ANOTHER

Chapter 3: There are Three

by: moonlightbear

author's notes: this chapter will show you what's so different about this story is to many others...

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On Wensday morning, at 9:30am, Sam lived out his dream. "Shit!" He exclaimed as they stopped at the house on fire.

"Damn! Should'of come earlier." Dean said shorty before getting out of the car. "Come on!" He called to Sam. As he got out of the car he instantly felt the mist just as he had done in his dream, but this time instead of looking at the fire his eyes fell on the young teen and his father. The two sat on the lawn, the father holding the boy closely; a moment later a fireman appoached them and soon the two were ushered away, safe from the blaze. Sam and Dean decided after a firefighter had talked to the two for a while it was now safe to talk to the man and his child. As they reached the bus stop bench, the man looked up at them with tear stained eyes. "Can we talk to you and your son, sir?" Dean asked in an offical sounding voice.

"Who are you?" Asked the man, uncertainly.

"Well I'm Officer Willcocks and this is Officer Nickels..." Dean replied, as they both flash their fake bagdes, quick enough so noone noticed. "And we'd like to know what happened in there. Is everyone ok?"

The teen shook his head that was hidden in his father's side. The father anwsered misruly, "No, I'm afraid, not." He finished with a croak.

"I know this is a very hard time, but what exactly happened? We really need to know." Sam said gently, knowing this hurt. Even more so if its what he fears it is.

"M-my wife called Alex. Sh-sh-she had some- something for him. Alex left, going towards his room, and a mo-moment later she screamed. I- I ran up stairs, Alex was in the doorway and- and she- she's up there..." he gestered with his hand raising it up.

"On the ceiling?" Dean asked in abit of shock.

"Ye- yes and then the fi- fire; I just took Alex and ran!" he ended with a sob.

Choking back shock Dean said, "Its the only thing you could have done, sir."

And the three sat in silence while the fourth, Alex, cried and mumbled stuff into his father's side; he was obviously traumtized. Although four words caught Sam's attention, "Again, no not again."

"Has this happened before?"He asked and both Dean and the father looked at him in confusion.

Until the father's eyes lit up; he looked down at his son for a moment, who had frozen at the 'officer's' words, then he looked toward 'Nickels' and said, "Yes... I- I've forgotten, Alex's first moth-- ALEX!" He called as he rose from his seat. Alex had taken off at the mention of memory that haunts him everyday, and Sam followed hot on his trail.

Dean grabbed the man's arm and told him, "Don't worry, my partner will catch up with him and talk to him. He'll be fine."

Seeing the faith he had in his partner in his eyes, the father relaxed abit, hoping it was going to be... fine. "Okay." He said simply, sitting back down.

"Now this first time, it happen to your first wife?" Dean asked trying to learn more.

"No no... Alex's biological mother, we adopted him a few months after the accident, um, fire."

"Poor kid, listen..."...

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Sam found himself in the park by the lake, he had followed Alex to this point, but now he can't see him. All there are are a few trees by the lake and then he heard something other then the wind passing by. sniffle, sniffle. "Alex?"

"Go away!" Choked the sobbing teen.

"I just wanna help." Sam said quietly.

"You can't 'cause they're already gone!" Sobbed Alex.

"True," Sam said walking toward the largest tree by the lake. "But we can talk about it?"

"NO! We can't!" Alex replied. why can't he just leave me alone?

"I don't blame you not wanting to talk--"

"Then why are you still here?" Alex cut him off angrily.

"Because... I know what it's like to lose someone."

"Not like me." the teen responded, while crusing himself for still listening to this guy.

"My mother and my girlfriend, Jess." He said matter-a-factly, although his voice wavered as he mentioned Jess. "And... Just like you." He came closer to the tree seeing an entrance.

The teen had froze at the last sentence, but soon came to. "Really?" He asked shocked.

"Yeah," Sam replied shakingly. "Can I come in so we can talk properly?"

"Okay." the boy said. As Sam entered he looked around, tires lined the sides of the small club house except for the edge by the lake where there was were less branches so you could see the veiw but noone could see in. "Cool, huh?"

"Yeah... Wow!" Soon the two started to talk, learning a few things from both of their stories, and each shudding their tears. Sam noticed how the boy talked so much about his biological mother, but not of his father(since the man with Dean is his adoptive father).

"Never met him." Alex said. "But mom talked about him alot. He has two sons, they're alot older then me though, probably in they're 20s. He hunted, but mom never told me what she said I wouldn't like it."

"Did she ever tell you his name?" Sam asked, very curious about this.

"No, she said something about him telling her not to say. Mom was with him for about 4 months and when she told him about me he said it was to dangerous for her to stay. He disappeared after that day, she never saw him again. Can ask you something?"

"Um, sure." Sam replied, slightly stunned.

"What's so dangerous about hunting?"

Sam chuckled abit, thinking about his own job,(what's so dangerous about hunting?) but stopped at the confused look the boy gave him. "Uh, well it depends, on the territory. what if she fell or something? That wouldn't be good." Alex nodded in slight understanding. Sam then thought seriously, this sounds familar though? "What's your mom's name? If you don't mind me asking."

"You already asked me for my dad's why would I mind you asking my mom's name?" Both shrugged. "Her name was Ashley, Ashley Cove."

-flashback-

"Sam, Dean I'd like you to meet Ashley Cove. A spirit is in her home and we're here to help her get rid of it. Okay?" Their father had told him and his brother, who were only nine and thirteen at the time.

-flashback ends-

If he remembered correctly, she never stayed in that house again; instead she came with the boys for awhile. Then one day their father took them and they never saw her again and they never knew why.

"Are you okay?" The young boy asked waving a hand in front of Sam's face.

"Huh, huh? Uh yeah." Sam replied looking at the boy, is he the reason dad took us and left? is he... is he my brother?

--end to ch. 3 there are three--

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