had happened that night to their mother. He was sure that his father thought the same way. Deep down he knew that his father hadn t wanted this for them and maybe he looked at this as a fresh start. he was different, yet the same. Wanted to be there for his grandchildren. Maybe Dean was alittle bit jealous of that. He wanted to do all of the things with his son, Bobby and his daughter, Celia that he could ve and would ve done with him and Sammy if it hadn t been for the yellow eyed demon.
But that brought him back in the here and the now. It was was pitch dark. The sort of darkness that could scare a young child out of his mind and the kind of darkness he d been living in his entire life..The kind of darkness he d been introduced to when he d been barely five years old the night the demon took his mother away and destroyed his family. He wanted to close his eyes..To whisper in a deep, reassuring voice that this wasn t real. That this was nothing but a dream and he d soon wake up and realize that this darkness no longer existed for him. He may have been trapped in the darkness but he could see enough to tell that he was in the deep, dark forest...He d never been afraid of much because his whole life he d seen things that most people couldn t imagine in their worst nightmare but this place, It spoke of nasty, Rotting things..Evil things. The Glow of the haunting moon that hung above, gleaming down over the forest spoke in a soft, haunting voice.., I am what the night fears . Dean told himself that he was hearing things. he was much too old for nightmares and childish fears. To tell his father this, he was sure that John Winchester would have a good laugh. He hadn t had a nightmare since he was 7 years old and he was a grown man now. It was alittle odd for him to have a nightmare. But then again, was it so odd for an adult to have a bad dream. His wife, Buffy..She told him all the time she had them. But she also said it was part of who and what she was. It was part of being the slayer.
#2
But the darkness and ominous evil of the forest seemed to loom around him, taunting him. Telling him of how he was going to die..Alone and abandoned. That had been one of his biggest, more terrifying fears as a child. That the darkness they hunted would consume him and he d become just what the night feared..Just what he, his brother, and his father had always hunted..He shook the feeling of dread away from him and began to walk into the dark night just then realizing that the darkness had already trapped him inside it s reverie of an unending nightmare and the only way out was to face the darkness head on.
Dean noticed something about the moon, they hadn t really dealt with the moon. they d always dealt in demons and other things. But never the moon. Deep in the sky the haunting full moon had changed into a Eclipse. He d been so immersed, so intrigued by the eclipse. It appeared like something from a horror movie..something Dean had never seen before. He d heard that strange things happened when there was an eclipse. But the chill of the darkness and the threat that loomed above him was enough to make him movie forward..Wanting to get away. He wasn t so sure what was reality anymore. His fear was that the right here, right now was reality and like so many times before having a wife, children of his own..A normal life was just a dream he d had and that none of it was true. Wanted to believe that was a lie but deep down he was worried that maybe that was the truth. Maybe this was another hunt gone wrong and Sammy was very much alive. But he seriously doubted that.
But still he walked on..Walked on wanting to get out of this darkness for sooner he got out of this darkness the sooner he d see the truth for what it was. He d rather have the truth than be trapped in this darkness, unaware of the world that went on around him.
Suddenly Dean noticed, hidden by a couple tall trees with big, aged trunks was a hidden Castle or what had once passed as castle years ago, Made of aged stone that looked more of a dark grey than the pristine white that it must ve been when the stones were first laid. Dean could imagine how beautiful the place must ve been when it was brand new and now it just looked like an old, dying and decaying building but still in it s dying light it still looked dignified in it s own way. But as dignified as it looked it did still give Dean a creepy feeling. As if it was the scene for a horror movie and not just an abandoned old castle that once been more than what he saw now. But still he found himself being pulled towards it, As if from some deep need he needed to see what was on the inside. Curiosity had gotten the best of him when the one thing he should ve been more concerned about was leaving..Leaving and finding a way out. Finding a way back home. But somehow it was as if for one moment he had forgotten about getting out and the nightmare had carried him away as if he was nothing but a pawn in a game..A game piece that needed to be moved from one spot to the next. But that was the question among all questions.. Was it a nightmare or reality? .
Most people would ve thought that once inside it would ve been dark and gloomy. On the inside he d expected it to appear abandoned and deserted and yes, ugly,too but it was none of those things. Sure, there wasn t a bright florescent light or Running water or electric power but it most certainly wasn t dark and while items appeared dusty and the floors navy blue carpet wasn t as bright as he was sure it had once been but still stood up tall and Radiant and even though this place probably didn t exist he respected it. His first mistake was assuming that because the building stood tall and protective that it was a place of Safety..A place made of light. A sort of protective space to hide from harm. Yet again, that had been his first mistake. He d learned then that the first mistake was ever assuming anything and you d think through all of the lifetime of hunting he d have realized that already.
But obviously he still had plenty to learn. But he found himself walking in a daze. Feeling like he was safe. Like he could hide out here and no matter what he d be safe as to him this was the safest place to hide. Sure, he wanted to get as far away as he possibly could but it had seemed like the more he walked, the more lost and trapped he was and this place..he hadn t found this place. It had found him.
He found himself stumbling into a room..Well it looked like a room. But it was a garden with tall Arches and everything from Tiger Lilies to Daisies. even the ground appeared to be made of white, Porcelain like stone. Their was an oval Gap in between where the garden and the stone met with bright blue water that created a waterfall. It was the only part of the building that looked brand new..As if somebody had been maintaining the garden. Or maybe he was seeing everything he wanted to see and none of it truly existed. Maybe this was just a nightmare and he was waiting to wake up, he thought. But that didn t stop that his mind thought he was right here, right now. Their was double matching French doors and through the fine shine of the glass you could see the dark of night and sparkling full moon in which standing in a beautiful garden seemed almost hopeful but deep inside it was evil..Ominous. As if it was testing him and this was all a bitter lie. He was certain that this was a scene that artist would draw and paint about. But himself, he wanted to stay here. To hide. The weird thing was that was so unlike Dean. Dean hadn t been the kind of person to run away..To hide like this. But then again Dean Winchester had never feared anything since the night his mother died and he got a taste of real evil. But this..This wasn t something he could see or something he could fight. It was like the wind..It had no face. But he knew it was there.
That was when he saw her. She was standing their on the other side of the waterfall. She was beautiful with long silky brunette hair and a white silky dress, To dean it reminded him the dress his wife wore for their wedding day. but she was beautiful..To him she seemed like an angel. Maybe that was why he felt extra safe there. he d just stood there watching, a huge smile on his lips as he watched her intently. then she turned and for the first time he saw those dark, sparkling hazel eyes and big ruby lips which to dean made her look perfect, Like a real life Angel..But then something happened. Something terrible. Her eyes turned a rare, odd blue..Such blue as Dean had never seen before. A haunting, cold dark blue that made her very existence seem ominous and terrifying. Worse than anything he d ever experienced in hell. Worse than the yellow eyed demon, himself. Those eyes were so haunting and evil that Dean couldn t think of anything but how terrifying they made him feel..The only color of blue that was close to the dark, mourning, evil blue eyes was the color of Sapphire. But while Sapphire in jewelery was beautiful and elegant..amazing even. This sapphire was a warning sign of evil that seemed to make him fear everything. Of which he hated. He wasn t this kind of a person. He was Dean Winchester, He was a hunter. But he tried to be strong. But the presence of evil was all around him and he couldn t help but to know that this time this kind of evil wasn t the same as all of the others he d come acrossed in the passed. But this was just a nightmare,right? this couldn t be real. he was starting to question everything he d thought about up until this moment.
Then the figures eyes turned black. Not sensitive human eyes. But dark, mysterious evil eyes. The eyes of many demons that he and his family had went up against. But he had a sense that this wasn t just a demon but something much worse and he d realized that this was no longer a place of great safety but a place of great fear and terror. Demons he d dealt with, this was something entirely different.
But before Dean could wait and see what would happen next he sensed evil, as before it wasn t a person or something he could see..it was a feeling and the second he felt it his legs allowed him the great speed he needed to get away..To run as far and as fast as he possibly could in order to escape. Escape the one place he d thought would be the safest place at a time like this.
He ran so fast that at times he thought he d stop breathing just simply for the fact that he was so rushed and so terrified by all he knew existed yet was unseen. It wasn t a voice telling him he was going to die and be destroyed like it had been in haley s nightmare, Haley was a girl who dean hadn t yet met but right here right now they were linked..Linked by their nightmares..Nightmares they shared yet were not aware. Dean thought he was the only one..Well with accept ion of buffy that was having these sort of nightmares. He was convinced it was a nightmare. he hoped it was. Because if this was his reality he d wish for death.
Soon Dean had found himself away from the large trees of the forest and near a stream of water where a waterfall gleamed in beauty and the dark, gleaming moon shined over it making it seem more like a painting than anything else but it was real. Dean could feel the soft, spray of salt water breezing over his skin proved it was real. But it was beautiful and Dean had stopped to notice how beautiful it was. But then that woman. The one he d been running from that had been full of terror and horror had found him. she stood there. Her eyes the darkest of Sapphire blue turning a demonic black..her long silky brown hair down her back and beauty shining through..But while it was a beauty..It was a haunting beauty. Just one look told Dean that it was evil in it s purest form. but she never spoke..Didn t say anything. Not once did it say a thing. Just stood there. A pleasing smile on her face, A darkness in her soul that made it all very real that she wasn t a person at all but a thing .
But before his eyes she was gone and what was left was his mother. her long blonde hair fell down her shoulders, her dark blue eyes watched him. she gazed at him intently as if she wasn t really his mother..But a spook who was being controlled by someone stronger..someone more powerful. She didn t say a word either. Just shook her head. As if to taunt him, As if to tell him that he wasn t the boy she wanted for a son. Dean told himself silently that this was not his mother. His mother would be proud of him. His mother wouldn t be this soulless spirit trying to make him doubt himself. The spirit of his mother had once saved him and Sammy and destroyed herself in the process so this could not be their mother..But before he could even blink his eyes she was gone, Like out of mid air she was gone and the demon stood there, his yellow eyes glistening and glittering with evil and a cocky expression on his lips. But unlike the other hallucinations or visions Dean had seen the demon spoke to him, What you did Dean...It set everything in motion and I just..Well, I just wanted to thank you..You ve made Sammy my lucky #1 , Dean shifted alittle to turn away. It was so hard to look into those hateful, evil yellow eyes..Eyes that had taken so much from them throughout their lives..Their mother, their family and now if this was real and not a dream..His brother,too. But soon the demon was gone,too. This had to be a dream..A nightmare. Not that something like this couldn t happen in reality as he d seen so much that this could very easily happen but everything seemed so surreal and maybe that s what led him to believe it was just a terrible nightmare and soon he d wake up. The one thing that made him almost know that it wasn t real was he didn t live that life anymore. He was a father..A husband. He had a home and this was of things that had existed before that. But when he looked back, he couldn t believe his eyes..what he saw was something he d wanted to see for a very long time but no matter how his eyes deceived him he knew it wasn t Sammy. It could never really be Sammy because his brother was dead. He reminded himself that and tried not to believe the lie that was standing right before him.
Every Detail of the figure standing right in front of him was Sammy through and through down to his medium length dark hair and playful expression. An expression he d seen from the time Sammy was a small baby til he became a man. But Dean knew it was a lie, But if that was true why did this presence effect him so much. But that was rather simple, wasn t it. Sammy didn t just resemble the brother he loved and lost..He resembled his failure to save his brother and all of the things he felt bad about since losing his brother and this moment, here and now it was the biggest nightmare that Dean could ever imagine was being here right now and seeing what he was seeing. He wanted the vision to go away and never come back. He d rather see the demon himself than this lie.
But the figure in front of him did not go away or change. He stood there just staring at Dean with an arrogant expression on his face. A expression that was so unlike Sammy. his brother had an arrogance about him but never like this and never to dean and that s what was different. The figure took acouple of steps toward Dean and then stopped gazing at him. Something changed, the figure did not dissappear or switch into another vision to taunt him..Dean watched as Sammy s eyes turned black; Demon black and his face turned somber and menacing..Evil.
Take a good look Dean..this is what you made of me..You did this to me! , Dean almost fell backwards as if he d just been attacked physically. But the terrifying emotion and terror that had raged through him at that moment could ve destroyed his entire heart and soul just in that moment. Like it wasn t enough just to know that he d failed to save his brother. No this didn t happen..He isn t this..thing! , Dean s scream was so loud that the demon_Sam just chuckled in reply, What do you think happens when you go to hell,Dean..What do you think Lucifer did to me in the pit! .
Dean closed his eyes..closed his eyes so tightly that it hurt willing the vision away. Willing it away so much that he started to say it out loud. .. You re not real..You re a lie ..He said that over and over again until he opened his eyes. But the vision was still there. Some type of deep fear, Deep terror reached inside of him and he ran. Ran faster than he d ran when he d been running from the demonic woman who in his mind was supposed to be a source of beauty and protection..but who had led him to this horror. So he ran, he followed the moon and the light that the moon gave him..He d remembered what Bobby had once told him about Light and darkness.. You could never go wrong in the light,boy ..he d said this before when they were fighting this demon or that demon. He had faith that nothing he d seen was real or meant anything and that as soon as he woke up from this night terror he d be there, safe..with his wife. His two children. Things would be okay and this would just be another random horrible nightmare on another random horrible night. that s all it is..He told himself. But that was the question that many asked themselves after a nightmare such as this..Was it a nightmare at all? or was it a vision.
#3
The busy highway was intense in front of him..Cars and Trucks..Even motor-bikes roared passed him in the growing, intense darkness of the night. Dean knew enough to know that now he was awake. Alert, even. More alert than he d been for a long time now ever since these nightmares had started. Unlike most dreams and nightmares he remembered every detail not to mention the fear he d felt while having the nightmare. He hadn t told buffy or anyone for that fact. Well, he had told his father. John had been rather non-chalant about it. you don t live that life anymore..you have the one thing that I always wanted you to have dean..You have a home , But Dean knew that John Didn t dream. he d made a point of telling his son that afew times before because he d done something a long time ago so he would never dream again. All dreams had led to for John was a memory of the night when he d lost his wife and that was a night he wanted to forget entirely. Not that John was able to forget about that night in general but it was better not to be plagued by nightmares of the worst night of his life and never sleep. Yet again, this was another thing Dean knew nothing about. All dean knew was that his father didn t dream and he d never had a nightmare since that night. But Dean wandered if he should tell buffy. He didn t want her to worry or panic. After all, she was nearly five months pregnant and he wouldn t do anything that effected the baby or Buffy s own health. It was probably just a bad reaccurring nightmare..Nothing more. He d told himself that over and over again ever since the first time he d had the nightmare..nearly a month and a half ago. But with every time he had it, It seemed to get that much worse.
Like a rush of adrenaline he felt charged and bolted awake by what he d woke up to. Across the busy highway he could see his wife. she was wearing a powder blue blouse and matching jeans and her pregnant figure was easily seen by all of the vehicles who passed. Her long blonde hair was pulled up into a ponytail and her her dark blue eyes were filled with worry and anger..Both which were directed at him. Dean was waiting for a lull in traffic so he could cross without getting injured. He knew what had happened , Like a couple of other times he d sleep-walked and instead of his father finding him this time, It had been his wife.
Buffy couldn t believe what she was seeing. Sure, John had told her what had been going on but she hadn t really thought it was that big of a deal. But he d walked into traffic this time. what would ve happened if he would ve still been sleep walking and had gotten hurt or killed. Buffy had never sleep walked in her life so she didn t know how far dean would go if it got really bad. Obviously, John had told her that when Dean was a small boy..Their son Bobby s age he d sleep walked allot the first few months after his mother was killed, but obviously it was to be expected. he d just lost his mother. But it had started up again and not even John understood why. Buffy knew he was concerned but it had to do with their old life..the life they all kind of linked with as she d been the slayer and had a destiny and now she had a normal life..not that she wasn t still the slayer and couldn t still do the things she d done in the past but she d chosen a different life and she d chosen dean. John knew that Dean didn t want to hear about anything that had anything to do with Hunting so for the most part in order to get into his son s good graces again and start a natural and normal relationship with him he tried not to bring up anything that had to do with hunting, afterall, this was his second chance at being a father. Besides, they weren t hunting anymore. But Buffy realized that he was worried and knew that this would push them back into the world of hunting..It would push buffy back into the world of slaying. But things had changed in the last few weeks. Buffy s nightmares had become different. Not just the nightmares of the slayer and she wanted to talk to giles but was unable. Everytime she went acrossed town to see Giles She was always there. Buffy and Rupert s wife, Deb got along about like oil and water. They could not stand each other and Giles didn t say anything to get her to leave..Like buffy, Rupert Giles had chosen a life without being the watcher or even connected to the watcher s council and even though buffy was a friend and he still looked at her as a friend he never wanted to talk about her slaying duties unless it was an absolute emergency. It was an emergency but Deb had been away with the girls..their twin girls, Michelle and Mandi for a while and she was home and they wanted time together so buffy was left to deal with this problem by herself and even though Xander only lived a block or so away this wasn t exactly Xander s type of problem solving. But now that Dean was having these nightmares too..Buffy wasn t so sure what to think. Maybe Xander was in the middle of this as well. But she didn t know unless she made a point of talking with him. Maybe she would.
Soon the traffic died down and Dean Crossed the street without any trouble he was there with buffy. She was quiet. didn t say much of anything. But she was relieved that he was okay and they were going home. Home where John was watching the children while they slept..home where it was safe and nightmares didn t exist. She was alittle upset with dean. Believed that he could ve told her about this himself instead of her having to hear this from his father.
Everything was quiet between the two until they entered the house. They lived in a nice house..It wasn t a rich home by any means. Not much different than the house she had lived in when she d been a child in sunnydale. Although it was afew miles away in the city..San Francisco to be exact. Just a two story house with a fixed up basement. The basement was where John, Dean s father slept. If you didn t know otherwise you wouldn t think it was a basement. It looked like an average master bedroom with beige carpet, An oak dresser and a King-sized bed with a winter green comforter and a trunk..A trunk that was of the old..A leather bound journal which kept all of his hunting secrets that the boys had went by for years and weapons..The cult of which he kept under lock and key as he knew that their were still demons out there. It didn t matter if they lived that life or not. Of course Rock Salt and all of the sizes of guns that one person could imagine..But he rarely opened it anymore as he had no need to. Just kept it locked up so no one or no thing could get into it. Buffy had a similar trunk in her closet locked up with Stakes, Holy water, etc.. everything you d need to to kill a vampire. The kitchen was your average medium sized kitchen with wooden floors and a matching wrap around bar with your typical Stainless steel Stove and Fridge and a double sink..So it was pretty much your average kitchen. A large oval kitchen table made of wood and four matching chairs.
The front room was alittle bit bigger with navy blue carpet and walls painted white, A red velvet couch and sofa with a glass coffee table and a 27 inch television set. Up a winding staircase was a long white carpeted hallway that led 2 a bathroom and 2 bedrooms. One was the master bedroom with hard floors and a King sized bed with powder blue comforter and pillows and in the closet housed all of their clothes..In the back of the closet was a large wooden trunk which was locked with buffy s secret slayer stuff and of course they both had things that they d had throughout there life. Dean still had his necklace in which he wore everyday..it was a necklace in which Sammy gave him when they were kids and he still bore the tattoo in which that prevented him from being possessed. Not just that, he still had the impala. That impala had been their from the start and would be their long after their family was dead and gone. That car had delivered Buffy to the hospital twice to give birth..The first time to Celia..Almost a year later Bobby was born. That car was as much of a staple of their family to them as it had been when the winchester boys were growing up and John hadn t dared take the car back..Instead, John had a new car..A vintage Jaguar of which he boasted about.
The kids shared a room, a set of bunk beds with pink and blue blankets and pillows, matching tie dyed carpet and a huge blue toy box and the same tie dyed looking wallpaper. John had said that the room hurt his eyes it was so bright and that not even Dean and Sammy s room had been so bright before that night. But Celia was in love with the color Pink while Bobby was a fan of blue.
Dean followed buffy into the house. the house was dark this time of night. Just as dark as it had been outside with exception of the moon. of course the moon shined through the windows bringing in alittle bit of light but not nearly enough. The first thing buffy did as they entered the front room or the dining room as some called it was she turned on a standing Bell light which gave them more than enough light to make it seem like it was daytime and not midnight on the night of the full moon.
Even with the light it was as quiet as ever for a long time. They just stood their looking at each other as if waiting for the first person to say something.
.. You could ve told me about all of this instead of having you re father tell me! , Dean knew how she felt yet his father wasn t supposed to tell her but Dean understood what she meant, I should ve told you but you re pregnant and I didn t want to worry you and hurt you and the baby . Buffy sighed after a second and nodded. She understood yet she wasn t a child and she didn t need to be protected. She d never needed to be protected and being in a normal relationship and having a family and being protected it was still alot to get used to but she did understand. Or at least she tried her best to understand. She knew it was just as strange for Dean as it was for her as they d come from similar worlds.
She nodded. I understand. I do but we need to be honest with each other and these nightmares are starting to worry me , Dean got the intense feeling that she wasn t just talking about his nightmares either as he looked at her taking a step closer to her in the stillness of the night, You too? . After a second buffy nodded. this isn t just slayer stuff either so tomorrow I think I m going to go to Xander s and discuss this scooby style , She smiled at dean as she took his hand in hers. She knew that it wasn t really scooby style because that would mean Giles would think of someone other than Deb and that would also mean that willow was actually around and not dead..Not dead because of her..that still stung. But she sposed she couldn t blame Giles either as he was a married man now and he had a family..She put Dean before everyone else too..Did that make her selfish?
John came down the stairs, his dark muscular looking figured shadowed in the dark for a few moments he said nothing. Just watched them knowing what their conversation was probably like. this hadn t exactly been the first time Dean had lied to her about a nightmare and sleep walked but he was certain that she was more concerned and worried than she was angry..he was concerned,too. But he liked this way of getting closer to his son without the hunting destroying things. He d been given a second chance without the mistakes of his past interrupting it all and the truth was, this was the life he d wanted for Dean..For Sammy,too. This was how he d always envisioned it. But the past still seemed to ruin it as he couldn t help but to be the man he d became the night Mary had died. He wouldn t wish that existence on anybody..especially buffy. He d really gotten to know her and he liked who she was. He didn t just look at her as his daughter in-law..He looked at her as a daughter..A friend. He cared about her and he cared about his grand children. In Bobby and Celia he had a chance to completely start over and be the type of man he d wished he could ve been to his boys. Sure, it wasn t as if you couldn t understand why he d been hard, a drill seargant. But John could imagine what he d been like in their prospective.
But he was glad that Dean was back, Safe and sound. He glared at him with disgust and irritation. As if his mere existence annoyed him.. It isn t your place to talk to my wife about me! , Buffy stood back taking it as her cue that they were going to start bickering as John stepped down the stairs and toward his son, I ll decide what my place is and what is in t Dean..You show alittle respect. We May have our issues but I m still you re father . John s loud, Angry voice was definitely enough to wake up the children but buffy didn t say anything because once Dean and John got at it there was no stopping the argument until it was officially over. Dean s face took on an agitated, annoyed tone. Maybe Sammy was right about you all of those years..You were never a father..Just look at what happened to Sammy! If you were really his father you wouldn t have let it happen and that s not even mentioning mom! , John s fist tensed at his side, You better watch who your talking to boy! and Don t you dare say anything about you re mother! , John s voice was louder than ever as he now stood an inch away from Dean. Soon John was at the door, the door slammed loudly behind him and Dean sulked to the couch acting as if he was righteous and he d just put his father in his place. Buffy wasn t getting into the middle of it but what dean said..To her she would never take sides but you never get in the middle of a father and a son..Especially this father and son.
While Dean fell back on the couch explaining himself buffy really didn t want to hear about it. You blamed him for your brother..for your mother..what did you expect?! , Dean looked at her with an agitated and annoyed expression and a betrayed one too. Buffy had done what she d vowed never to do..she d gotten in the middle of things but truthfully it wasn t like buffy not to speak her opinion..she d always said exactly what she thought no matter what anyone thought and she knew that Dean felt betrayed and he was angry with her but she was sick of the two of them going after each other the way they did all the time especially with what Dean had said. Neither of them were right but what Dean had said was classless.
.. Are you taking his side? , Buffy sat down on the couch next to dean, No..But did you really think that blaming him for everything that you know wasn t his fault was a way to handle it and he is doing alot..he s trying to reconnect with you and you said you d give him another chance to be a father and be a part of our family and he is trying..he does alot for us,Dean ! Dean just rolled his eyes in buffy s direction. Yeah..Take his side no matter what that s what you always do! , Buffy rolled her eyes in his direction and stood up.. Fine..Be a child, I don t care. I m on Bobby and Celia s side..you know, Our children..and I m sick of hearing the two of you bicker back and fourth..You re not a little boy anymore Dean! . Dean Glared in her direction and walked passed her. At the top of the stairs he gazed back down.. I m going to bed ..he roared. then there was silence and buffy was left in a pitch dark room. She knew maybe she should have let the argument pass but she hadn t been in the mood to play the role of the dutiful wife..She was Buffy..she wasn t the kind of person to keep her mouth shut and she hadn t. Maybe she should ve because somehow she d just made everything worse. But she was right, he was still acting like a boy..But she d married a man. This arguing was really getting on her nerves and it was all attributed to the fact that dean didn t let the past go..But then again she hadn t been there when the boys were growing up..she d never even met Dean s brother so maybe Dean was right..But in buffy s mind. Everything was her business.
But She then edged up the stairs to their bedroom. She knew that from now on she had to stay out of it. climbing into bed in her Yummy Sushi Pajamas..Well they were new pajamas yet she had a pear just like them when she was younger. She climbed into bed. Dean was still awake. I m sorry . he turned to her. it s okay..You just never knew him when me and sammy were kids . Buffy sighed. How about forgiveness and forgetting ? He just nodded his head, Maybe .
Buffy closed her eyes, But she didn t go to sleep. she couldn t. Not after the last nightmare she d had and how real it had been. Not just that. How it made her feel. As if this was just a vacation and the slayer would always be a part of her and there was no way she was going to get Giles to listen to her because as he d told her he had other, more important things in his life now than the tales of the slayer. But she wasn t about to close her eyes and let sleep take her on after the last time she d had a nightmare. Sure, she knew that she couldn t just stop sleeping entirely but she was certain her dream had been rather different than dean s had been since she hadn t sleep walked. It was more like a vision. She d seen something..A man..his eyes..Dark Sapphire eyes..Eyes of evil. The kind of blue she d never experienced or seen before and it made her nervous. Was it just a nightmare or was it the type of nightmare of hers that came true? she didn t know.
But if this man did exist she was certain that she would be forced to be the slayer again and Dean would be forced back into the world of hunting. She wasn t going to worry until the nightmares got more threatening..But it was as if she d known. She d known that eventually someday soon the evil her nightmares were made of would come to pass and she and Dean would have to make a important decision whether they liked it or not. it wasn t just about protecting themselves or the world..It was about protecting their children..Making sure that everything was safe for the future.
But within moments not that she d chosen to she d fallen asleep, Almost as if the darkness..the evil had willed her to fall powerlessly into it s will and she d been given no choice whatsoever and soon she was weak and vulnerable again and all of her power and control had been lost-Lost in the moment it took her to fall completely into nightmares..Vulnerable and weak. Which were two things she d never been except in these nightmares that had completely taken her over and destroyed her. She was thankful it was only a nightmare. But that was the question on her mind just as it had been on Dean s mind as well, Was it really a nightmare at all?
But she d been thankful to find that she didn t have a nightmare that night. She d had a dream about willow. That willow was alive and happy. That Dean s brother Sammy was alive and happy,too and that they were together. it had been such a surreal dream that she wished it could be real but logic told her that if willow was alive she d know. Willow would ve called her or sent her a letter or something and if Sammy was alive, Dean would know. It was just wishful thinking on her part, she figured.
By the next afternoon she d realized that it wasn t just a dream, It had been a premonition. Willow and Sammy were very much alive.
That afternoon Dean had just gotten back from the Garage. His garage. He had started a garage just like his father had when he d been a boy before his whole childhood went up in smoke while for the most part buffy stayed at home having no obligations other than raising 2 five year olds and preparing for a 3rd child, She and Dean were hoping for a little boy they d agreed to name Sammy after Dean s brother. But for a girl it would be willow, Willow after her best friend who had been missing or dead.
It was a beautiful summer day and the kids were outside near their large built in swimming pool in their fenced in backyard swimming. Bobby was an adorable little boy with wavy dark blonde hair and dark blue eyes..He looked more like Dean than buffy but he had buffy s eyes, that was for sure..he wore a pair of yellow and Green swimming trunks and a small necklace that was identical to Dean s necklace Sammy had given him..he d had it made for Bobby s fifth birthday afew weeks ago. While Celia s long dark blonde hair fell down her back and her dark blue eyes gleamed with excitement..Celia looked exactly like Buffy in every way yet John had said that she was more like Dean when he was that age..Well before everything changed. She wore a purple and Blue Princess swimsuit..She stood on the white stone near the pool, smiled towards her brother, Look at me Bobby , she called as she jumped into the pool making a playful splash. Bobby clapped with a wide grin on his face, My turn Celia..Watch me! , Bobby jumped with a happy squeal into the water..It wasn t perfect but it was playful and fun. Buffy had been watching through the sliding glass doors that shown the backyard as the doorbell rang..Dean had been sitting at the kitchen table at the time looking at magazine for a specialty store in the mall while John was in the front room watching some old War picture on the television when the doorbell rang. John Paused the movie and walked acrossed the room to the front door which was a cherry-wood finish with a glass window and white curtains..That part of the house reminded him of the house the boys had been raised in up until that night when mary had been taken from them..Having a place to live..a home. It was something that should be cherished, grateful for. He was grateful he could give dean a home now and grateful he had one to even though they still fought all the time and nothing made sense with them..It was better than what he d had before which was nothing.
He opened the door to see a face he d thought he d never see again..He stood tall, with medium to long brown hair and dark blue eyes..he wore a brown leather jacket and blue jeans and an arrogant expression was on his face, yet there was an expression of shock on his face..as to both of them they both were dead yet now they weren t. John wasn t sure what to say. His son was alive. His youngest son was alive and happy. .. Sam..Sammy? , Sam looked more confused now as a little boy ran up along side him. A little boy with light brown hair and dark blue eyes wearing a blue jean jacket and blue jeans with sewn in colored blocks on the pant legs with Blue and white tennis shoes, Dad..huh..You re alive! We saw you..Me and Dean..You were dead . John s smile was as arrogant as Sam s was.., I was but I guess you could say I got a second chance..Last everyone knew you were in the pit! , Sam shifted alittle as he stood as he gazed at John oddly, I found my way back I guess . Sam hugged his father. He knew if it would ve been any other time he would ve started a fight but so much had changed. He d grown up and maybe in having a family he d realized what it would ve been like if he d lost his wife and the situation was the same as it had been for his father so he d forgiven him. He hadn t said anything about it but he had. I thought you said that Grandpa was dead,Daddy , the little boy peered up at the stranger he d never met before standing in front of his father..Sam chuckled softly.., Jess, this is your grandfather..Dad, this is my son Jess . Sam s introduction was heart-wrenching and meant so much to John as Sam had completely ignored the boys question all together. John kneeled down to meet the small five year old boys gaze.., You re not so old! . The boy smiled delightfully. John was amused and shocked at just how much the boy looked like Sam when he d been little. A cute woman with long red hair pulled into a ponytail and dark brown eyes walked up beside Sam with a pleasant smile on her face. this is Willow, my wife , Sam introduced. Willow smiled trying not to let the mood of the day effect her. She knew that she was a bad person for not coming back sooner. She figured that she wouldn t be wanted her much longer after buffy saw her but she was trying not to let things get to her. She smiled even though..She was holding a small 3 year old baby girl in her arms with long Dark blonde hair and dark blue eyes, she was wearing a pink sweater and blue jeans with pink sandles and smiling with a curious expression from this person to the next. There was a smaller boy of about 4 next to her with short auburn hair and dark brown eyes who wore a grey hoodie and blue jeans with white and blue tennis shoes and broad smile on his face. this is Mary and Alexander , willow introduced the kids to their grandfather. Things seemed perfect. As pretty as a picture but that ended the second they were all in the house..The two boys had found their cousins outside swimming and ran out to join them..of course they were traveling so they had brought a swimsuit and trunks..Soon they were all splashing and laughing in the pool.
Willow had handed the 3 year old girl to John who was happy and proud that there was a Mary in the family. Just the name alone gave him good feelings. But from the time that Buffy and Dean saw Sam and Willow there was hell to pay so John took little Mary and dissapeared so that they could talk in peace without worrying about the children..he went outside to the pool to watch while they swam. He stood Mary at his side and held the little girl s hand. It amazed him just how much the little girl looked like Mary.
Buffy just looked at willow not believing what she was seeing. She had the urge to walk acrossed the room and slap willow straight acrossed the face, she wouldn t have felt bad about it either.
Willow walked over to buffy and before there was even a word out of her mouth buffy glared at her as she single handedly slapped Willow acrossed the face just like she d planned to do in her thoughts and willow just stood their, a look on her face as if she was completely shocked and hadn t expected buffy to do that. Not that she didn t understand. They weren t the same people anymore and whatever friendship they d had had been thrown out the window almost 8 years ago when she d left making all of her friends believe she d been attacked and killed by a demon or a vampire. But she just couldn t go on living a life secondary to the slayer, After losing Tara something in her snapped and she wanted to get away. To get away from everything that connected to that life. She d found something that she hadn t thought she d ever be able to find again..Love..She d never thought that she d be able to love again after losing tara. She loved Sam. She loved Sammy more than she d ever loved anyone or anything in her entire life and she wasn t proud of how she found Sam but she d never regret him or their children.
.. I guess I deserved that , Willow sighed looking back at Buffy, I m sorry okay . Buffy didn t know what to say. All she could think about was all of the nights she d sat there worrying about willow; Hating herself so much because she d failed her and she was the slayer..protecting her best friend was her biggest obligation and she d failed. It proved that she hadn t needed to worry at all because willow had just abandoned them and let them think whatever they wanted to think for years and so what..She was sorry. Did that really change anything. She gazed back at willow, i m not saying that saying your sorry changes anything but why, Willow..why did you do it? , there was hurt in willow s eyes and regret but buffy wanted to know what she did to deserve willow leaving like that. a moment passed and it felt like all eyes were on them. I wasn t the same after Tara died..You know that. I tried to move on with Kennedy but it was not the same and I realized that I needed to get away from everything..Especially saving the world..Too much death and I know it was wrong how I got away But I won t apologize for my husband..My children...If you never forgive me that s okay too but I figured that after a while Dawn was supposed to tell you. I told her to tell you after a while so you wouldn t worry long and I could get far enough away..she d promised that she d tell you acouple months tops . Buffy was outraged to hear that this whole time Dawn had known and she hadn t said a peep.
.. My sister knew about this and she was supposed to tell me? , willow nodded her head. She gave me her her word . Dean stood behind overhearing, Obviously her word doesn t mean much but I knew that already . Buffy was speechless. She wasn t going to take willow s word as gospel. When Dawn came home from her Camping Trip she d ask her about it. If Dawn admitted that was one thing but she wasn t going to listen to a word that came out of Willow s mouth. For all she knw willow was lying to her. They didn t know each other anymore, Much less look at each other as friends. That ship had set sail almost 8 years ago.
..I ll have to talk to my sister before I listen to a word you say! , Buffy turned away from willow and Sam came up to dean with an arrogant smirk on his face, Hey Dean . Dean wanted to act the same way he d always acted with Sammy but so much time had went on. He was upset. Not at Sammy, But at the situation. If he wouldn t have had to make that promise to his brother about not looking for him and having his apple pie life He and Sam wouldn t have had to miss out on so much time, Not just as brothers..But as brothers who would ve led a normal life and not been plagued by hunting all of the time. Maybe that would ve been different and something that would ve been different for them..Better for them but he couldn t think about what could ve been, He had to think about what was.
He nodded, Hey Sammy , he replied trying to sound as if nothing had changed when everything had but he d hoped something like this would happen. this meant his nightmare wasn t real afterall. Sammy wasn t a demon. Sammy was a man who had finally gotten what he d wanted in life..A wife, children..A normal life. Now they had to get used to each other as grownups who led normal lives and not as hunters, That combined with the fact that they hadn t seen each other for almost 8 years..they wouldn t be the same brothers they were overnight. It would take time to get back to the way they were. But Dean was looking forward to getting to know this Sammy even though he hated the situation. It was what it was, he realized.