I thought I would post this early as it is not really a chapter. iIt is a flash-back. Not much to do with the fanfic but I thought this was kind of sweet and sad. I love it and I hope you like it.

Flashback:

Sam sat up in bed. He had wide eyes and sweat on his forehead, making his hair damp. His eyes were bloodshot and tears stained his face. He was shaking from the cold and fear of the shadows of his dream. He looked around worried. His eyes searching the room to find the one person who was always there for him. "Dean, Dean. Dean where are you?" Sam said quietly. Worried the monsters would come back. The sound of running footsteps came from the other room and Dean's face appeared from the doorway. He looked worried when he saw the state of his brother. He went to the bed and sat there with Sam. Pulling him into his lap and reassuring the younger boy.

"I'm here Sam. Don't worry. I'll always be here for you Sam." Dean quietly calmed the boy down. "What did you see this time?"

"I saw mum. I saw her on the ceiling. She was burning and blood was coming from her stomach. It was running through the bed gown and dripping onto me. She was screaming as she burnt. It all seemed so real. I couldn't move and I could stop it. I tried to call out for someone to help but nothing came out of my mouth. I couldn't stop it. The pain that was on her face. I couldn't stop it. I couldn't help her." Sam started crying again and Dean pulled him further onto his lap.

"It's alright Sam. It was just a nightmare." The guilt was written across deans face as he lied to his baby brother about where their mum was. But he knew he couldn't tell Sam where their mum was. It would break him. Knowing it was all real. The dreams, the monsters that Sam saw. "I've got an idea. How about we both go into the front room, and we can wait for dad to get home. How does that sound?"

"Won't he be angry that we aren't in bed?"

"I'll make sure he isn't angry at you."

"What about you. He will be angry at you."

"You don't need to worry about me Sammy. I can take care of myself."

"I know you can Dean." Dean smiled when his brother said this. It was just like Sam to worry about nothing.

"Shall we go? We can put on your favourite program."

"Really?" Sam's face looked more normal and Dean thought the worst was over for that night. "Dean can we really?"

"Yes Sam."

"Where is mum?" This was a question that Sam normally asked. This time Dean couldn't bring him self to lie he swallowed thickly, thinking of what to tell Sam. "Is mum okay?" Sam asked looking worried.

"I don't know Sam. I'm sorry."

"It's okay Dean. I've got you and dad." Dean hugged his baby brother and smiled into his curls.

"You've got me and dad. We won't ever leave you Sam."

"I know you won't."

"Let's go. We have a carton of ice cream to eat before dad gets home." Sam smiled and followed Dean happily.