AN: Goooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooood evening my Imperial Storm Army! So sorry for the delay! Things have been a mess since Tuesday. I've lost a some good friends all because of this toxic election and when I posted my opinion on my personal Facebook, some of my friends got mad and came after. So with a heavy heart, I had to cut ties with these people, and after giving it some thought over the last twenty four to thirty hours, I decided it may not be worth it to make any amends and it would be better to just let them go. If they were truly my friends something like this wouldn't have come between us and I wouldn't have to cut ties with anyone. So yeah. Also, my empathetic energy was still out of whack, so I was pretty emotional and feeling a lot anger and sadness from people. If any my fellow empaths on here felt my anger and sadness, I apologize! So yeah. I tried to write this yesterday, but wasn't up for it. So I just colored in one of the coloring book my SPN mom sent for me, and I watched Zootopia on Netflix. I saw it in theaters when it first came out. It's a cute little movie :3 Anyways! Holiday fic is a go! Please see my profile for details! Accepting prompts from now until Thanksgiving! So consult your bunnies and get your prompts submitted :) One per person (unless I don't have enough prompts) and I'm only accepting 25! First come first serve! Any left over, may get used for a bonus New Years special! But please see the rules and such on my profile first! But have fun with it :) When we left off, Sam's okay! WHEE!

spnfanforlife-He's so little! People are always wondering why Dean treat's him like a kid...here's the answer XD Oh no, Dean! Not the full name! Run dude run! She evil laughed, that's not a good thing! Onwards and forwards my darling!

SpnKsl5-Yay! It'll be a chapter or two before they're together again. But at least you don't have to wait long! *hugs back* Not a big fan of tea, but I can give it a try :) Any recommendations?

Aziza Maye-Got your other review from the last chapter ;) Sammy's alright! Rebekah is a beautiful name. If I ever have a little girl she'll be named Rebekah. Thank you for the happy vibes! I needed some :) Doing a bit better today, hopefully this weekend can perk me up a little.

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Birth of Another Complete

Dean had been with Bobby for about two weeks now searching for his brother. He knew his Sammy was still alive and out there. There was no way he was dead, he would've known. He tried to track Sam's phone but found their father had it. John has been coming and going as he pleased. He still believed his youngest son to be dead, and refused to do anything. He tried to Dean to see his side of the story and to let his brother rest in peace with his mother. Dean snarled and sent the old man packing on a hunt with Bobby.

"We'll find him won't we boy?" Dean asked the rottweiler that just came in for a drink from his water dish and sat next to Dean.

The old dog when Dean first arrived looked around for Sam but didn't see his little buddy. Good old Rummy was worried for Sam but knew Dean could find him, wherever he would be. He gave Dean a doggy smile and barked.

"That's right! We'll find, I don't care how long it takes, we will find him." Dean said with determination.

He hit the books once more to see if he could some sort of tracking spell. He had Sam's stuff, so if the spell he chose required something of Sam's, he was prepared. He sighed, and wished his dad would come to his senses. The boys had a pretty powerful bond. They could feel when one is pain, danger, sick, in need of comfort, etc. Dean could still feel Sam, his Samdar was still active. If Sam had died, he wouldn't be feeling him and his Samdar would be shut off. It wasn't.

'Gonna find baby boy. Just stay alive wherever you are. Stay alive and wait for me.' Dean prayed to himself, but also hoping some deity would hear him and help him bring his baby home.

He became deep within his research that he didn't hear the two arguing hunters coming in. He jumped when he heard something crash and grabbed the shotgun next to him and was ready to start firing.

"Whoa boy. Easy now. Just us." A voice said coming into the living room.

"Dammit Bobby! I was ready to blow your head off!" Dean exclaimed trying to calm his racing heart.

"Sorry, but you really need a break boy. We'll find him." Bobby said.

"I know. I just want him home so bad." Dean said setting the gun down.

"Give it up Dean! Your brother's dead!" John called from the kitchen.

"He is not! He would've been home if you wouldn't have left him!" Dean angrily called back.

Dean learned the full story after a day he got here two weeks ago. John had followed him to get him to let go of his brother and move on. To continue to hunt with him and bring down the demon once and for all. But Dean was having none of John's nonsense. He knew Sam was still out there somewhere and he was going to bring him home if it was the last thing he did. But needless to say, Dean was pissed at John for abandoning Sam, and John was pissed at Dean for being stubborn. Typical Winchester business.

John didn't answer back just sat at the table and huffed. He began to drink like he usually did with his issues and left Dean to his stupid mission. A mission that would fail miserably. But John supposed the boy needed a lesson in reality and so decided to leave him be for now.

Dean huffed and returned to his books. He wished his baby was here. He was a master at researching. He would've been able to find what he was looking for in a heart beat. Not being able to focus now, Dean decided a break in order and the impala could use an oil change as he thought about it. With his mind made up he went outside and began to tune his baby, with Rummy lying on the ground next to him.

Elsewhere in an unknown location

A boy with shoulder length wavy brown hair fired off an arrow and hit his target dead on. He wasn't doing much but target practice then sword play would come in later. He was a master of the bow and of the sword. His training was difficult but he was getting the hang of it. Soon he would going on missions and helping people. Then hopefully he could return home.

A tennis ball shot out of the machine and he fired another arrow rapidly, and watched it get stuck to the wall along with the other one hundred tennis balls stuck in the warehouse wall.

He heard the call of his master and headed to him after collecting the arrows and letting the balls fall to the floor.

The boy was ready to go out in the world with his new life.

The birth of another was complete.

Boom! Next chapter for y'all! I'm going to doodle on my chalk board wall.

Until Next Time! GO GO POWER RANGERS! GO GO POWER RANGERS! MIGHTY MORPHIN POWER RANGERS! (Sorry not sorry!)