Things to remember:

A) I own all characters who you have never heard of.

B) I do not own the characters from Supernatural

C) This is the first part of a two or three part series

D) This story covers 1 year: August 1999-July 2000.

E) 12 chapters total, with each chapter spanning a month

More relevant info to this chapter: Hello everyone! Can you believe we're already 1/3 of the way through this fic? Oh how times flies, huh? To everyone that has enjoyed this little fic, thank you!

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Sincerely wishing you all well,

Kida-Asumi, the Captin of Sirius


"November comes

And November goes,

With the last red berries

And the first white snows.

With night coming early,

And dawn coming late,

And ice in the bucket

And frost by the gate.

The fires burn

And the kettles sing,

And earth sinks to rest

Until next spring."

Julie hated morning sickness. It was the worst part about being pregnant. So as she emptied her stomach of breakfast, her sister Ruby sat behind her, rubbing at her back. When she was finished, Ruby flushed the toilet and helped her stand.

"Better?" She asked, handing her a toothbrush. Julie grimaced and began to brush her teeth.

"Not really. I think it's part nerves, part my baby is adjusting everything in my body." Julie explained after her mouth was clean. Ruby nodded, patting her shoulder.

"You're sending him the letter today, right? About meeting Jesse?" The dark haired woman asked as they exited the bathroom. Julie nodded, running her hand through her hair.

"Yeah. Lily went to get copies of the blood tests. After she gets back, I'm going to write the letter and drop it off to his car. Oh Ruby, what if this blows up in my face?" She whispered. Ruby wrapped an arm around her waist, shooting her a reassuring smile.

"It'll be fine, sis. We'll make it fine." She promised. Julie leaned against Ruby, placing a hand against her stomach.

Oh how she hoped that her baby boy got to meet his daddy.


Sam Winchester was many things. He was Dean's little brother. Jo's playmate. Adam and Kevin's tutor and babysitter.

At the moment, he was confused. As he stared up at his ceiling, trying to ignore his racing pulse and the slick feeling in his boxers, his mind tried to catch up with what was happening. Dean's even breathing told him that his brother had slept through his inner turmoil.

So when he and Jo were driving home from school that day, he pulled over and sighed.

"What's wrong, Sam?" His sister asked. Sam bit his lip, looking down.

"Promise not to tell Dean?" He asked. She nodded, offering up a pinky in a solemn promise. He took it, then looked out the window.

"I…had a sex dream about Gabriel this morning."


The library at LU was one of Sam's favorite places to go to in the small town. Dean had conveniently had a late seminar that night, so Sam tagged along to do his own private research away from the prying eyes of his family.

His sexuality crisis.

As he walked through the isles, he accidentally stumbled in to someone.

"Shit, sorry man." He said, clutching his books to his chest as he looked to see if he caused the other man any harm.

"Not a problem." The man said. When Sam caught his face, his eyes widened in surprise.

"Lucifer?" He asked in awe. So this was Gabriel's favorite older brother. Gabe idolized him, and talked about his constantly.

But from the confused look on his face, Gabriel obviously didn't do the same thing with Lucifer.

"Sam Winchester. I'm friends with Balthazar and Gabriel." Sam explained, holding out a hand to him. Lucifer shook it, but remained silent, assessing the younger boy.

"School project?" He asked quietly. Sam blushed, looking away.

"Something like that. You?" He asked. Lucifer glanced down to the letter in his hand, and nodded.

"Something like that indeed."

The two made small talk for nearly an hour before Dean called to tell Sam where to meet him. In that hour, Sam realized that he liked talking to Lucifer, and asked if they could meet up again. Lucifer had seemed surprised, yet amused, and agreed, giving Sam his phone number if he ever needed to talk and to establish a meet up.

So when he entered the car and Dean asked about the blush on his face, Sam just waved it off and impatiently waited to get home and tell Jo all about this.


Lucifer had experienced anger before. He really had. However, it had never been on this level. As he reread the letter from this woman one more time, he couldn't help but see red.

He had a child. He had a little boy that was of his flesh and blood. He had a 3 year old child. He had missed 3 years of his life.

Jesse Lucas Turner, born in June of 1996.

This woman, Julie, had sent him DNA results marking him as the father. She introduced her self and explained how Jesse came to be. She claimed that she herself was unable to come with Jesse to meet him, so one of her three sisters would be bringing the boy.

So as he stared down at the letter for the last time, Lucifer sent a text message to Julie to arrange a time to meet his son.

Lucifer Novak seethed as he waited in the library that day. A fling he had long ago had surfaced, announcing that she had his love child, and proceeded to send him DNA test results. She had asked him if he wanted to meet their son, and he readily agreed.

When he noticed the woman by the description, he couldn't hold back his surprise at how young she looked. A huge pair of sunglasses blocked her face, and she spoke very little. And on her hip was his son.

Jesse.

The two bonded that afternoon, and after talking it over with Julie, Jesse and Lucifer could meet again next week. To help insure this, Lucifer sent them back with a $100 check.


Dean Winchester finally had a friend. After so long, he finally had someone to talk to, to laugh with. He was happier than he had been in a long time.

He and Cas had become nearly inseperable. They were always hanging out on the weekends, and texting eachother daily.

He noticed the looks that his parents shared, and he chose to ignore them. Let them think what they want.

So when Cas called him at 2 in the morning, with a strained pronunciation of his name, Dean was slipping in to pants and driving toward Cas' house in two minutes flat.

When he arrived, Cas was standing at the end of his driveway, arms wrapped tightly around himself.

"Hot chocolate?" Dean offered, noticing the shivering man. As Cas nodded, he pulled a blanket from the backseat and draped it over the brunette.

The two were silent as they drove towards the gas station. Only once the warm beverage was in hand, and Dean was driving them away from the city lights, did Cas begin to vent.

The pace of school was picking up rapidly, and work was trying to schedule him more hours. However, his father and boss were fighting about it. He father was trying to get him to quit. When his father had threatened to cut their time together short, Cas had gone silent as his father ranted, and panicked.

Dean remained silent as Cas poured his heart out. He politely ignored the hitches in his breathing. Finally, when Cas had been silent for a while, he pulled over and turned to him.

"Cas, buddy, listen. School is important. If you need help with something, ask me or Sammy. I have kids I could bribe to tutor you, and Sammy is such a brainiac he could probably drop out of college and be the next Bill Gates. So don't worry about school. The first year is really overwhelming, and a lot of people get freaked out by it." Dean said, rubbing a cold hand between his warm ones. Cas nodded, not looking at Dean.

"And you tell your boss that you can't work more hours because of school. Tell him your Dad has nothing to do with it. He'll back off then." He assured him.

"And if your Dad wants our time cut short, fine. Whatever keeps him off you. But Cas, I'm not going anyway. You can contact me whenever you want, so your old man can go fuck himself. You're my best friend, Cas. I'm here to help." He added. Cas looked up, tears shining in his too bright eyes. Finally, he nodded.

"Thank you, Dean. Could I ask you a favor?" He whispered. Dean nodded.

"Yeah, bud, of course." He said. Cas shot him a small smile.

"Could you take me to my sister Anna's house? I wish to stay there tonight." He murmured.


As soon as Anna opened the door, her eyes widened in surprise.

"Cassie?" She asked, pulling her brother in to her house.

"Who is it, babe?" Her girlfriend asked from the hallway.

"My baby brother, Roo. Cas, sit down at the kitchen table while I put on pajamas. Roo, go back to bed, sweetie." Anna said as she walked away. The quiet murmurings down the hall drew farther and farther away. Once he was alone, Cas sat, sighing quietly. He texted Dean to let him know he got in safely, and then Gabriel and his father so they would not worry.

When Anna and 'Roo' came back in to the room, both sat down in front of him and waited patiently. So Cas repeated his story to Dean. Anna's eyes narrowed dangerously.

"Damn it, Father." She snarled. Cas smiled at the reaction. That was where Gabe and Lucifer got their temper from.

"Anna, I have something more importnant to say." He said, interrupting her rant. When she paused and gave him her full attention, Cas grinned.

"I think I like Dean."


A/N: Next chapter is a long one, babes. It's December, which means Christmas! And plot. Lots and lots of plot. Stay tuned for next week :)

- Kida-Asumi