I'm sorry this chapter took so long. For some reason I was having major writer's block. I'll try to update soon to make up for the long wait. _____________________________________________________________________________________
Chapter 3
Sam and Noah arrived at Bobby's a few minutes later; Noah quickly jumped out of the Impala and ran over to Sam, taking the man's hand in his. Sam smiled down at the boy before leading the way to Bobby's house. They climbed the rickety wooden stairs before knocking on the front door. A few seconds later Bobby opened the door sporting his symbolic tattered baseball cap.
"Hey, boys," he opened the door letting the two enter the house, "How are ya?"
"We're good, Bobby. Aren't we kiddo?"
"Yep. Can we go see the puppies?" Noah asked looking between Bobby and Sam.
"Are those puppies all you think about?" Bobby joked.
"Yeah, pretty much," both the men laughed. "So, can we?"
"Let me get what I came here for first, then we'll go see the dogs," Sam replied following Bobby into the living room.
The living room was a cluttered mess of books and papers, the blinds were shut allowing little to no light into the room creating a very dark and eerie setting, but this was all part of Bobby's decorating style. Noah was used to the chilling affect the house had on you. Oddly enough, he actually found himself quite comfortable in it now. Bobby walked over to a table that lined one wall and pulled an old, dusty book closer to him.
"This is the book I wanted you to translate," Bobby flipped through the yellowed pages before stopping at one section, "This one in particular. I'm just busy with a lot of things right now, but I know some hunters who might find this useful. Would you mind doing this for me?"
"Yeah, sure. No problem, Bobby. I'll get right on that."
"Thanks a lot, Sam," Bobby closed the book and handed it to Sam. "So, ready to see those puppies, Noah?"
"Yeah!" Noah looked up from the pile of books he was perusing and grinned in Sam and Bobby's direction.
"Okay, c'mon kid," Sam reached out a hand as Bobby led the way to the barn. Sam put the book in the Impala before succumbing to Noah's pulling and jumping and finally allowed the boy to lead the way the way to the barn.
Noah dragged Sam to the stall the puppies were still living in and yanked open the door. He cautiously walked into the stall, trying not to step on the puppies that were running around the stall, digging holes, jumping on one another, and rolling in the dirt.
"So, do you know which one you want to take home when they're ready?" Sam asked.
"Yeah, that one," Noah spotted the runt of the litter sitting in the corner of the stall and walked up to it. He sat down on the ground and pulled the puppy into his lap, laughing when the dog began licking his ears.
"I think you made a good choice," Bobby said.
"What are you going to name him?" Sam asked. "Noah," the boy had suddenly cringed, "Are you okay, kiddo?" Noah pushed the puppy out of his hands as he grabbed his head.
"Noah, what's wrong?" Sam ran over to the boy and reached out a hand to touch his shoulder. Noah jumped at the touch and jerked away, beginning to cry.
"Nathan, where's Nathan?" Noah cried, looking around in a daze. "Head hurts, make it stop."
"Bobby, I think he's going to have a vision."
"Sam, you need to take him home," Sam turned back to the boy and lifted him up, carrying him out of the stall.
"I want Nathan," Noah was bawling now, tears running endlessly down his cheeks.
"Just hang on, Noah," Sam quickly ran to the Impala and slid into the driver's seat, still holding Noah in his arms.
"Call me and tell me what happens," Bobby said giving Noah a pitiful gaze.
"Of course I will," Sam reversed and quickly drove out of the salvage yard, praying that they'd make it home before Noah's vision came.
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Nathan and Dean were sitting on the couch watching a movie; Nathan was leaning into Dean's side and Dean had a tender arm around the teen. Dean seemed to understand that Nathan was trying to make up for the many years he lacked any physical affection by being overly clingy with him, especially now since he finally realized Dean wasn't going to hurt him.
Frantically, the front door burst open, slamming against the wall. Sam came in, wildly searching the room for Nathan and Dean, Noah was in Sam's arms, his hands wrapped tightly around Sam's collar, his forehead pressed hard against Sam's neck, and sobs shaking his small frame.
"What happened?" Nathan jumped off the couch and over to Sam, pulling his brother into his arms and kneeling on the floor.
"Head hurts," Noah cried, "Nathan, make it stop!"
"Dean, go get a cold washcloth," Dean rushed out of the room in the direction of the bathroom.
"Noah, it's gonna be okay. I got you now," Nathan ran his fingers through Noah's hair, but this did nothing to calm the boy down, "What happened?"
Dean ran in and placed the washcloth on the back of Noah's neck. "I think he's going to have a vision," Sam said.
"What, like while he's awake? That's never happened before," Nathan told Sam.
"Well, there's a first time for everything."
"Sam, you're not helping. Noah," Dean placed a comforting arm on the Noah's back, "just try to breath through the pain. Listen to your brother's breathing and follow it. The pain should be over in a little bit."
Dean watched as the boy struggled to control his breathing, but eventually he was able to match his breathing with that of his brother's breathing. For a few minutes it was completely silent in the room besides Noah's continuous whimpering. Suddenly, Noah lurched in Nathan's embrace and let out a pained shriek. Sam looked over at Dean, pity showing clear on his face since he knew the pain the young boy was going through. Nathan tightened his grip and attempted to keep his own cool as he heard his brother yell out in pain.
The entire vision must have only lasted for a few seconds, but for Dean, Sam, and Nathan it lasted for hours. When the vision was over, Noah slumped exhaustedly into Nathan's arms and sobbed hysterically.
"What did you see kiddo? It's okay, just tell us what you saw," Dean tenderly asked the boy.
"No, no, no," Noah shook his head in Nathan's chest and grasped his shirt in a death-grip. "No, Nathan."
"What did you see, Noah? C'mon, you have to tell us."
"Dad," Nathan tensed at this statement and Dean's eyes went cold, "Flashes. Just Dad."
"Did you hear him say anything Noah?"
"Our names," Nathan unconsciously tightened his arms around his baby brother while tears filled his eyes. They couldn't go back to the way things were. He didn't know if he could survive it this time, not when they had Dean and Sam who actually cared about them. What if their father found them again and took them away from Sam and Dean forever?
"Nathan," Dean was lightly patting Nathan's cheek, "Snap out of kiddo. You have to stay calm." Nathan focused his eyes and saw Dean's face inches from his. He didn't realize he was panicking and forced himself to calm down, but found it hard to, tears beginning to fall down his cheeks.
Dean placed his hands on either side of Nathan's face, "Calm down," he ran his thumbs up and down Nathan's face, trying to offer some comfort. "It's gonna be fine."
"Dad," Nathan said, and Dean, not knowing if Nathan was talking about him or Matt, but pulled the boy into his arms anyway. He felt Nathan tightly grip his shirt and placed his cheek on Nathan's head.
"I told you I'd keep you two safe," Dean wrapped an arm around Noah who was still attached to his brother. Noah leaned in close to Dean's touch, too weak to do anything else. Sam could only watch as the three comforted each other.
"Dean," Sam interrupted a few minutes later, "I'm going to drive back to Bobby's to do some research and see if I can find out where he is. Why don't you three get some sleep?" Dean nodded at Sam and watched as he walked out of the room.
"Do you want to sleep with me tonight?"
"Can we?" Nathan quietly asked looking up at Dean.
"Of course you can. Why don't two go get changed and meet me in my room?"
Nathan nodded, lifted his brother up, and headed to the room he shared with Noah.
Nathan helped change Noah into his pajamas and afterwards changed his own clothes. Nathan wanted to say something to console his brother, but he couldn't think of anything to say, especially because he was feeling unsure about the entire situation. He led Noah to the bathroom and had him brush his teeth before taking some Children's Tylenol for the headache Noah told him he had. Then, the two brothers made their way to Dean's room.
"Ready for bed?" Dean asked when the boys walked into his room. Nathan just looked at Dean with glassy eyes while leaning closer to Nathan, tears silently making their way down his face. Seeing that the kids weren't going to be moving anytime soon, Dean walked over and knelt in front of them, "Hey, I promised you boys that you were safe with me, and I can tell you that I will do everything in my power to keep that promise, alright? Matt doesn't know where you are, and we're gonna keep it that way."
Both boys nodded at Dean before returning to how they were before. Sighing, Dean stood up and placed a hand on Nathan's shoulder leading him to the bed; Dean knew Noah would follow anywhere Nathan went. Noah jumped onto the bed and turned around waiting for Nathan to do the same thing. Nathan followed his brother and pulled him close and felt as Dean sat down on the bed.
"Are you sure you boys are fine?" Dean saw the two boys, "Okay, go ahead and lie down; we had a long day."
Nathan gently pulled Noah down with him and pulled him close. Dean covered the boys with blankets, turned off the lights, and settled down in bed. He could feel the tension radiating off the boys. Dean turned onto his side and began running a hand over Noah's back, who was the closest to him. The boy inched towards Dean, sinking into his chest, taking as much comfort and protection he could possibly get from the older man. Noah pulled Nathan with and the three huddled together on the bed. Dean could hear both boys crying and wrapped his arm as well as he could around Nathan and Noah, and like that, the three Winchesters fell asleep.
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