Dean and Sam are not mine…. (Santa, where are you when I need you?) Jess is not mine either. I do own Julie and Alex though.

-Chapter 10-

Electrical fire, that's what the authorities said.

Dean and Sam were ready to leave when Dean made a little unexpected stop. He parked the car.

"Where are we," Sam asked, obviously confused.

"Julie's sister's house."

Dean didn't have to say any more, as he walked to the door and knocked.

"Hello," said a woman about 30 who opened the door. She was a mirror image of her sister.

"Um… hi. I'm Dean. I was with your sister the other night..." Dean said, his voice trailing off.

"Oh," the woman said, holding back tears.

"I saved something from the fire, I thought Alex might want."

"I'll go get him, wait in here," she said, letting him enter the living room.

A minute later she came back with Alex, a little boy with blonde hair and hazel eyes.

"Alex, this is Dean. He was with your mother the night of the fire. He has something for you," the woman said.

"Hi Alex," Dean said.

"Hi," the boy said shyly.

"I brought you something that I saved from the fire."

Dean opened a bag and took out the picture of Alex and his Mom. A tear came down Alex's face, showing a child who has been through way too much.

"Thanks," Alex said, obviously trying not to cry.

"It's okay to cry. Your mom told me."

The little boy started to cry. Dean hugged him and soothed him by telling him it would be okay.

The boy took the picture and put it on a table. He smiled.

"My mom likes you," said Alex, "You help people."

"Thanks kiddo. You know, you can call me anytime. Your aunt has my number. Okay? We can talk about your mom."

"Yea," the boy said smiling.

"I've got to go Alex. But I'll see you around. Kay?"

"Cool."

"And you watch over your aunt. Promise?"

"Promise."

He looked at Alex's aunt.

"Thank you" she mouthed, a tear coming into her eye.

"See ya around kid," Dean said.

He turned around to see Sam standing in the doorway.

Dean walked outside with his brother, giving Alex and his aunt one last wave.

Once in the car, before they even pulled out of the driveway, Dean said, "If you tell anyone I had another chick moment with a kid, I swear…"

"I know, I know," Sam said, "you're a jerk, ya know that?"

"And you're a bitch."

Dean's cocky smile grinned again, even after the pain.

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