What if it had've been Sam and Dean that found Max, not Hannah? How much would that one little difference have to Max's life? Warnings listed inside. Slightly AU 'The Pulse'

We're going to meet Alec soon, I am very excited about that, not to mention meeting Charlie soon as well. Max is about to turn 18. Team Free Will will be back together in this chapter, not to mention that Kevin is here as well. And it is definitely going to suck, big-time

Warnings: Trigger warnings: PTSD, flash backs, abuse, violence, torture. Swearing, loss.

One Little Difference

Chapter 36:

Max was outside, beating up the punching bag, no mercy and no energy spared. She was so angry. Sure, she was irritable as hell after her first heat, but she was so pissed off at Sam. She LOVED him, and he had left her. Max felt a sense of rising anger in her, turning to do a round kick, launching the punching bag off the hook, sending it three metres away from her. Max was breathing heavily.

Sam had stepped outside, wondering where Max had disappeared to after dinner. That had been an awkward affair spent in silence. Whenever they did speak, Sam saying something about his year or Max talking about her year, Max would offer up a snarky reply. Sam would look as if he was about to retort, but Dean would give him a look as if to say "you deserve this, so suck it up princess".

Sam had watched as Max was attempting to work out her issues, taking her pain out on the punching bag. Sam's eyes had widened when he saw the bag launched off the hook. That thing wasn't light, but it had flown as if it weighed nothing more than a pillow.

Max heard someone come up behind her, but she was too angry to sense who is was. Max spun quickly, almost smacking Sam across the face. Luckily, Sam brought up his arm in time to block the fist. Max pulled away quickly, realising it was Sam. She sighed.

"It's just you." Max said in a deadpan voice.

Sam managed a nervous smile before sitting down on one of the old chairs that littered the scrap yard. "Yeah, just me." Sam said sheepishly.

Max pursed her lips. "What do you want?" Max asked with a clipped tone.

"I think we need to talk." Sam said, looking up at Max.

Max rolled her eyes. "So, I guess now that Dean's back, I'm suddenly worth your time?" Max asked sarcastically. "Whenever you meet a chick, you always go off the rails. Jessica, Maddison, Sarah, Ruby and now Amelia."

Sam glared at Max. "How dare you." Sam said in a barely contained, angry tone.

"How dare I? How dare you! I don't give a fuck about what you have to say, Sam Winchester. You just want to kiss and make-up? Forgive and forget? Well, I can't do that, okay?!" Max snapped. "Are your feelings hurt, Sam? Am I making you uncomfortable? Well I don't give a fuck. You didn't seem to give a fuck about me."

Sam at least had the good grace to look remorseful. "I am sorry Max. I swear to God I would take it back if I could." Sam said softly.

Max laughed humourlessly. "You're sorry? You're sorry?" Max spat. She laughed again. "You swear to God? Where was God? Where the hell was God when Dean and Castiel got sent to Purgatory and you up and left me in a dead man's house? He definitely wasn't here!"

Sam looked at her, but didn't say anything.

"I spent months and months, terrified that something had happened to you. You could have been dead for all I knew. You're my family, Sam. And you fucking left me. For all I knew, I was alone again. I thought I had lost my family, again. First I lost my unit, then I lost Ben, then Bobby died and then I had to kill my own brother. And you have the nerve to sit there and tell me you're sorry? Well, fuck you Sam. And fuck your sorry. You deserve to feel as guilty as hell. I am not going to forgive you. Not for a long time. You fucked up Sam, you fucked up badly." Max yelled, angry tears running down her face. "So stop telling me you're sorry! I don't fucking care!"

Sam rose to his feet and moved towards Max. She glared at him. "Leave me alone! Don't fucking touch me!" Max screamed. But Sam had already moved too close. Max threw a punch.

Sam stumbled back, but didn't move to hit her back. Max punched him again, and again. Crying her eyes out. "I LOVED YOU, YOU FUCKING BASTARD!" Max shouted at him.

Sam grabbed Max's wrists and she didn't fight him, well, not much. Sam pulled her into his arms and she sobbed into his chest. "I fucking hate you." Max mumbled into his flannel shirt. Sam stroked her hair, telling her that it was going to be okay.

Crowley was standing in front of Bobby's house, an annoyed grimace on his face. "Where is Kevin?" Crowley demanded, his voice gruff with irritation.

Max looked at Crowley with feign confusion. "Kevin who?" Max asked.

Crowley scowled at Max. "Don't play games with me. Where is Kevin?" Crowley snapped.

Max smirked at him. "I don't know." Max replied.

"Somehow, I find that very hard to believe." Crowley said, glaring at the X5.

Max chuckled. "Honestly, I have no idea where Kevin Tran is." Max replied.

"Well who does?" Crowley asked.

Max grinned and snapped her fingers. Thunder sounded and lightening cracked across the sky. A strong breeze blew around them. Suddenly, the wind died down, revealing Gabriel standing next to Max.

"He does." Max said, smirking at the King of Hell.

A look of terror crossed Crowley's face before he schooled his expression.

Gabriel smirked at the demon. "Hello your majesty." Gabriel said.

Crowley swallowed, a look of attempted superiority crossed his face. "Gabriel. Heard anything from daddy recently?" Crowley asked.

Gabriel laughed. "Yeah, cos I haven't heard that one before." Gabriel snapped.

"So I assume that you're hiding Kevin and the demon tablet somewhere where they can't be found, yes?" Crowley asked.

Gabriel smirked. "Of course. And if you go anywhere near Kevin or his mother, I will personally smite you and rip your entrails from your body, slowly." Gabriel said.

Crowley sneered at Gabriel. "You can't hide him forever." Crowley snarled.

"Watch me." Gabriel replied. He clicked his fingers and Crowley was gone. Gabriel turned to Max and grinned at her. "It seems my work here is done. See you later, kiddo." Gabriel kissed Max lightly on the upper left side of her forehead, leaving a freckle before disappearing as well.

Henry Winchester was an interesting person. Once he got over the fact that his grandchildren and great grandchildren were hunters, he accepted them almost instantly.

In Henry's dying moments, he had smiled at the other Winchesters'. "I am proud to call you family." Henry murmured. He then looked at Max. "You know, you look exactly like my wife. I guess that's where you get your looks from." Henry chuckled. He breathed out slowly and his eyes closed. Henry never knew that Max wasn't biologically Dean's.

Max smiled at Dean, a tear running down her face. "It was nice to meet him, yeah? To know he didn't just leave." Max asked, looking up at Dean and Sam.

The brothers' smiled sadly. "Yeah. Too bad Dad didn't live to see it." Dean said.

Max sighed. She wondered what Henry's wife looked like, why Max apparently looked so much like her. Max looked around and found some old fabric. With the others' help, they rolled Henry up as best they could.

Max had not had fun cutting Abbadon to pieces, but between the three of them, they managed to get it done. After separating the other pieces of her body and putting them into several warded boxes, they found a construction site and buried the boxes equidistantly, waiting to be covered with concrete.

Dean grinned at his daughter and his brother. "Goodbye Abbadon." Dean said. He reached for Max's hand and walked out of the site towards the Impala, Sam following them.

Dean pulled the key out of his pocket. They had just buried Henry in the cemetery. "What do you reckon? This place still standing?" Dean asked, looking at Max and Sam.

Sam shrugged. "I don't know, we might as well check it out. We're legacies after all." Sam said, a faint smile on his face.

They all piled back into the Impala and set off on the road.

Max's mobile phone went off and Max hurried to check it. Luckily it was only a text message from May. She giggled when she read the message, the sound drawing the attention of the two men in the front seat.

"Who is it?" Dean asked, meeting Max's eyes briefly in the rear view mirror before turning his attention back to the road.

"Just a friend from school, Dad." Max replied, absentmindedly, writing May a response.

"You've really been enjoying going to school, have you?" Dean asked, probing slightly.

"Yeah," Max replied softly, still absorbed in her phone. "It have been nice getting to know other kids my age."

Dean nodded, glancing at Sam. "Do any of them know who you are?" Dean asked.

Max looked up. "No." Max said firmly. "They don't know anything. All they know is that I'm living with Ellen and my father is on the road because he's a salesman."

"Do you wanna keep going to school?" Dean asked.

Max smiled. "Yeah, I do." Max replied.

"Luckily, we're not too far from Ellen's now. I could drop you off now if you wanted." Dean asked.

Max frowned. "No. It's still the summer holidays. School hasn't started yet. I don't want to go back there before I have to, I don't really want to leave you." Max replied.

Dean smiled to himself. "Okay then." He said, falling silent

They were all so surprised to see how well the Bunker had survived. The power worked and the water pressure in the shower was marvellous.

And the whole place was beautiful. The marble walls and ornate staircase gave the room a sense of agelessness.

While Sam, Dean and Castiel checked out the main front rooms of the Bunker, Max raced around, looking in every room, searching for all the entrances and exits.

They all picked rooms out for themselves, going out and buying some new mattresses since the ones that were in the rooms were quite gross.

After they had settled themselves in, a rustle of wings alerted them to Gabriel landing in the library. Dean frowned, looking at the angel with confusion.

"How did you know we were here?" Dean asked.

Gabriel grinned. "Oh, Max texted me." Gabriel replied. "Besides, I'm glad you've found this place. Kevin and Linda aren't really liking where they are. This place is huge, so I am sure you will be able to fit them in somewhere."

"What..? Uh, why?" Dean asked.

Gabriel just winked and snapped his finger, Kevin and Linda suddenly appearing, with 6 travel cases at their feet.

Kevin looked up at the three Winchester. "It seems we'll be staying with you for a while." Kevin stated blandly.

First off, I want to make a tribute to Charlie. She died before her time. I loved her so much, and she will be terribly missed. Secondly, what did you think of this chapter? I promised Kevin, and I have delivered. I hope you enjoyed. Please review! :D