Chapter 14 Continuing
January 24, 1979
"Come on Mary," the man in the mask said, "one more push and that baby boy will be here."
"I can't do this anymore!" the blond woman moaned.
"Come on Mary," a dark haired man said strongly beside her. "Push!"
"You push John!" She screamed at him. "Damn that Eve! Why did she have to eat from that damn tree?"
"Come on Mary," the man in the green mask said, "one more time."
The blond woman leaned forward and with a yell pushed a seven pound eight ounce baby boy into the world. "Good job Mary," the man in the green mask said. "He's perfect. What's his name?"
The man she called John grinned as he stared at the baby wrapped in the blue blanket before he handed him to Mary. "Dean," Mary said. "This is Dean Matthew Winchester Dr. Vandevere."
May 2, 1983
"You ready to meet your brother Dean?" John asked toting the four year old in through the hospital doors.
"Yes sir," the sweet green eyed boy said with a toothless grin.
John pushed a wooden door open and sat Dean down on the floor. "Hi mommy!" he said excitedly.
"Hi Dean honey!" Mary said with a smile. "Are you ready to meet your brother Samuel?"
Dean climbed up on the hospital bed next to Mary and grinned at the baby wrapped in a blue blanket. "Hi Sammy! I'm your brother Dean!"
"Look this way Dean," John said before snapping a picture of the three of them.
September 20, 1983
"Congratulations Ellen!" Dr. Vandevere said with a grin. "It's a beautiful baby girl!"
"Mrs. Singer," the nurse said handing her a bundle wrapped in a pink blanket.
Ellen stared at the precious baby in her arms and teared up. "Do you have a name picked out yet?"
Ellen glanced at Bobby who was propped up with an ice pack on his head. He had not handled the delivery as well as he thought he would. "Don't look at me like that woman, I can't help it that I don't do well with blood."
"I think we'll name her Carrie Beth," Ellen said with a smile.
"Sounds good to me," Bobby said adjusting the ice pack over his eyes.
August 18, 1984
"Ready Dean?" John asked.
"I guess," the five year old said staring up at the brick building.
"I'll be back to pick you up at 3:30. You are going to have a great time Dean."
Dean shrugged his shoulders. "If you say so dad."
John smiled at him. "Let's go meet your teacher champ."
September 13, 1994
"Alright Sammy you ready?" Dean asked.
"Dean I don't want to do this! I hate talking in front of people!"
"Sammy your project is great! Mom and Dad are out there watching. Come on you can handle this!"
Sam sighed. "Alright Dean, but quit calling me Sammy okay. It's Sam."
Dean smiled and went to join his parents in the audience.
Sam stepped up on stage and took a deep breath. "My name is Sam Winchester and I am going to tell you about my science project. I tried to prove whether or not ghosts exist."
October 31, 1995
"Hurry up Dad the trick or treaters will be here soon!" Carrie Beth yelled at her father.
"Calm down young'un' I'm moving as fast as I can!" Bobby Singer rounded the corner and stared at his daughter. "What are you supposed to be?"
"I'm a hunter Dad."
"Carrie Beth darling I hate to tell you but hunters wear camouflage and orange vests, not blue jeans and flannel."
"Not that kind of hunter dad! A monster hunter like in the Supernatural books. The kids that read the books will understand who I'm supposed to be."
"Whatever," Bobby said.
Ellen laughed at him from the front porch. "It's a phase Bobby, she'll grow out of it."
May 23, 1998
"Dean did you grab your cap?" Mary yelled from downstairs.
"Yes mom, I've got my cap, gown, tassel, and sash. Chill out already!"
Dean came down the stairs trying to tie his neck tie. "Dad can you help, this one is longer than I am used too."
John chuckled and took the tie off of Dean's neck. He placed it around his own and quickly tied it into the perfect knot before handing it back to Dean.
"Sam are you dressed?" Mary yelled.
"I'm not going!" Sam yelled back.
"Sam Winchester get your butt down here now!" John yelled.
"Chill out Dad. Let me go talk to him," Dean said before he ran back upstairs.
He found Sam sitting on his bed with a comic book in his hand. "You don't want to watch me graduate?" he asked.
Sam didn't answer. "Come on Sammy! This is a big day for me!"
"Don't call me Sammy!"
"Don't call me Sammy," Dean mimicked.
"Jerk!" Sam yelled.
"Bitch!" Dean yelled back and Sam grinned.
"Why don't you want to go?"
Sam rolled his eyes. "Because this is the last step before you leave for college Dean. I don't want you to go!"
"I won't be that far. Besides you'll be done with high school before much longer and then we can take over the shops together."
"Maybe," Sam said with a huff.
"Get dressed Sammy. We can't be late."
May 21, 2002
"You ready for this Sam?" Dean asked leaning against the door frame of Sam's bedroom.
"Never been readier for anything in my life," Sam said with a grin.
"Law school? Really?"
Sam nodded. "It's what I want Dean."
"I just thought we would run the shops together and take them nationwide."
"Once I graduate I can help you write up the contracts to make that happen Dean."
"Are you at least going to start at Kansas State?"
"Yes Dean, I'll be there with you starting in August. I have to get my pre-law stuff out of the way first."
"Okay baby brother, okay. I just had a plan for us you know and now you're changing it."
"I'm not changing my plans Dean just yours you jerk."
"Bitch."
Sam laughed. "Let's go."
May 22, 2002
"I'm so proud of you baby," Ellen said with a grin and tears in her eyes. "I can't believe you are old enough to graduate from high school!"
"And have a full ride to Kansas State!" Bobby said with pride.
Carrie Beth grinned at both of them. "The future is so bright I've got to wear shades," she said with a laugh.
"Come here and give us a hug you idjit," Bobby said chuckling.
September 10, 2002
"Excuse me," Carrie Beth said to the guy standing in front of the library book she needed. "Do you mind if I grab that book behind you?"
Dean glanced up at her and was suddenly at a loss for words. He opened and closed his mouth like he was planning to say something but his brain wouldn't work. "Habla Española?" Carrie Beth asked.
"What?" Dean said suddenly confused.
"So you do speak English."
"Yeah, um, yes. I'm sorry. You wanted a book from behind where I'm standing," he stepped to the side. "I'm Dean, Dean Winchester."
Carrie Beth grabbed the book quickly causing her charm bracelet to jingle. "Hi," she said suddenly shy, "I'm… Carrie Beth… Carrie Beth Singer."
"Carrie Beth Singer… have we met before? You seem awfully familiar."
"I was thinking the same thing about you Dean Winchester, but I think I would remember meeting a guy as good looking as you."
His cheeks turned a slight color of pink. "I think we should work out this mystery over pizza. Can I pick you up tonight at seven?"
It's was Carrie Beth's turn to blush. "Sure, I'll meet you in front of my dorm. I'm in Wiser Hall."
"Can I get your number? Just in case something comes up."
She wrote her cellphone number down on a book mark that she just so happened to have and his hand brushed against her charm bracelet as he took the book mark from her. "Those are different looking charms," he said staring at her bracelet.
"Ha, yeah, I'm not sure what any of them mean. I've always had it you know."
Dean stared at the bracelet before meeting her eyes again. "I'll see you at seven beautiful?"
"I'll be there with bells on," she replied.
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"Only you could meet a hottie in the library," Joanna Hamill said to Carrie Beth.
"It's weird though Jo, he's so familiar to me you know. It's kind of like déjà vu but there is more too it," Carrie Beth said from their shared closet.
Carrie Beth finally stepped out of the closet holding wearing a knee length pink skirt with white polka dots and a white flutter sleeved V-neck blouse. "What do you think?"
Jo laughed flipping her long brown hair over her shoulder. "You look adorable," she said.
Carrie Beth pouted a moment before she spoke. "I think I look classy," she finally said staring at herself in the mirror.
She slipped on a pair of black strappy heels and grabbed her charm bracelet from the dresser. "I'll see you later," she said to Jo as she left their dorm room.
"Don't do anything I wouldn't do," Jo yelled at her and she laughed.
She walked through the front doors of the Wiser Hall to find Dean already parked and leaning against the hood of a black 1967 Chevy Impala. She grinned when she saw him but that feeling of familiarity swept over her again. Dean, noticing she had gotten a little pale, bolted from the hood of his baby and ran to her. "Carrie Beth are you ok?" he said placing his hands on her shoulders to steady her.
"You ever have déjà vu?" she asked bringing a hand to her face and falling eye to eye with her charm bracelet. "Oh my," she said staring at her charm bracelet and the exact miniature version of the Impala that was parked in front of her.
Dean followed her line of sight and was suddenly swept with the same feeling Carrie Beth had noticed since their first meeting. "I guess we were meant to be," he said fingering the Impala charm on her bracelet. "And this one looks like a piece of pie. That is my absolute favorite food on the face of the Earth. What's this one?" he asked holding the devils trap in between his fingers.
"Um…" she blushed. "It's a… an anti-possession symbol."
"A what?" he said with a grin.
"An anti-possession symbol. It's an old wives tale that this figure is capable of preventing someone from becoming possessed by a demon."
"You believe in that stuff?"
Carrie Beth twisted her lips around and couldn't meet his eyes. "I believe it to an extent. I did my senior project on the occult and there is a lot of information out there. I know it sounds crazy."
"My birthstone is a garnet," he said taking her attention back to the charm bracelet. "Where did you get this thing?"
"I've always had it," she said meeting is gaze with difficulty. "I don't ever remember a time when I didn't have it and I've been wearing it for just as long."
Dean shook off the feeling that was developing around his heart and his head. "Let's go grab some pizza and you can tell me more about this occult study."
"Or we could talk about our families," she said with a giggle. "Although either subject might scare you off."
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The pizza place just off campus wasn't crowded since it was a Thursday night. Dean ordered them a thin crust pepperoni and tucked them into a booth near the back of the restaurant. "Are you from Kansas?" he asked.
"Yeah, born and raised. My parents have a salvage yard in Dodge City. Which by the way your car is awesome. The 67 was a great year model and it's easy to find replacement parts because the 69 is so similar."
"Marry me now woman. You are beautiful and you can talk about cars, you are my teenage wet dream come true!"
She giggled. "I learned a lot in the yard. What about you?"
"Kansas born and raised alright. My dad has a line of auto body shops across the state that I'm going to take over when I graduate. My brother, Sam, he's here at state too but he's just passing through on his way to Stanford."
"Stanford? Really, that's awesome. Law I assume?"
"Yeah, I thought we were going to run the business together, but he has other ideas."
"He your only sibling?"
"Yep. Of course I think we were more than enough, we, uh, gave our parents several gray hairs over the years."
"I'm an only child, but I know what you mean. My dad's favorite phrase was to call me an 'idjit' before wrapping me in a hug."
A memory tugged at Dean that he couldn't quite get ahold of at the mention of the word idjit, but he pushed it away. "What's you plan for school?"
"I'm doing my pre-reqs for nursing school right now. I'll start the full program in the fall."
"Hmmm, sexy nurse, this just gets better by the minute."
Carrie Beth blushed at that statement. "I like to make you blush," Dean said with a smirk that revealed a dimple and a memory that Carrie Beth couldn't quite get a hold of in her mind.
"Dean!" a tall gangly boy with shaggy brown hair was making his way toward their table with a cute blond girl behind him.
"Sam!" Dean slipped out of booth and wrapped his brother in a hug. "Jessica," he said to the blond before wrapping her in a hug. "I still think you are way out of my brother's league."
"Dean," Sam said motioning towards Carrie Beth.
"Oh, this is Carrie Beth Singer. We met this morning at the library."
"You two want to join us?" Carrie Beth asked.
She switched sides of the booth so that she was seated next to Dean and Jessica and Sam slid into the other side. Dean held her hand under the table and she felt butterflies in her stomach. What was happening to her? She suddenly had that déjà vu feeling again and grasped hold of a memory with Sam and Dean sitting around a table filled with books. They were older and a dark haired man in a trench coat was pacing back and forth. But as quick as the memory appeared it was gone.
The two couples shared the pizza and a pitcher of beer that Carrie Beth and Jessica did not partake. They talked about childhoods and plans for after college and Carrie Beth learned that Dean would be graduating at the end of the year. "I want to hear more about this occult project you did," Sam said seriously. "I did a science project about ghosts in the fifth grade but I didn't look into demons and monsters."
"You really want to hear about this nonsense?" Carrie Beth said. "I think you guys are just going to pick on me."
"Ok, ok, what made you chose the occult?" Sam asked. "Answer that question."
Carrie Beth rolled her eyes. "It was a story my grandmother told me growing up."
They all looked at her expectantly. "Ok… well, it was a story about the birth of light that swept the darkness from Earth. See at one time on Earth monsters were real. They had been set free from the gates of purgatory by jealous angels. God tried to destroy them but like cockroaches they kept coming back even after Noah's flood and the plagues."
They were all staring at her intently. "Go on," Dean said.
She sighed and blushed again. "So God created the one true pairing that would marry in his eyes only and produce a child that would light the Earth and destroy all of the darkness. That's why there aren't vampires, shape-shifters, and werewolves today. It's a kid's story but it piqued my interest and I built a project around it when I was in high school. I got the highest grade in the class," she added sheepishly.
"That's cool," Dean said. "You are also a nerd. I'm building quite a fantasy bank here Carrie Beth."
She blushed again and had to stare at the table to get it under control. "There's a party tomorrow night," Jessica said, changing the subject. "It's at my sorority house if you guys want to come. Maybe we can talk about you pledging Carrie Beth."
"Can't and you can't either Sam," Dean said. "We've got to go home this weekend. It's mom and dad's anniversary and there's a big party for their 30th."
"Shit, I forgot," Sam said. "Sorry Jess but I can't miss this they would kill me."
Jess pouted for a moment. "I understand but I don't have to like it. Carrie Beth these Winchester boys love their parents and if you are going to be a part of this crew you better get used to it fast."
"I think I can handle that," she said with a smile.
"You say that now, just wait till you meet Mrs. Mary. These are her boys and she wants to make sure they are well taken care of by their significant others."
"Jess!" Sam said. "Don't talk about my mother that way!"
"It's the truth! She asked me two dozen questions when you took me home the first time and all of them were about my ability to take care of you! My parents were not nearly that intense."
"How long have you guys been dating that you have both already met parents?" Carrie Beth asked.
"Only three months, but if you go out with a Winchester more than once Mrs. Mary and Mr. John have to meet you. My parents are the same way though."
"I'll admit my folks are protective, but when you have such good looking sons you have to make sure that girls are not only after one thing." Dean said eyeing Carrie Beth. "So do you want too?"
"Want to what?"
"Come home with me this weekend and meet my folks."
"Does this mean you are planning on a second date with me?"
"And a third, and a fourth, and so on."
Carrie Beth nodded. "Sure I just need to know what to wear. I want to impress your mom."
"Don't worry about that, impressing me is enough."
Jessica scoffed across the table. "Yeah right Dean! No worries Carrie Beth I'll help you."
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Dean pulled up in front of Carrie Beth's dorm and put the car in park. "This really is a nice car," she said running her hand over the leather seat.
"Are you saying you only like me for my car?"
"Who says I like you at all Dean?"
"Touché."
She watched him for a moment before scooting closer to him. "I do like you though and for more than your car or your good looks, although they are definitely both pluses."
"I like you too," he said meeting her gaze.
She licked her lips and watched him for a moment and when he didn't say anything else she broke the ice. "So are you going to kiss me or what?"
"Yes… yes ma'am," he said before pressing his lips to hers.
There was a bright light then that filled the car and both of them were filled with memories they had been trying to grasp. "Dean?" she said pulling back from him.
"Carrie Beth… do you… do you remember?"
"Oh Dean," she said flinging herself into his arms. "We did it! We changed the timeline and we found each other! And the bracelet made it through… I can't believe it!"
Dean kissed her passionately. "I can't… I can't believe this is real. Am I really getting a happy ending? Is Sam?"
Carrie Beth wiped the tears away from his cheeks. "I think we're getting a happy beginning Dean."
~FIN~
Authors Note:
I have been a Supernatural Fan from the beginning and while I have to binge watch seasons now a days there was a time that I never missed an episode. I love Sam and Dean and while some fans might want to see them go out in a blaze of glory, I have only ever wanted a happy ending for them. I may write some one-shots about other characters, but this will always be the main story. I hope you enjoyed reading this tale! Please review and if there is a specific character you want to know about in this new timeline drop me a note and I'll write the story! Thanks for your support! AA