*Hello! Thank you everyone who are following my stories. I hope you enjoy this one, its one of the many hurt Sam protective Dean stories floating around. R&R.3*
Summery: "While Johns on a hunt on Sams 16th birthday, a mysterious man from his mothers past comes into his life claiming to be his real father. The closer he becomes to Sam the more suspicious Dean becomes, not knowing if he is there to get to know Sam or hurt him. Can Dean find out the truth about his family before he looses his little brother forever?"
Sams birthdays have never been anything over the top. When he turned thirteen his dad and Dean took him on his first werewolf hunt, could have gone better, but wasn't horrible. All his dad had said was he needed more practice. Dean on the other hand had made sure that night to actually bake him a cake. Sams never really seen Dean bake, so it was a special occasion. He figures sixteen was going to be about the same. Not a lot of flash and a little bit of gore. This time was a little different, dad was with his Uncle Bobby on a hunt, and he was with Dean, who promised him for his birthday they would go out for pizza and a movie. Sams favorite activities as of late. He was getting ready, putting on a plain black t-shirt and jeans.
"Hey Sam hurry up!" He heard Dean shout for him downstairs. He looked in the mirror one last time, thanking whatever god was up there that his father hasn't made him cut his hair super short. Then he proceeded down the stairs of the small house they were renting. For once it wasn't in a horrible section of town.
He met Dean downstairs who was standing up bouncing his foot up and down with his arms crossed.
"You ready yet princess?"
"Jerk."
"Bitch. Hurry up Birthday Boy Time is a'wasting."
Both boys exited the house, heading towards Dean beloved Impala. He still smiles every time he sees it. Dean feels eyes on him as he looks around, his hunter instincts are sharp, especially when his little brother was around. He saw a white van just a couple house down from theres, but he knew who ever was in that van was for them, not that particular house. And even if the van wasn't for them, he still wasn't getting a good vibe from who ever was inside. Without taking his eyes off the van he waved towards Sam.
"Hey Sammy, get in the car. Ill be right there."
"Dean whats going on?"
Sam stopped where he stood and examined Dean. He knew that look on Deans face, like he was hunting a werewolf or a wendigo. He was thinking and strategizing.
"Just, get in the car, lock the doors and Ill be right back."
Sam rolled his eyes and stomped over to the car. Sure Sam has been on plenty of hunts and could take care of himself, but if Dean was able to handle the whole situation by himself, he was on it. Sam watched every move Dean made as he saw him walk towards a white van, and just as quickly the van took off. Now that was weird, even for Sams book. He saw Dean walk back towards the impala and finally get in.
"Sam if you ever see that van around here or you're school you call me or dad got it? We will both be at the shop and one of us will be sure to get you. Actually I think Ill take my lunch brake when you get out of school so I can drop you off and pick you up…."
"Dean stop. Im still ok to walk home. Ill even carry an extra weapon if you want me to."
Dean had to admire his brother. The kid he took care of is practically a man now, especially since he was as tall as Dean, which Dean hated, but he was strong and brave and smart. He knew he would have to let Sam take care of himself, especially since hes sixteen now. Fifteen he still thought as Sam as a little kid, but theres something about a persons sixteenth birthday that makes people look at you differently. He couldn't help but smile and reach over to ruffle Sams hair.
"You're right. But make me a deal, I wont embarrass you by picking you up and dropping you off at school, if you promise me to call me or dad if you see that van."
"Deal."
Den smiled. He knew Sam would always keep his promise.
"Good. Lets start this party started!"
Dean started up the car blasting ACDC, and started off towards the movies, not noticing the second vehicle trailing them.
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They ended up watching a horror movie. Those were always their favorites since they were no where close to what really happens, so they were able to joke around and rag on them the whole time afterwards. The pizza place was right across the street so they decided to walk.
They sat down and ordered, they got a large with half being Sams veggie rabbit food and the other half being Deans everything meat special. They talked about the movie and how they would have done it differently. It was a vampire flick so they were having a lot of fun making fun of it. Dean looked at Sam laughing, and truly laughing for the first time in a long time. He figured it was the perfect time to surprise Sam with his birthday present. He reached in the pocket of his leather jacket and took out a long box. He put it on the table and slid it over to Sam.
"Happy Birthday Sam."
"Dean whats this?"
"Open it and find out."
"Sam opened the box and saw the most beautiful watch he has ever seen."
"Oh my god Dean, this is amazing."
The smile on Deans face made him want to jump for joy. He was glad he was able to make his brothers birthday special, not to mention he needed a new one since the last one was busted when Sam was tossed into a raging river by a crazed shape shifter. John told Dean to shoot the thing, but Dean was already diving head first swimming as fast as he could to get to his brother. He never wanted to relive that moment again. Well the watch was water logged and never worked properly again after that. This watch was state of the art, and water proof. Just in case. Of course if Dean could help it there wouldn't be a 'just in case Sam gets throw into a river' scenario again. Sam took it out of its casing and really looked at it.
"Hey turn it around."
Sam turns the watch around where he finds an inscription.
'To Sammy,
The best little brother anyone could have.
-Dean
"Dean this is amazing. I love it."
The smile on Sams face said it all.
"Here Ill put it on you."
Sam extended his wrist as Dean put it on his little brothers wrist. It fit perfect. Sam couldn't stop staring it. Dean looked outside a window and saw three guys standing a little close and observing his 'baby'. If its two rules Dean has its Done mess with Sam, and don't mess with his car. Right now one of the rules was being broken, and Dean had to handle things.
"Hey Sam stay right here Ill br right back."
Dean left in a hurry. Sam wasn't sure what was going on but he decided to leave it alone. He was in awe of his watch. It was perfect and his most prized possession. He was brought out of his thoughts when a man walked up to him.
"Excuse me are you Sam Winchester?"
Sam was pissed at himself for being off his guard like that. He didn't even hear this perfect stranger coming at him. He looked harmless enough, but Sam knew that meant nothing. He went on guard and straightened his back.
"Yeah Im Sam Winchester."
"The same Sam Winchester born May 2nd 1982 in Lawrence Kansas?"
Ok alarm bells were going off in his head. He really wished Dean would hurry the freak up, cause obviously this guy knew him, a little to well. They weren't even near Kansas right now, and hes pretty sure hes never met this guy a day in his life. Sam immediately stiffened up.
"Why what do you want."
The guy was tall with broad shoulders green eyes and brown hair that came down to his shoulders, but it looked nice, not greasy, just very handsome. He casually took the seat Dean was sitting in.
"Listen I know this is going to sound a little crazy, but this must be a small world because I knew your mother a long time ago. We grew up together, she was my best friend. Last time I saw her was about 16 maybe 17 years ago. She was so beautiful."
"How could you recognize me then? I just turned sixteen today."
Just as about the man was about to answer a very pissed off looking Dean came back to the table and stood in between the man and Sam. They both looked up him, his eyes mainly on this mystery man talking to his brother.
"Who the hell are you pal?!"
The guy put his hands up in surrender.
"Whoa whoa its ok. I was just telling Sam here how Im an old friend of the family is all."
"You don't look familiar to me. Whats your name?"
"Im Don Peterson and I was a close friend of your mothers way back in the day. Before her death."
"Well Don its nice to meet you, but me and brother have to get going now. Come on Sam."
"Wait Sam."
Don dug in his pocket and pulled out a business card, handing it to Sam who took it.
"I run and own the local library. If you want to talk about your mother you are more than welcome to stop by anytime."
Sam gave a polite smile while Dean was giving this man a death glare. There was something off about this whole thing and he didn't want Sam anywhere near this creep. Dean threw an arm around Sams shoulder.
"Come on Sammy, we're getting out of here."
Dean turned Sam around and they started heading towards the impala. Sam gave one last look over his shoulder at the mysterious man who was still sitting at the table looking back at him. Sam would love to hear all about his mother. Every time he tries to ask his dad or Dean they change the subject. He would love to hear all about her. What she was like, what her hobbies were, he just had so many questions! He knew by the way Dean was acting that talking to this man was going to be extremely difficult, but he had to try. The temptation to learn more about the woman that everyone met except for him was over powering. And if he wasn't going to get any answers from his family, then this Don guy was going to have to do. As far as Sam could tell he was human, but if he was going to meet him behind his familys back then he would have to be extremely cautious. He would bring weapons and holy water, just in case.
They both made it out to the impala and got in the car.
"Dean where did you disappear to anyway?"
"Some punks were to close to my baby. Had to teach them a lesson."
Dean started the ignition and rolled his eyes. Dam he loved this stupid car.
"Sam, what exactly did that guy say to you before I got back anyway?"
"He asked if I was Sam Winchester, he said he knew mom Dean."
"Sammy listen to me. That guy could be dangerous for all we know so if you see him…."
"I know call you or dad down at the shop right away."
"Good."
Don Peterson stood outside in the parking lot as he watched both boys drive away. The three guys checking out Deans car came up to him.
"Hey man you said you would pay us $50 each to stand around that guys car, not to get the living shit get beat out of us."
"I didn't tell you to antagonize him. Heres the $150 I owe the three of you, now get out of here."
The three guys walked away. The last thing they wanted to do was get beat up again. Don had his plan set in motion, now he just had to be patient, and bide his time.