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Butterfly heaven: Thanks. I will.
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Life With Derek belongs to Disney. Supernatural belongs to the WB. Inspired by Charles Dickens "A Christmas Carol".
Meanwhile, Nora and George were in the attic, getting more ornaments. The two grabbed a large box and took it downstairs. With a sigh, the two placed the box on the table.
"Okay, kids. More ornaments," Nora stated.
"Yay!" Lizzie, Edwin, and Marti chorused. Sam and Dean chuckled. They watched as the younger ones took the ornaments and hung them up. Then, Dean was hit with a memory.
"Mommy! Daddy!" a young Dean cried happily.
"Dean," Mary laughed, taking him into her arms.
"When's Sammy gonna be here?" Dean whined. She and John laughed.
"Someone can't wait to be a big brother," the woman stated.
"Can't hardly blame him," was her husband's response. A jab in the side pulled Dean out of his reverie.
"Dude, you all right?" Sam wondered.
"Fine," Dean answered roughly. Sam watched as everyone chose something to hang on the tree. His mind went back to the last Christmas he had spent with his brother and father.
"You boys ready?" John asked.
"Yes, sir," nineteen-year old Dean and seventeen-year old Sam chorused. The threesome cocked their weapons.
"Wait until the Sasquatch is right in front of ya," John reminded them. Sam resisted the urge to roll his eyes. There was a roar!
"Derek! Cut it out!" Casey's shrill shriek broke through Sam's daydream. Derek was laughing and holding a wooden dog above his head.
"Derek, stop it!" Casey cried. Derek just laughed.
"Hey, come on, man! Cut it out!" Dean said sharply. For an answer, Derek tossed the ornament through the air.
"Edwin, catch!" he called. The boy went to grab it. However, the dog slipped through his fingers and landed on the floor, shattering.