It has been too long, guys. I have graduated high school and am now in college and I want to get back in the groove of things here. So John is about to find out? Hope he doesn't overreact.

Disclaimer: I own nothing *insert sad face*

Warnings for violence as always.

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John Winchester had lost a lot of family in his lifetime. First his mother, then his father and when everything seemed alright, the universe took his wife away. His heart had grown cold and all he wanted was to find the demon responsible. He was blind to the effects on his children's lives until his youngest rebelled. Any other dad would have been damn proud of their son getting into such a college. Not John Winchester.

John stared at his sons bandage and then the clear skin and a silent tear slipped down his emotionless face. The universe had now taken his youngest.

John picked up a pillow from the other side of the bed and looked at his son.

"I'm sorry, son." With those few words, John held the pillow over his sons face and pressed with all his weight. He watched his youngest struggle and held his emotions inside. He pulled out his gun and cocked it. He held it to the pillow and pulled the trigger.

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Dean rushed his shower with an uneasy feeling within his stomach. Something was not right and he could not leave Sam alone for too long. He pulled the towel around him and opened the door.

Dean's heart dropped to his stomach at the sight before him. His dad was holding a pillow over his brothers face. The dread was quickly replaced with rage at the sight of the gun and he barrelled into his father as he pulled the trigger.

The bullet missed its target and embedded in the far wall. Sam sat up and scattered to the opposite side of the room.

Dean was able to wrestle the gun from his father's grasp and pointed it at him while blocking his view of Sam.

"Don't move, dad. I will shoot you, I swear to god." Dean's voice was firm but the tears on his face betrayed him. John looked at him incredulously and then to Sam and it all hit him.

He had just tried to kill his son. No. He was killing the monster that had taken his son. "Dean. He's a monster. He will hurt someone if we don't stop him. He could hurt you." John tried to reason with his oldest but was met with a look of disgust. It hurt his heart to see that look in his son.

Dean cocked the gun. "Dad he has been this way since he left for Stanford. He has gone through hell and yet still has control. He controls it, dad! Look at him. He is still your son, my brother, the Sam that we both know."

John looked at his youngest again and their eyes met. His baby boy. Now looking at him with terror and John found himself wondering how they got to this point. John falls to his knees and cries. Bobby busts into the room and surveys the scene before him. He looks at Dean confused and then to Sam. His eyes widened and looked back to Dean.

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Dean lowers the gun only slightly and looks to his old friend. "Sam has been a werewolf since Stanford, as far as I can tell. I'm not letting anyone hurt him. If you want him to leave then we will leave. He is still our Sammy."

Bobby's shoulders slumped and he let out a weary sigh. "I believe you, boys. You can stay as long as you like. We are in this together and I won't let no hunter's come for him."

Dean smiled gratefully and turned to Sam. Sam was looking lost as hell and Dean couldn't help but let out a soft laugh. He kneeled in front of Sam and drew him into a tight hug.

Bobby smiled at the sight and led John out of the room to give the boy's some time.

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Awwweee I scared you didn't I? Family recovery to come and what is in store with the winchesters witnessing Sam's turning for the first time? More to Come.

Peace and Chicken Grease.