Baby Brother

Abby Ebon

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Sammy, for someone so smart- can be naive.

He still seeks out the good in people, still trusts them and their opinions- even if we can fool them every time with flashy titles and fake ID's.

Well mostly fool them.

A person is smart- people are another story. Sammy's always been special; the visions are only a small part of that- that's why I've got to protect him from more then just the supernatural monsters.

Dad understood that.

I worry about the other Hunters- I mean there have to be others out there. Dad couldn't have been the only one. I'm not nearly as clueless as I pretend to be.

Sad fact is- if there are others- and if they are like Dad.

Dad, who fought against all supernatural things- even, at times- the dangerous human ones Sammy can never know about.

If they, like Dad did- like I'm supposed to, fight all supernatural things- not just the monsters…and if they find out about Sammy. Well we'll just keep traveling, I won't let them get the chance to catch up and hurt him.

I promised Dad I'd protect him.

I will, even if Dad didn't know Sammy would become something of the supernatural himself.

Although truthfully- at night- or while I'm driving down the road with Sammy in the passenger side… I wonder…I wonder if I did the right thing.

If taking Sammy and dragging him along with me is something Dad would have approved of.

Dad made me promise to protect Sammy. I can't do that when I'm fighting things that creep- in- the- night halfway across the country- and Sammy's in college.

If something happened to him- if something went after him…I would never get there in time- and if something happened to Sammy, never mind Dad- I would never forgive myself.

When there was Dad and I- one of us would travel out to follow a lead- and the other would watch Sammy's back, even if he never knew it.

Another secret- another thing my baby brother won't find out if I can help it.

At the same time if he still was in college- I'd know he'd be out of the way. The monsters wouldn't go after him when he does something stupid- out of a desire to protect me or some victim.

Then again some Hunter could move into 'our' tuff- and find out about Sammy. That is if his abilities had manifested while I was away on some hunt. It's not unheard of. Dad and I did it all too often.

One of things Dad and I took leads about when Sammy was in college was Hunters that might have hid supernatural occurrences and buried them instead of getting rid of them.

The guilt never really got to you- they weren't normal, you never really saw them as human. Because most of the monsters took a human form and you just kind of got used to it after a while.

Then Sammy and his visions dropped on me like a ton of bricks- I had killed people like him for less. Well, not really- because more often then not they'd killed someone before we got there- whither it was on purpose or accidental didn't really matter.

That put them, though they were 'human' in the same category as the monsters- at least as far as most Hunters were concerned.

Now it makes me wonder if some the monsters are as evil as Dad told me they were. Or if they were doing what came naturally to them.

I can't have doubts like that. I have to believe deep down that I'm doing the right thing. That protecting Sammy- my baby brother, is also the right thing.

I wonder if Dad knew what he was asking me- to protect Sammy.

Protect him from monsters in the night. Protect him from people that might hurt him. Protect him from Hunters who might have helped us otherwise.

Yet…I am taking him with me, which might put him in even more danger- by bringing him with me on hunts. Not just from the monsters either- the other unknown Hunters.

Yet I'll take him with me more then just to keep him safe- but to keep me sane.

I need him more then he'll ever know. Then I'll ever let him know- if I can help it. Sam's my baby brother- and he's the only one who knows the real me. Other then Dad- but even Dad has his delusions about what I am.

Not just the nice-guy, flirty, strong-and-silent-type mask.

Not just the muscle to the brains.

Not just the Hunter.

That all what Dad taught me to be- to seem 'normal' to a world that doesn't recognize- or even admit, the existence of the stuff of nightmares.

I can fool anyone- but not Sammy. He's seen me at my best and worst moments- and lived through it. With Dad you don't show him anything- you follow his orders and everything will be alright in the end.

It's easy to let him take control of a situation.

That's why he and Sammy don't get along- they both want some measure of control- and Sammy can't have that when Dad's ordering us- or mostly me, around.

I can live with that.

I can't live with how it rips this family apart around its already frayed edges when they fight. It hurts something deep inside, something I can't name but Sammy probably could.

If it comes down to it -it'll be Sammy I stand by in the end.

I promised Dad I'd protect him- and I will, even if Dad doesn't want me to anymore. Because I am a Hunter- and its Sammy and his strange visions I have to protect- even if it goes against what Dad taught me.