Chapter 1 Pilot –Part 1
Authors Note: Welcome! This story is the new version of The Road Never Ends! I hope you enjoy it!
Disclaimer: I do not own Supernatural. I only own the fanfiction.
Spoiler alert of the show Supernatural.
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10 Years Ago,
The Winchester family was a normal family with two parents and three beautiful children. John and Mary had their first boy, Dean, sixteen years old, then Sam, twelve years old and their baby girl, Elizabeth, who had just turned seven months old yesterday. Even with the age difference between the boys and the baby, Mary was happy to see their chemistry and how overprotective both their boys are over her.
Mary Winchester entered the nursery with her baby girl in her arms and Sam following close behind. He kept following his mother everywhere ever since the new member family entered their home. Sam was so excited to be finally a big brother too, he even asked Dean a million questions to be the best big brother. Even though he knew that he could not beat Dean, he was the best.
The twelve years old watched his mother put Elizabeth into her crib, passing a hand on the small fluff of brown hair on her hair.
"Goodnight, love" she whispered then turned her attention to her son "want to say good night?"
Sam smiled and went to the baby and planted a kiss on her forehead.
"Night".
The mother watched her two children with a proud smile, she was not worried that her son was going to be a good brother. She was more worried about Dean because he was way older, he was more than ten years older than his little sister. He has his life, his friends and is even preparing to go on in the adult life. However, he accepted the new family member excitedly.
"Hey, buddy" a deep voice entered the room.
Sam turned around, his smile going even wider at the sight of his father.
"Hi, Dad!" He exclaimed.
"Shush, Sammy" Mary told him, placing her hands on his shoulder "she just fell asleep".
"Sorry" he whispered.
"So what you think? You think Eli's ready to toss a football yet?" John asked his son.
"She won't" Sam answered, looking up at his father "she's a girl, she probably will want to play with dolls".
Before his parents could say anything, Dean came in the room.
"No she'll be a badass kid who will toss football with the men".
Mary chuckled, she knows that with two older brothers and a father, her daughter will maybe like boy stuff growing up. Of course, Mary is going to be there to show her all the girly stuff she wants. The two other times she got pregnant, she wanted a baby girl, she was not disappointed about having two boys and she loves them as much as her baby girl. However, she always wished to have a daughter, and here is Elizabeth Winchester, the little miracle girl.
"Come on now boys, you have school tomorrow" Mary said, pushing her sons outside the room.
Dean grimaced at the thought of going to school, while Sam started talking about his paper he had done on a book he read. Like always, their conversation ended with John telling Dean to stop calling his brother 'geek boy' or other names Mary just laughed at.
The mother stood in front the crib, her smile as big as ever as she watches the little girl sleep peacefully. She felt a pair of hands grab hers from behind which she intertwined between hers.
"Came to say goodnight to Eli" John's rough voice whispered beside her ear.
"Isn't she beautiful" Mary said with tears in her eyes.
"She looks like you" John said, moving beside his wife, his hand still in hers.
"How can you know? I think she looks like Dean when he was a baby".
"I guess we'll see when she gets older" John yawned.
"Well" Mary chuckled "looks like it's someone's bedtime too".
"Got a big day at work" he explained his tiredness.
John leaned over the crib and planted a kiss on his baby's forehead. He told her goodnight and followed his wife out the door.
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In her bed in the master room, Mary was woken up by the cries of her baby coming from the monitor on the nightstand. Half-asleep, she got up on her elbows to turn on the light next to her. She pats the other side of the bed, frowning that her husband was not at his usual place.
"John?"
When she got no response, she got up to go take care of her baby. She walked to her daughter's nursery to find John standing in front of the crib.
"John? Is she hungry?" She asked in a sleepy voice.
As an answer, John turned his head hushing her with his index to his mouth.
"All right".
Seeing that John had everything under control, she walked back towards her room to get some more sleep. Having to take care of three children was not easy, even if her boys would always help her out.
As she walks back to her bedroom, something caught her eyes at the end of the hall, the light they always keep open at night was flickering. She went to it and tapped it a few times until in went back to its normal state.
Mary was going to go back to bed, however, she heard another noise. Her curiosity brought her downstairs, she was only halfway down the stairs where she saw her husband asleep on the couch in front of the television.
Horror stroke her as she understood the man in Elizabeth's nursery was not John Winchester. She sprinted upstairs, shouting her daughter's name over and over again. As she entered the room, she stopped dead in her tracks when she saw the man in front of the little girl's room.
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A piercing scream resonated in the household pulling John Winchester out of his uncomfortable sleep. John had a lot of nightmares, especially when he came back from the war. However, he knew this scream was not a dream.
He ran upstairs, shouting his wife's name his heart beating at an incredible rate. His two sons came out of their room they share, Dean holding his brother protectively behind him.
"Stay in your room" John ordered.
Sam and Dean did not have to be told twice. They got back in their room, closing the door behind them. John looked one last time behind him to make sure they were in safety before running in the baby's room.
The nursery was silent, everything looked normal. John took a few steps to the crib, smiling at the sight of his little baby girl cooing and grabbing her little toes.
"Hey, Eli. You okay?" He asked.
He passes a hand gently on her little head, His smile drops when a dark substance falls on the white sheet next to Elizabeth's head, a substance he knew too well. As he touches it to confirm it is blood, two more drops fell onto the back of his hand.
John slowly looks up, his heart dropping to his stomach as he sees his beautiful wife on the ceiling, her mouth and eyes wide open, her skin as pale as the color white and blood on nightgown on her stomach. Took by the shock, John falls on the floor, his breath caught in his throat.
This had to be a nightmare, at least, this is what John wished at that moment. Especially when Mary caught fire, spreading to the whole ceiling and the walls.
His daughter's cries brought him out of his shock, there is a fire in the house and he has three kids in it.
John got up, adrenaline pumping in his veins. He took his baby and got out of the room to meet his oldest in front the door, staring in fear at the burning ceiling.
"Take your brother and sister outside as fast as you can" John said, giving the baby to him "don't look back! Now, Dean! Go!"
Dean nodded a few times and ran to his room he shares with Sam, holding the baby close to his chest. He took Sam's hand who was sitting in the corner of the room with tears going down his cheeks. The middle child did not ask any questions, he only grabbed his brother's hand as hard as he could and let himself drag downstairs.
The oldest took his siblings outside the burning house, stopping once he reached the lawn. He turned around to see if his father was following, but there was no one but him. Dean saw his father going back to the room, he wanted to go himself, he wanted to save his mother, because she could not die. She was his mother.
John Winchester ran out of the house, pushing his children out of the way just in time. The window to the nursery exploded flames licking the side of the house, destroying everything in its way.
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An hour later, the police and the firefighters managed to take out the fire that destroyed most of the house, but all their belongings. John Winchester sat on the hood of his 1967 black Impala holding Elizabeth in one arm, hugging Sam to his other side while Dean sat beside them, staring at the ground. He could still not believe what happened, but had too, especially when he told Sam about their mother's death.