E/O Challenge word was Frame, and the story is expanded a lot from the 100 words... if you read both then thank you but chapter 8 is the entry. Thank you

Spoilers from Jump The Shark

A/N Alright so I don't know this wanted to be written and for some odd reason I wanted to write a longer piece. If you want to stay for the longer part of it... Thank you :) Oh and it hasn't been beta'd and was kinda written fast... if it is bad, sorry...

Blood isn't enough

Dean helped John get everything ready for the next mission while Sam were standing at the window not even giving his dad a smile. Things had just been building up between them lately and Sam knew there were other lives he could live. All three of them knew what was going on yet John kept on living the live he had since Mary's death, and Dean kept on trying to be on both mens good side.

"Be safe dad, don't do anything stupid now." The oldest son of Winchester grinned and patted his dad on the shoulder. John smiled back the best he could and got into the car. The engine gave a sweet purr before she started to roll out of the parking lot.

John looked in the rare view mirror and saw his eldest son disappear as he turned the corner and at that exact moment it was like his belly got a fireball slammed into his gut making him burn and ache like he had never before, his hands held tightly on to the steering wheel trying to keep the Impala on the road. After a time the pain eased, it didn't go away and it never would either, but it was manageable, at least for now. He did all he could to keep his head clear and not on what was expecting him, he could think about everything else but that.

A few hours later the impala pulled up in front of 'Kim Manor' motel. He let out a deep sigh wishing he could have a house and a normal life just once in his life and not live from motel to motel or even worse dragging both his sons along with him never giving them a proper place to call home, never giving them stability. The only thing he was sure his boys knew was that he would always leave them to do other things. He knew it wasn't right, he knew if he wanted to protect what he loved he could just stay with them, but it wasn't enough, it was never enough he had to go out there and kill everything he could get his hands on so that they didn't hurt any other family as well, so they didn't make another family like the one he had.

The 'Kim Manor' motel room was exactly like all the others, empty and lonely. He threw his duffel on the bed and sat down feeling an overwhelming emotion torturing his entire body squeezing his lounges tight. From his wallet he pulled out a picture and before he knew it tears were rolling down his cheek. The memories hurt so bad it was like yesterday Mary had framed it and put it on the nightstand "I love this picture John."

And she really did love that picture. It had been from a little getaway trip they had taken just before Dean was born. Mary had been going nuts over that little fighter in her belly and John decided he wanted to take her away from their house for a little bit, give her some new impulses. The trip hadn't gone as planned though. Mary had complained the entire way, and apparently John never did anything right. He knew it was hormones cus one second he was the worst in the world then the other he was the best that had ever happened to her. Then she had stepped out of the car and seen the place he had taken her. She was in awe, it was just something about it and about her and John could see her glow like never before. Right there and then she said they HAD to get a picture to capture this. John had no clue then that this would be one of Mary's happiest moments but it was. She was reminded of the things she loved about her husband and that things like this, taking her away even if she would bitch about it for the hour it took to get there, and probably she would bitch about it going back too, she knew he loved her with all his heart and she knew that she would always love him.

How could I do this Mary! I wish everything could be different, I wish it was just us FOUR again, I don't want a second family, and they don't want me. John wiped the tear rolling down his cheek and cleared his throat the best he could. He tried to keep his hunter face on even though no one else were around. I am sure you know Mary... I am sure you have seen all the things I have done, but yet I only love you. You are my 'meant to be', and Dean and Sam are my sons. This Adam... I don't even know if he is mine, I don't even know if I want him to be mine. Not really. He doesn't know what being my son include and he is far better off NOT ever knowing. Mary... Please forgive me! John broke down crying staring into those beautiful eyes from the picture.

He woke up the next morning, it had been a long nigh with more than usual nightmares hunting him. He looked at the picture he was still holding then put it in it's right place. He changed clothes and got ready to head out. Just half an hour later he was at the white house, with the white picket fence and a Golden Retriever that greeted him as family as he entered the yard. The sound of the doorbell made his hands sweat, then a 12 year old boy opened the door.

"Hey Adam, I am John..."

John was back behind the steering wheel of his car, he was starting to feel close to normal again but there were so many things he knew he could never get answers too. This weekend had been ok. He had meet Adam, it was awkward and weird but the kid seemed to be alright with him. After a while John had done what he always did around people he didn't know. He lied himself silly, said he was a mechanic, he had no children of his own but work was so demanding that he couldn't come visit a lot. Adam had seemed fine with it, and that worried John. He would have been far more pleased being thrown out of the little family right there and then, at least then he could focus on his life with Dean and Sam. But no, this kid just wanted a dad, a regular dad who even if he wasn't there a lot he was still 'dad'.

John pulled up in front of the motel and both his boys came out to help with the bags in the trunk. All three of them knew that something was off, it wasn't the same as when John came from a hunt, but at that moment John knew one thing, he couldn't be the same dad for Adam that he was for Dean and Sam. He would have to play the 'dad' role to this new kid but in his heart Dean and Sam would be his only true sons. He was ashamed of the mere thought of favoring one child over another yet he could not help it. Dean and Sam were images of Mary, they were HIS family. He had done wrong bringing another child into this world but it was something he had to deal with, but no matter how he did it, Dean and Sam would be his real sons, no matter how 'politically wrong' that sounded.

In another world, it might have worked out, but not in mine Adam, I am sorry but you can't be a apart of this world, our world, my world.

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A/N

Again thank you for reading this... I will not say it is good, nor right, but it was a thought and it just wanted to be typed up... I HOPE I kinda go the time line right... not sure... but... oh well...