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The Winchester brothers were living in another room of another crappy motel. Sam was sleeping on one of the grubby motel beds, his breathing light and even. Dean could see that Sam was getting some much needed sleep. He'd been having nightmares lately and Dean wished that he could help Sam but he couldn't. This was something that Sam had to work through by himself. Life was so much easier before mom died, Dean thought. He could still remember his mother now, he could also remember the Christmas before she died. Everything had been so happy. So normal.
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It was cold and white outside and the daylight was fading. A 4 year old Dean Winchester could see Christmas decorations adorning the houses in the street. The Winchester household had joined in the festivities and put up some colourful Christmas lights. Dean had watched his Dad putting the lights up on the roof.
"Pass me those colourful ones over there little man." John Winchester said as he stepped down off the ladder.
Dean did as he was told. He walked over to the front stoop and picked up a box of colourful lights.
"These ones Daddy?" Dean asked, his eyes wide.
"Yup, those ones Deany." John said.
Dean tottered over to his father who had squatted down to Dean's height.
"You want to help me put these lights in those bushes over there?" John said pointing to some shrubs below the window.
"Okay Daddy." Dean said, tottering over to the bushes, still holding the box of fairy lights in his hands.
John watched his son put the box of lights down on the ground and turn around.
"You coming Daddy?"
"Yeah, son. I'm coming." John stood up and helped his son string a strand of lights through the bushes.
"You want to go and get mommy?" John asked. "We'll show her the lights."
Dean ran off to get his mother as fast as his little 4 year old legs would carry him. Soon after he reappeared with his mother in tow. She stood out on the lawn next to John and Dean.
"Look mommy!" Dean said delightedly.
Mary could see the house covered in flashing lights in an assortment of colours.
"Did you do all this Deany?" Mary asked, looking at her son.
"Daddy helped." Dean said earnestly.
John chuckled.
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