Just another Winchester

Alternate ending to episode 'Jump the shark'. Adam survived the ghoul attack, now he must live with the knowledge that he has two brothers and that there are things in the dark that wouldn't mind eating him as a snack.

Disclaimer: Don't own Supernatural, the boys belong to Eric Kripke.

Warnings: Spoilers for season 4. Language.

A/n: It's been a year since the last update to this story. I truly apologize for the long delay, but the good news is that my muse is back and I will now try to update regularly. Adam is 19 in this story. Mistakes are my own.

Chapter 3: The monster under my bed is real?

"Okay, so basically you're saying that every movie monster, every nightmare, that I've ever had. That's all real."

"Godzilla is just a movie." Dean said.

"We hunt them, so did Dad." Sam said.

Adam had to think everything over for a second. He couldn't believe how calm he felt about the whole situation.

"Okay." His voice came out calm.

"Okay?" scoffed Dean. "That's it?"

"What am I suppose to say?"

"That we're liars, that we're crazy, nobody just says 'okay'"

"Well you're my brothers, you're telling me the truth, right?" Adam addressed this question to Sam and could see the truth in his eyes when he answered.

"Yeah."

"I believe you."

Adam could see on Deans face that he didn't believe him.

"Now what took my Mom?"

"We're not sure, something is in town, stealing bodies, living and dead, but we don't know what"

"There is a long list of freaks that fit the bill." Dean said looking at the carpet.

"You think maybe she might be alive?" Adam couldn't help the hopeful note in his voice.

First looking at Dean who slowly shook his head and looked at the ground and then to Sam who averted his eyes. Well if that didn't speak a thousand words.

"Oh."

Easy, breath easy. He swallowed the burning knot in his throat.

"How can I help?"

"You can't." Adam could hear the hard edge in Dean's voice.

"This thing killed my mom. If you're hunting it, I want in."

"No."

"Dean, look maybe.." Sam started but was interrupted by Dean.

"Maybe what?"

"He lost his mother, maybe we can understand what that feels like."

"Why do you think Dad never told us about this kid, Sam?" Dean asked while walking across the room to Sam. "Why do you think he ripped out the pages?"

"Because.."

"Because he was protecting him."

Adam could almost feel the tension rising in the room. .

"Dad's dead, Dean."

"That doesn't matter. He didn't want Adam to have our life's, okay, and we're going to respect his wishes."

They were talking about him, as if he wasn't even in the room. And now the underlying tension was starting to seep through into him.

"Do I have a say in this?"

"No!" came the simultaneous response from his brothers.

Sam signed as Dean turned around.

"Babysit the kid."

"Where are you going?'

"I'm going out!" Dean said as he slammed the door.

Adam could see the weariness on Sam's face. He knew what it feels like to have a fight with you're brother. Dean reminded him of Daniel. Stubborn assholes. Adam had to bight back the sob that wanted to escape at the memory of his brother.

"Is he always like that?"

"Huh, welcome to the family."

Adam wanted to retort with a 'I have a family, I don't need yours.' but then remembered that they are all gone now.

"Here." Sam said as he took out his gun from the waistband off his jeans.

"I'm gonna teach you a few things."

"Ah, Dean said.." He didn't want to anger his oldest brother more than he already has. Dean did seem like the more volatile one of the brothers...

"I know what Dean said." Sam said while handing over the gun. "And I know what it's like to want revenge.

The tone and the look in Sam's eyes made a shiver go down Adam's spine, and for the first time he realized that even though they are blood, Sam is still a stranger to him.

For the next hour Sam taught him about different guns. How to load and unload.

Cleaning them and so forth. He knew all the basics about a hunting rifle but he couldn't believe how interesting he found the guns and all the kind of knives that his brothers had.

Sam also handed him a silver Taurus PT92 to Adam. Warning him to not shoot himself in the foot.

While busy taking his gun apart for cleaning, he had some questions to ask Sam.

"Sam, how did Dad really die?"

"A demon."

"Did you hunt it down, get revenge?"

"Dean killed it."

Adam could hear the underlying satisfaction in Sam's voice and was glad that at least one of his family members was avenged.

"So it's over for you?'

Sam stopped cleaning the barrel and had a contemplative look on his face and when he looked at Adam he could see the underlying sadness in Sam's eyes.

"It's never over."

Before Adam could say anything else the lights flickered out and there was a scrabbling noise.

"What the?"

"Sssh."

There was a banging noise coming from somewhere in the room. Adam could already feel the fear starting to run through him and if Sam wasn't there he would have probably ran.

"Stay here."

Sam loaded the shotgun and started to walk to the bathroom. He inspected the bathroom pointing the shotgun as he turned and looked towards the air vent.

"It's in the vents." Sam said as he grabbed and almost dragged Adam off his feet to get out of the room."

"Go." Sam said as he shot hole in the vent.

Well there goes the safety deposit. Adam thought comically.

They ran out to the parking lot.

"Where's your car?"

"Right over there."

"Keys?"

Adam pulled the keys out of his pocket and threw them to Sam.

Adam ran to the passenger side and heard Sam let out a yell.

"Sam!" he ran to Sam's side and could see that he was struggling with something underneath the vehicle, he took out the Taurus from his waistband, thanking the stars that he remembered to take it with him. He glanced under the car and took aim. He could hear another car pulling up and turned to see it was Dean.

"Dean help!"

Dean ran over and pulled on Sam to get him free. Adam pulled the trigger and the shot that reverberated in his ears hid the shock off seeing his mothers face trying to drag Sam under.

He closed his eyes and heard the thing screeching as Sam came loose. He laid back on the ground while his heart was threatening to climb out of his chest.

He opened his eyes to Dean looking Sam over and when Dean's eyes turned towards him he could see the an emotion that he has only seen in Daniels eyes, concern, but before he could even decipher what that meant, the anger was back in Deans eyes as he saw the gun in his hands.

Adam could see that he wanted to reprimand him but his concern for Sam outweigh it.

Finally able to stand up, Adam picked up the keys Sam had lost in the struggle and reversed his car away from the manhole.

While Adam was climbing out, Dean went over and inspected the manhole. Adam was still in shock and the image of his mother, was burned into his retinas.

"You winged it." Dean said walking over. "Did you see anything?:

Adam was glad that question was aimed at Sam, and not at him.

"I didn't get a good look."

"What the hell is this thing?"

Adam stilled his trembling and could almost hear it in his voice when he asked if they should go after it.

"No,no, in that maze that thing is long gone."

"Alright we don't know what it is but we do know who it's going after. Joe Barton, Adam's mom..."

"And Adam. It was under his truck just waiting for him."

"It set a trap and I walked right into it."

"Doesn't matter, you're right, there is a pattern. Joe Barton was a cop, I'm pretty sure he helped out Dad. So we've got him, Dad's girl and his son. "

"All the people Dad knew in town."

"At least we know why it's back."

With his mothers face still haunting him, he could hear the emptiness in his own voice.

"It wants revenge."

His brothers didn't say anything. Dean suggested that they go to Adams house to get a few of his stuff. Adam was only listening with one ear but he heard something about taking him to a guy named Bobby.

Adam didn't want to go to his house but knew that the stuff that he had in his hotel room will not be enough as he will not ever be returning to the house.

As they stopped at the house, he could see the police tape on the front door. They walked over and he duck to go underneath it while dean just broke the line and walked in.

"Grab you're stuff then we will hit the road."

He walked up the stairs to his room and pact as efficiently as he could. As he was walking down the stairs he could hear his brothers talking. Sam's voice filtered through.

"We do have what this thing wants."

There was a brief silence before Deans reply came.

"You want to use the kid as bait. That's why you wanna stay here."

"Maybe this thing will come back, we can train Adam, get him ready."

"He could die, Sam"

"We could all die Dean, even if we do kill this thing, there is tons of other freaks that want revenge, on Dad, on us. What if they find the kid instead, and he's not ready"

Adam didn't even have to think before walking into the kitchen.

"I'll do it."

Flashes of his mother's face smiling, laughing, and giving him a hug. Memories as bright as lightening flashed through his mind.

"Whatever it takes, I'll do it."

Looking straight into Dean's eyes he said.

"I want to do it."

He has never been more sure of a decision in his life.

End of chapter 3.

All the mistakes are my own, please READ and REVIEW. Till next time, Silwermoon.