AN: Goooooooooood evening my Imperial Storm Army. You guys rock! The responses I got were amazing! Thank you! And I see I got some new Dark Side Jedis! Welcome you guys! Lol. I apologize guys. I meant to have this up last night but all time has been slipping away from me and real life has been kicking my ass. The last few days I feel like giving up and dropping off the face of planet. But you guys and my kiddos (Sam, Dean, and Cas) to think about and to write for, and you guys keep me going. :) So I love you all! By the way, got a new story I'm experimenting on, it'll be on the board sooner or later. Just deciding on a few new things. Anyways. If I happen to disappear for a few days, I'm probably out on a rampage because real life sucks. So on Facebook I asked you guys should I go on with little Sam or jump ahead to the future? One you responded that in the beginning we a healthy little Sam and then the jump to the future. I liked that idea so we're gonna roll with it! Here we go! When we last saw our heroes, Dean summond a dark angel instead of a demon and gave up his humanity to save his brother! Let's see how Sammy is!
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Big Brother's Got Ya Sammy.
The next morning Dean woke to the sounds of his father talking to someone on the phone. He rolled over expecting to feel Sam next to him and panicked when he didn't. He bolted up and looked around the room and saw Sam coming out of the bathroom.
"Dean! Guess what!? I'm all better!" Sam said cheerfully.
"That's great buddy! You look better too." Dean said looking over his Sam.
"Dean?" Asked Sam.
"Yeah?" Dean asked.
"Mommy said hi and everything's okay now." Sam said softly.
Dean looked at Sam and shuddered at the thought of how close his Sammy came to death. He wasn't really happy being a monster, but relieved and happy that his baby was all better.
"She's right Sammy. Everything's okay now." Dean said.
"Come on you two. Pastor Jim wants us at his place ASAP." John said packing. "He wants to see how Sam is along with other uncles."
Sam and Dean looked at each other started packing. When they were at Pastor Jims he called Sam's recovery a miracle.
Dean called it looking after his baby. Now the hard part was going to be hiding his demoness from his dad. Sam was smart and would eventually figure out. But their dad on the other hand. Plus if their dad found out he had no doubt Sam would be taken from him, and that's a no no.
"De! Come play outside with me!" Sam called.
"Coming!" Dean called back.
He cross those roads when they came to them. For now his boy wanted to play, and he was going to play.
The two were blissfully unaware what the future would hold for them.
Eighteen years later
Dean held a crying Sam in his lap protectively. After selling his humanity he had grown more protective and possessive of his Sam.
Tonight however. He was more so than ever. His baby witnessed something he never wanted him too, and he nearly died. Sam never liked fire and it tonight was anything Sam was going to hate it, like thunderstorms.
"Shh. Baby boy. Shhh. I got you. I got you. Big brother's here. I'm right here." Dean cooed, trying to soothe the boy.
"D De...I-I...couldn't save her." Sam wailed.
"I know buddy. I know." Dean whispered as he now rocked the boy and rubbed his back.
"Jess. I want Jess." Sam cried.
Dean just rocked and whispered to Sam. It broke his heart to see him like this.
"D De...I want to go home.." Sam sobbed.
"Where's home Sammy?" Dean asked. "Anywhere you want. Just tell me where."
Sam got up shakingly and walked out to the Impala. He sank into the back seat and curled into an impossibly small ball. He heard Dean open the door and lift his upper body into his lap and began stroking his hair.
"Where's home buddy?" Dean asked.
"H here. Right here." Sam choked out.
The Impala had always been a home to Sam and right now he just wanted to lay there and let the comforts of home soothe him along with his big brother. He snuggled further into his brother taking in his comfort.
"Dean?" Sam asked.
"Yeah kiddo?" Dean asked.
"I don't like fire." Sam said.
"Me either baby boy. Me either." Dean said.
Dean sensed how exhausted his charge was and hummed ACDC and continued carding a hand through his brothers long hair until he had fallen asleep.
He tightened his hold on his baby when a figure appeared in the front seat.
"Dean." The figure said.
"What Cas?" Dean asked. Castiel was an angel Dean had met while Sam was away at college.
"Samuel's in danger." Cas said.
"What do you mean?" Dean asked. He shushed Sam gently when he got restless as if sensing the angels presence.
"I don't know, but he's in danger. And be wary of your father. I think he suspects something." Cas warned.
"Thanks for the heads up." Dean said.
"Is he alright?" Cas asked concerned about the boy in his brothers lap.
"He'll be fine. I'll make sure of it. Just a rough night is all." Dean said.
Castiel nodded and took off. Dean sighed. What was after his brother? And what did father suspect? He knew Sam suspected something. But his father? He had taken great care not show any of his demon side.
"This just gets better and better." Dean said.
Sam got restless again and whimpered slightly.
"Ssh. I got ya. Big brother's always got ya." Dean soothed.
Tonight was going to be a long night. Good thing demons don't need sleep.
Oh boy! First we get a healthy Sam then this nonsense! Poor Sammy. And aww Dean! Being such a momma bear.
Until Next Time! *plays on my piano to forget about reality*