I sat there in my room, staring at the floor. A drink hanging from my hand. This probably wasn't the best thing I should be doing if I wanted to see them again. I stared at the pictures Mary gave me, the ones of my boys. Only they were different. Dean's hair is darker now, shorter. Sam is unrecognizable, hazel eyes and looks like his hairs pretty long, if not for that hat. I went by Dean's school this morning, just to see where he was living. I saw him, sitting under teh bleachers, drinking. Looks like my worst fear was coming true. I didn't want Dean to be like me.

I screwed up I screwed up big. I never meant to leave them alone for that long, I messed up.

I missed out on so much, I missed Dean growing up. Sammy, O god Sammy. I missed everything. I missed his first steps his first word, then after I left I missed his first day of school and when he lost his first tooth.

I didn't want to miss anymore.

I needed to talk to Sam and Dean's Foster Parents. They wanted to adopt them. I missed out.

I grabbed the phone off the coffee table and dialed the number the social worker gave me. What I did was wrong and I wanted to make it right.

"Mike hey Its, Micheal Colt.. Um can we talk".


"That's the Phone!", Mary yelled. I huffed and got up off the couch and grabbed the phone.

"I'm Sam this is the Winchester's house", I recited into the phone. Mary and John had said thats how we greet people on the phone but Dean said hey is just as good.

"Hey Sam", Mike said a bit hesitantly.

"Hi Mike", I said happily. Dean said we need to seem as happy as we can when we talk to Mike or he might take us away.

"Is Mary or John there", He asked.

"Yeah let me get them", I said before moving the phone away from my mouth, "MARY MIKE"S ON THE PHONE", I yelled. "She's coming".

She came into the kitchen and scowled at me,"Sam please keep your voice down", She sighed taking the phone from my hand.

"Sorry", I murmured.

I watched her talk on the phone and then her face scrunched up.

"Sam go play in your room or outside", She said quietly.

"Bu-".

"Sam please", she insisted.

With that I turned and ran out of the kitchen and up there stairs.


I was stretched out on my bed listening to Metallica when my bed dipped and Sam was shaking my shoulder.

"Whats wrong", I mumbled taking out my ear buds.

"Mary's on the phone with Mike", He said worriedly. I frowned.

"Mike calls all the time", I assure him.

"But she never sends us away", He said sarcastically.

"Jerk", I mumbled getting up, "Stay here".

With that I left him on the bed and went downstairs.

Down stairs I peeked around the corner to listen as Mary talked to Mike. She was pacing back and forth as she listened.

"No.. No Mike, I don't want to share them", She said loudly. Share us.. who the heck does she have to share us with.

"No I haven't even talked to them about it yet".. A ha.

"Dean might not even agree to this... Of coarse has a choice!", She spat into the phone. She was really angry about what ever this is.

"Its been ten years Mike.. Nobody gets to abandon there children for ten years and then just pop back into there lives".

Then I was sitting on the stairs, my head in my hands. Who else could it be but him. I told myself when I was little that he was lost and he'd come back and get us. Then when I learned he was in jail I figured we'd wait until he got out. Then sure enough two years later he got out and didn't even try to see us. Now he thinks he can come back, thinks he gets another chance. How the heck am I gonna tell Sam, he's upstairs right now worried there gonna take us away, he might be right.

I stood up from my place at the stairs and walked right past Mary headed for the door.

"Crap! Dean wait", She called after me.

But I didn't stop, there was one person I wanted to see right now. I didn't want to be here, didn't want them telling me it was OK. I wanted to talk to someone who was as in the dark as I was.

"Dean.. where are you going", Cas asked as I walked past him in the living room.

"Danny's", I said bluntly, grabbing my shoes and jacket in the door way and heading outside. I listened as Mary called after me, then started talking to Cas. I just kept going.

Danny's house was a ten minuet walk from mine, if I cut through some peoples yards.

I knocked on her door and stuck my hands in my pockets, pacing around her porch. Coming strait through the front door was risky, Fathers were my worst nightmare.

But of course this time it was the mother. She had red hair like Danny but blue eyes and Danny had brown.

"Um.. Hello young man", She greeted polity. I screwed up.. where's a hole I can crawl into.

"Hi... is Danny home", I asked hopefully. Parents were never my strong suit, I made that clear to Dan when we started dating. Its been three months and I still haven't met her parents. I didn't even know if they knew I existed.. funny she's met mine... no she met John and Mary.

"Who might you be", She said curiously.

"A friend from school", I answered.

I watched her size me up and automatically I wished I'd payed attention to what I came with. A kid with a leather jacket, ripped jeans, messed up hair and shadows under his eyes.. I'd call the cops on me to.

"Uhuh.. Whats your name", She asked.

"Dean..".

"I don't think I've heard of you.. LUKE COME HERE", She yelled. I jumped a little at her sudden out burst.

I gulped as a man came to the door, about John's size with blond hair and brown eyes.

"Yes", He asked coming to stand behind her and sending me a confused look.

"This is Dean, Danny's friend", She said pointedly.

"O.. I see". This is how I die. He just stands there, staring at me. I'm OK at fighting but this guys gonna crush me.

"Is she home", I asked again.

"How old are you Dean", Luke asked bluntly. I didn't blame him for that I didn't look 15.

"15".

"I'm not sure I've seen you around before where do you live".

"Um.. A couple houses down that way, The Winchester place", I answered. If I knew they were gonna be grilling me I would've just went to school.

"I wasn't aware the Winchesters had children", He frowned.

"Foster Kid", I said hesitantly. Really didn't want to lie this time.

I saw concern fly over his face right away.

When Danny appeared behind them I started rethinking maybe there was a god.

"Dean! Hey", She said surprised, squeezing between her parents.

"Danny, Who's your friend", Her mother asked carefully.

"This is Dean.. We..", She stuttered looking at me panicked.

"Well, Dean. Why don't you come inside", Her Mother asked nicely.

Yep.. I'm very screwed.


He had to know this was coming. I figured since there was some heavy stuff on the way i could throw in something light... Like meeting her parents.. bad choice.