And I'm a freaking mess because along with the name thing, I forgot to mention the song this story was based on. (Home- Philip Philips). That's the inspiration for this go listen to it and If you've heard it.. Listen again and listen to the story lol. So here's the John and Mary chapter and were gonna learn a whole lot more about the boys past. Plus I have limited knowledge about how foster files are kept. P.s Guys... Whole lotta dialog ahead.
John had apparently had to track down Miss. Michel using the phone book. She had retired from social work a year ago but she had all the boys old case files in her laptop in her home office. John had called her and explained are situation and she's seemed happy to help.
We pulled up to a very nice house done in bricks and had flowers planted along side of it. We climbed out of the car and headed up the walk way. I wonder if the boys felt this nervous walking up are walk way.
John knocked on the door and we waited a moment before It opened to reveal and aging women with golden hair streaked with gray.
"You must be John and Mary Winchester", She guessed.
"Yes we are", I answered.
"Well come on in and I'll tell you what I know", She smiled leading us into the nice house.
She led us to a well lit living room and offered us coffee that we denied. I made it clear to John I wanted to get to the subject as soon as possible.
"What do you want to know about the boys", She asked crossing her legs.
"Everything you can tell us", I asked.
"I know that the boys were taken from there father, I was there when they were removed" She said sadly.
"What happened", I asked hesitantly.
"We'll Dean's first though was that we were taking his brother away. He was a five year old that knew how to pack a punch", She laughed. I smiled at that, I wondered how far back Dean's protectiveness went.
"I remember They were one of my few cases where I stayed at the group home they were being kept in. Sam was taken to the nursery and Dean was put in solitary", She said sadly.
"Solitary why", John asked, eyebrows knitting together in confusion.
"He kept screaming and fighting. Claiming that his daddy was gonna come and get him soon. Micheal Colt didn't even know those boys were gone until he came back from his bender two weeks later", She said bitterly. Hanna had said the boys were left alone for a week before social services stepped in. It was hard to think a little boy who'd just lost his mother had to raise his baby brother.
"What happened then", I asked.
She looked sad a few minuets. "There were good foster homes to, ones that weren't equipped to take care of Dean. He was withdrawn and mute. He didn't say a word to anyone but Sam until he was seven years old. He would have panic attacks almost every night when they tried to put Sam in his own room".
"Why?", John asked. I looked at him surprised, maybe the fact that he's lost everything but Sam.
"The fire had started in Sam's nursery. The one that killed there mother", She stated. I shut my mouth after I almost said something. Turns out John's seemingly useless question helped, that's why Dean was so strict about where Sam slept. I had talked to him about getting there own rooms but he wouldn't have it.
"What foster homes where the bad ones", John asked reluctantly.
She sighed deeply, "The first mistake was the Meyer Family. Dean and Sam moved in with them when they were six and two. The foster mother was a very impatient women. She was always pushing Dean's therapist trying to make Dean talk. Until I guess she finally snapped and hit him hard enough to pop one of his baby teeth out", I felt sick at the thought.
"Then there were the McCarthys. Sam was six and Dean was ten. There foster fathers name was Max", The Max. The one Id heard the boys talking about the first night they'd moved in. "Max had tormented the boys, said if they told me he'd hurt em worse. I always thought I should have known better, the way Dean was acting and Sam looking like he was terrified of everyone who came his way. They were in that home a month before the neighbors called the police when they heard screaming. Max had taken Dean to the store leaving Sam locked in the closet, He screamed and brought help". I wanted to cry but instead grabbed Johns knee for support. I wiped my eyes making sure I had a hold of myself.
"And It was just Physical abuse right", John asked slowly. I god I hadn't even thought of that.
"None that I know of", She said sadly.
"After Max the boys shut down completely, They'd dealt with many more bad homes but Max was the worst. For a good long time they only talked to each other besides a few short words to staff here and there. Then of course they met Castiel", She smiled at the mention of the boys name.
"He met Dean at a group home, I don't know what made then such close friends but they used to play the funniest games. Castiel would make up these amazing storied and him and Dean would act them out. I saw how good they were together an had Castiel's file handed over to me. Got the boys placed together ever since", She smiled as if remembering something good.
"I'm not sure much of Castiel's story. He was abandoned along with his brother Gabriel, now he was quite a boy. Castiel wanted to be just like him, which is one of the reasons they where separated", She said scowling at the memories. I couldn't help but laugh. "He's been in his fair share of bad homes. A few made him as guarded as Dean", I wanted to know about the boys and now I was learning. But for some reason I felt there was so much more. Something from the boys point of view. Why Cas and Dean are brothers and or why Dean moved the dresser away from the window, why Sam isn't aloud to be alone with me or John. And Max wasn't the only reason. I wanted there story not what was written on there file.
After we left her house I felt like I had even more questions then what I came with. I had dropped John off at the garage and he was going to meet us at home while I picked the boys up from school.
I pulled up to Sam's school yard, meaning to pick him up first only to find I had been beat. Dean was already on his knee listening and smiling as Sam showed him something he's done today, while Castiel stood near them amused at the whole thing. I already felt my self becoming very attached to these boys and Iv only known them for three days, It was going to make it so much harder to let them go, If I even could.
Yeah I know John is just getting glossed over, well I'm doing something with him next chapter so don't worry. I hope I left plenty of holes in the boy's story for the them to fill in.