"Faith? I'm home." Sam said through the house not loudly because he knew Jakob was asleep. It was late so he wouldn't be surprised if Chris had already gone home and Faith was asleep or Chris was here and they were sitting on the couch. He walked into the living room to find it empty.
He walked upstairs and into Jakob's room. He wasn't in there which worried him. He walked into Faith's room to find an interesting scene. Faith was curled up on top of her bed and covers with Jakob cuddled against her. On the floor propped against the bed was Chris. He was sleeping and snoring lightly.
Sam smiled then walked over to Chris and crouched down. He tapped him on the shoulder lightly. "Chris?" His eyes fluttered open and seconds later they connected with Sam's. "Chris, it's time for you to head on home. I'll drove you there."
Sam helped Chris to his feet and they walked down stairs. "I'm sorry, Mr. Winchester. IT's just Faith feel asleep on the couch and had a pretty bad nightmare. It freaked her out. I made her lay down on her bed and calm down. I tried to comfort her and then Jakob came running in saying that he was scared. Faith let him sleeping with her. Soon we all must have drifted off."
"That's fine."
"But this is the weird part. When Faith woke up from having that nightmare she was acting really strange. She said she had a dream about her Dad."
"How is that weird?"
"No, that's not the weird part. She said she had a dream that her dad was being tortured…in Hell, by this guy named Alastair. Then she said she realized something and ran up to your room and started looking through pictures and old stuff."
"Like what?"
"She was talking about how you gave her a letter her Dad wrote to her before he died. She said that in the letter her Dad knew he was going to die and she would never know him, but you said he died in an animal attack."
Sam was stunned. He didn't know what to say. Faith was more clever than he thought. What Sam couldn't stop thinking about was why she was having nightmares about Dean in Hell. Dean has been in Hell for 15 almost 16 years.
"Can I ask, Mr. Winchester? Did you lie to Faith about her father's death?"
"You wouldn't understand, Chris. Sometimes the truth hurts worse than the lie."
"What happened to her Dad? Did you kill him?"
"Oh, I wish it was that easy."
"What happened?"
"I can't tell you. You wouldn't understand."
"Tell me, Mr. Winchester."
"You would freak out and think I'm insane."
"TELL ME."
Sam sighed and walked into the living room and sat on the couch. Chris followed him. "Seat down, Chris. You're not going to believe me when I tell you this."
"It can't be that bad, Mr. Winchester."
"That's where you will be wrong?"
"What happened?"
Sam closed his eye and took a deep breath. "Don't get freak out until I tell you the whole story."
"I'll try."
"Ghosts, werewolves, vampires, changlings, djinns, shapeshifters, skinwalkers, anything supernatural, except bigfoot, are real. Demons are real. Faith's father and I used to hunt those supernatural creatures. Our father taught us how to hunt when we were little. On the day I turned 6 months old a demon came into the house and burned my mother alive in my own nursery. My father searched for the thing that killed my mom for 22 years before finally knew what he was doing. Faith's father, my father and I were in a wreck after almost being able to kill that demon, Azazeal, but it was up to me whether to kill my father and the demon or let them both live. Let's just say the demon got away. The three of us were in a wreck. Another demon possessed a truck driver and slammed into us at full force. I was ok, my Dad was pretty banged up but still ok. It was Faith's father that had some massive injuries. He would have died if my father hadn't made a deal with Azazeal. My father gave up his life for my brother. Well, a year later my brother and I found the demon again. He was trying to open a Devils gate. Before he got there he captured me because I was chosen. There were a couple other peple who ended up getting killed except for one guy named Jake. Jake stabbed me in the back. I was dead. I was killed as my brother ran towards me. Days passed and I was laying on a mattress dead. My brother made a deal like my Dad did. He offered up his own soul to bring me. He was given one year to live. He found out he was pregnant with Faith a month later. Faith's other father left and never came back. 9 months passed and my brother gave birth to Faith and four months later we hunted down the demon who own Dean's soul. He died on a strangers kitchen floor. He was mauled by hellhounds."
Chris stared at Sam. He barely even blinked. Sam was worried that Chris was going to leave Faith. He actually really liked Chris he was nice, caring, and kind to Faith. Chris opened his mouth but then shut it once again.
"That's everything. Now, Faith's Dad is in Hell where he will be tortured."
Chris opened his mouth again and this time words came out. "So…everything my parents have been telling me since I was a kid that weren't real…actually are real?"
"Yes."
"And you hunted them?"
"Yes."
"Are we in danger?"
"No, we are perfectly fine."
"Faith doesn't know about that stuff?"
"I don't want her to know."
"So you have been lying to her…for 15 years?"
"Sometimes a lie hurts less than the truth."
"But you are going to have to tell her eventually."
"I'm just playing it by ear, for right now. It's our little secret."
"Little?" Sam glared at Chris. "I won't tell her, sir. I promise."
"Good, now you have to get home."