Summary: Dean, Sam, and John stumble onto a small town. When entering a supermarket a large cloud of mist takes over the town. Does something lie within it? Sam knows what's happening. Can the Winchester's get out alive? Takes place during Season 1!

A/N: I'm so sorry! I know it's been forever since I last updated. I've just been so busy and I had major writer's block for this story. I hope you enjoy this update I worked really hard. School is starting next week, but I'll make sure too write as much as I can for the next chapter.

Chapter 9

Previously

"Wow." Sam said, "I didn't know that."

"Shut up." Dean said.

Xoxo

John Winchester nodded as he listened to Paul talk, repeating the procedure. Though his full attention should have been on the game plan he kept thinking about his boys. Of all the pain he went through and all the mistakes he made they grew to be great sons.

Even now, in a time of fear and panic, they remain calm and ready. Dean was so good with children, though John new Dean wasn't ready for any of that. He was a strong man with a big heart and he reminded him of himself. Then of course Sam, who even feeling ill is still so ready to fight. He's a little more sensitive then Dean and he always argues with John but he's a good son.

Xoxo

After eating Peyton dozed back into a deep sleep. She curled into Dean's chest and coiled her fingers around his leather jacket.

"She asleep?" Sam asked, laying across the floor and propped on his elbows.

"Yeah. Finally." Dean drew a breath and took another swig of his drink.

"You know, we can't keep her Dean, after all this is over." Sam said sourly.

Dean was silent for a long moment, "I know."

"We got a battle coming up and we can't have a little girl with us."

Dean shook his head, "She's got a dad out there. And people who can protect her. We clearly can't take her Sammy."

Sam hesitated on whether to speak, he bit his lip, "But I think it'd be cool. I mean your pretty good at it."

Dean looked up, eyes confused, "What are you talking about?"

"Well." Sam let a small bashful smile appear, " Being a dad. You'd be good at it."

Dean responded with a snort and a chuckle, "Whoa me? Pssh your crazy."

"Not as crazy as you are. But you're really good with kids."

"Me? Settling down? Not in a million years." Dean said, a small light tint color of pink appeared on his cheeks.

"I can picture it." Sam said, gazing up at the ceiling.

"Well thank you mother bitch."

Sam smirked, "Your welcome father jerk."

Xoxo

In the quiet market everything was hushed. Everyone had formed his or her own groups and that's the way it was. Claire knew that Paul, Charlie, and John and the others weren't just going too the Pharmacy for medicine it was in hope of finding or saving other people.

Davis. Davis had something to do with this entire thing. Dean. Dean could help and Sam and maybe even John if her theory was correct. Afraid and terrified she found John by the windows.

"Think there's help at the Pharmacy?" She asked softly.

John didn't even bother too acknowledge her, "I can only hope."

"You and your sons are really helping the rest of the town out. We'd probably be lost without a couple of hunters."

That's when John Winchester snapped his entire body towards her, "What did you say?"

John was certainly caught off guard and didn't mean to react in such an angry state.

Claire continued calmly, "Believe it or not at my last job I worked at one of the bars. A nest of vampires was passing through. They stayed for a few weeks and a few folks went missing. A close friend of mine was killed because of them. This guy Gordon came- you know him?"

John was silent.

"John, I'm exhausted and scared out my wits here. Please just admit you're a hunter already because I hope I'm right and I'll feel safer."

John eyed her, "Christo."

She blinked and remained still, "Huh?"

"Yeah I know Gordon." Believe it or not John's head was spinning.

"He was obsessed and almost blew up the bar. One of those things almost got me but he got it. I thought that was the scariest thing but this is scarier."

"No one else can know what we do ." John stated strongly.

Claire nodded, "I know, John, I know. This just made me feel a whole lot safer."

"Not too make the comfort go away but I or my boys have never faced anything like this. Sammy thinks it's a story come too life-from that Stephen King book."

Claire shivered, "You think?"

"I really don't know. If I had access too a-"

"John!" A voice interrupted and it was Paul. He raced towards him.

"Your boy! Sam! He's passed out!"

Paul turned back and John ran too follow along with Claire.

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"Sammy? Sam! C'mon! What the hell?"

From a distance Dean could hear the squeaks of boots running along the tile. Behind Dean was Peyton wrapped in Dean's jacket looking scared as hell.

Dean noticed Sam's brown bangs were dampened with sweat, "Oh c'mon." The older boy muttered as he grazed Sam's head with his knuckles, "Another fever? You've got too be kidding me."

"Fever again?" John slid too his knees beside Dean and Claire went over beside Peyton; the young girl crawled into her lap.

"He was talking and then he stopped dead and I looked and he was passed out. He's breathing but he won't wake up." Dean was breathing deeply and faster.

"Dean take a walk and breathe I got this!" John said, "That's an order. I don't need both of you passed out."

Dean stumbled out the isle into the next. He was having a panic attack and that made no sense. He never got panic attacks ever in fact he never got one in his life. The next thing he knew Claire was in front of him.

"Dean, honey, relax." Her sweet voice was so soothing.

Dean leaned against a shelf of juice boxes.

"Just relax okay? Everything is going to be fine. John is right; we don't need you passed out too. Sam is going to be okay. You're a hunter for Pete's sake. Breathe!"

Dean was a little shocked that she said hunter but still he began too calm down. Claire was under his hunched body now. One hand on his shoulder and the other on his chest. Finally his breaths were normal as far as he and she could tell.

"I think you're okay." She said, gazing into his forest green eyes.

Dean looked into her light blue eyes, "Yeah-uh thanks."

"Your welcome."

Dean then leaned into her and Claire leaned into him and they kissed just as they were, in the same positions. The kiss got more intense as the two persisted with the use of tongue before Dean pulled back.

"Did you say hunter?"

"There goes the moment." Claire muttered as she rose slowly letting her hands falls too her side. "Too make a long story short I know for a fact you your dad and Sam are hunters."

"O-kay." Dean said, "Christo."

"Huh?"

"Never mind."

"Let's go check on your brother, shall we?"

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In the minutes Dean and Claire were gone and had returned Sam was awake and sitting up arguing with John. Paul had left and Peyton was crying- no one was comforting her.

Dean walked over too her and she reached for him as he scooped her up in his arms, "You know Sam's better when he's arguing with dad."

Sam and John ignored him completely.

"Dad I'll be okay-my fever is gone. The Pharmacy is right next door!"

"Sam you are not going! That's an order!"

"But I'm fine!"

"Sam you just scared the hell outta me and your brother and he just had a panic attack!"

Dean blushed, "Don't have too tell the whole world."

Peyton looked up at Dean, "De you okay?"

"Better now. How bout you squirt? Why were you crying?"

"I was scared."

"Everything is fine now, kid, it's okay."

Peyton nodded and leaned her head on Dean's shoulder.

Sam looked up at Dean, "You alright, man?"

"Yeah." Dean said, "Sam I agree with dad. Stay here with Pey and Claire."

"No I'm going-already talked with Paul about that."

The three men's heads all turned too stare at her.

"No way in hell I'm just gonna stand around here and wait. Continue with your banter." Claire waved her hands.

Sam turned his attention back to Dean, "You're taking his side?"

"Sam this is about your safety."

Claire parted with the family and let them have their privacy. She could see the conversation was getting deeper and it was not her place too be watching.

"Visions and sickness-I'm at a loss." John scratched his head.

"Maybe the hit on the head like combined the two?" Dean asked.

"You'd think that if we had different jobs." John retorted.

Paul appeared then, "John you ready? We got a few more hours of daylight. It's a whole lot better than walking in dark mist."

"Yeah were ready."

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So John, Dean, Paul, Charlie, Davis, and the two-army men Josh and Seth along with another male named Billy. Claire was not the only girl; a woman named Sharon had joined her for the journey.

"How will you all find your way back?" an elderly woman asked.

"Rope." Paul exclaimed, "You will all hold on too the rope and so will we. Will find our way back…just don't let go."

Sam nodded strongly towards his father with Peyton in his arms.

"I don't see how any of this helps- I mean it's god's plan." The elderly woman shot back. John took notice too her now.

"Ma'am what are you talking about?"

"Apparently new comer you haven't heard of this thing called a bible. Damnation. We must wait it out. Just like Noah waited out the storm."

"Your saying this thing is gonna last forty days?" Davis asked.

The old woman shrugged, "Not forty days but if we behave and wait for salvation it will come."

Dean snorted, "Have you ever or recently been too a Looney bin?"

"Questioning the works of god boy?"

"Not really a believer in him, honestly." Dean said.

"And why not?" The lady yelled.

Claire pushed in, "It's not of your damn business, let him believe whatever he wants."

"Oh shut your pie whole Claire." The woman said.

"Don't talk to her like that!" Davis bombed.

Dean was about too say something before John yelled, "Enough."

The room grew silent, "Our intentions are good. All we want is too try and find anyone that might be hurt or have access to a phone of some sort. If our search fails we will come back and wait."

The elderly woman smiled an evil smile before disappearing into the crowd a few others followed her.

Others and Sam were willing too hold the rope for as long as it took. Paul tied a knot on a pole just in case and while he did that Dean made his way too Peyton.

"Come back safe, De."

Dean gave her a warm smile and ruffled her hair, "I'll be back before you know it, squirt. Watch out for Sammy."

Sam whispered closely too Dean, "I don't trust that old bag."

Dean nodded, "Me neither. Watch out for her. Don't let anyone else follow her because obviously she has a few followers."

"Okay. Be careful."

Peyton gave a thumb up. With Sam's hopeful words Dean gave him and grin and went too his place in the line. He was between his father, who was leading the pack, and Claire who was behind himself shaking. Dean held her hand and gave it a reassuring squeeze. Davis was behind her and the others followed.

Everyone exchange glances as the silence fell upon the market as everybody watched the brave men and women open the door and disappear into the mist.


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