Later that Night
"That's all the houses in the area." John marked off.
The pair were leaning against the car. The day had consisted on knocking on the door about twenty people, being feed lunch twice and having Matt's cheeks pinched by a few old ladies who thought he was "adorable" to which Matt replied "you should see my little brother Sammy, now that's someone whose adorable."
"What now?" Matt asked.
"We wait."
"For what exactly? How do we know if we're going to see it?" asks Matt.
"Pastor Jim called Caleb to look after Sammy and Dean-
"Oh I'm sure Ace loved that one." Matt snorts out.
If there was one thing Dean hated it had to be babysitters. Even before the fire, Matt could recall Dean pitching a fit and latching onto their mom's leg when she tried to leave, or a different time when he chased a babysitter through the motel room holding a bunch of warms.
"Pastor Jim got worried, man needs to stop worrying it's gonna kill him. I'm going to call Caleb the three of us will split up, cover more ground that way."
"Split up?" Matt choked out.
This wasn't his first hunt, but the mere thought of not having his gigantic father standing next to his side protecting him scared him shitless. It was a comforting thought that he wasn't only watching his back, but his father was too.
"Matthew your little sister is dying. Do you understand this? If we don't find and kill the thing that hurt her!" John roared grabbing his son's shoulders looking as if he had gone mad, "I can't lose her! I can't!"
Matt gulped. The pair were getting strange looks from the bystanders. John released his son slowly, keeping his arms near his shaking son.
"I'm sorry." He whispered.
"It's okay. Didn't hurt me." Matt brushed off.
"You'll be okay right? Shoot first…
"Ask questions later?" Matt and John finished together.
Matt smiled, "I'll be fine Dad, I've had a good teacher."
Matt wasn't sure if he was more trying to convince his father or himself, but slowly he felt his courage growing.
"That's my boy." John whispered.
SPNSPN
"Who was on the phone?" asks Dean dressed in a pair of boxers with a faded t-shirt that was once Matt's, he folded his arms.
"Your father. He needs help on the hunt." Caleb placed more silver bullets into his hand gun.
"Does he need my help? I'm a good shot." Dean quickly offered.
Caleb shook his head, "sorry, shortie. Didn't ask for you."
Dean's expression fell. Damn Winchesters and their pouty faces, Caleb thought to himself.
"But who would watch Sammy if we left? You know that kid gets himself hurt more than anyone I've ever seen."
Dean chuckled, "and he runs pretty fast too."
"And climbs the wrong things," Caleb adds grabbing his duffel, "be safe okay?"
\ "Will be."
"See you soon Midget!"
Dean rolled his eyes at the offensive name, "good bye Caleb."
The door slammed behind him. Dean watched from the window as Caleb got into his ugly truck and drive away.
"Dean?" a little voice calls out making Dean jump.
"Sammy I didn't know you were awake."
Sam stood rubbing his eyes, clutching one of Noah's stuffed animals, "I miss No-No. She always tells me a story when I wake up from a bad dream."
"You had a bad dream?" asks Dean.
Sam nodded.
"How about I tell you a story?"
"Okay." Sam nodded rubbing his right eye.
SPNSPN
Caleb pulled up to the street corner John had told him too, sitting in front of their black car was John with his as Caleb liked to call clone. The resemblance between the two was uncanny, eerie almost. John's clone was loading a sawed off shotgun. John handed him a piece of paper scribbled with street names.
"Meet back here in five hours," John handed each a walkie talkie, "stay safe Mattie okay?"
John could still remember the day he sent Matt off to pre-school, Mary was just over five months pregnant with Dean. When his then three-year-old son saw all the toys waiting for him he released his grip on their hands and raced away.
"He'll be fine." Mary told him, tears brimming in her eyes her hands resting on her slightly protruding belly.
He had paused but added, "course he will, he's a Winchester after all."
"Yes sir." Matt told him.
John wrapped his oldest in a tight embrace. Hugs after the fire had become more rare, it was a sad fact but most of the time they got hugs was after nightmares. Especially Sam's who had always seemed so vivid.
"Not to break up this sweet family moment but can we please got going?"
The three began to walk down separate blocks looking for signs of anything. Matt watched as his father and Caleb disappeared behind houses and trees before walking forward really feeling alone. His heart bounded in his chest as everything became a sign, he felt so stupid when he pointed a gun at a stray cat who hissed at him. Matt stared upwards he wasn't one for praying but maybe just maybe she'd hear him Mommy, please let Dad or Caleb find the monster and Noah be all right? s
Five hours later the sun was rising, and no one had seen anything.
"We must have missed something!" John roared.
SPNSPN
"How many brothers and sisters do you have?" asks Noah intently watching and waiting for his answer.
"I have three, cept I've got three sisters. I was the same position in the family as you too."
"Position?" asks Noah confused.
"Birth-order. It went my sisters Daphne, Elizabeth, me and Eileen. Just as in your family it goes Matthew, Dean, you and Samuel."
"Oh!" Noah cried her lips forming a perfect oh, "what's your favorite color?"
"Orange."
Noah flinched, "my mommy died in orange."
Tom frowned for a minute before the pieces drew together in his mind, her mother must have died in a fire of some sorts, "do you remember it?"
Noah shakes her head, "but my brothers tell me. And sometimes after my daddy drinks his juice for grownups he'll scream her name and about fire. I'm suppose to keep this a secret, Sammy thinks she died in a car accident. I wish I could remember my mommy like Matt and Dean do, but I was too little when she went up to heaven."
He would need to pull a lot of strings, but Tom had decided he would let this sweet little child see her mother.
"I'll be right back okay?"
"Okay."
Over his many years in reaping he had befriended one other angel, who was positioned on Earth. Bitter and old, he was. But he did owe Tom a favor.
"Reaper." Aaron greeted him.
"Angel, I have a favor to ask of you."
The pair were standing in the middle of an intersection invisible to the ongoing traffic.
"You owe me." Tom added.
SPNSPN
"Your second child?" asks John.
The man was middle-aged, clearly having lost sleep. He buried his face in his hands.
"Yes my second son! What about this isn't clear to you?"
Caleb tapped John's shoulder, and jabbed his finger over his back. John followed him outside.
"That house was the third on the pentagram, the first two there's already two children in that household that are sick. What if it's going after siblings?"
John felt his heart sink, "Dean and Sam!"
SPNSPN
"You're too heavy to sit on my lap Sammy," Dean whispered into his brother's hair, "and you have a really boney ass!"
Sammy gasped, "don't say ass say butt Dean. Ass is a bad word."
Dean rolled his eyes, "you have been spending way too much time with Pastor Jim."
The door flew open, John, Caleb and Matt came running in after having speeding home the whole way. John sighed in relief at the sight of his two boys healthy, safe and alive on the sofa.
"Daddy!" Sam cried hoping off Dean's lap and hugging his father.
John could feel his heart still pounding in his chest, he reached down to scope his youngest son up into his arms. Sam instantly wrapped his arms around John's neck, balancing Sam on his other hip John motioned for Dean to come.
"Really?" asks Dean.
John nodded and Dean walked into his arms, feeling quite childish but enjoying it none the less. The thought of losing them scared John more than he'd ever admit.
"Are you okay Daddy? You have tears." Sam placed his chubby finger on the tear dribbling down his father's cheek.
"I'm just glad the two of you are okay." John squeezed them both to him.
"Can't breathe Daddy!" Sam giggled out.
John placed the pair back onto their feet, "are the two of you okay? Anything happen last night?"
Sam's eyes light up, "Dean and I watched thunder cats! And he told me a story!"
John and Dean locked eyes, and relief washed over him. But not for too long as a little voice reminded him the time was ticking for Noah….tick, tick,tick. It was in that moment of desperation he knew his sons would have to be bait next, it tore his hear into two thinking about placing them into danger but it was his only choice. Right? Again he could hear a part of him telling him how reckless it was, and this voice always sounded like Mary's. I'm sorry honey, but I have to save our little girl. I won't let anything happen to Sammy or Dean promise. John vowed inside his head.
SPNSPN
The woman resembled Noah, or rather it was the other way around Tom thought to himself. The only difference between the two Tom could note was the skin color, Noah's was a few shades darker still pale but not as porcelain as her mother's.
"Mary?" Tom asked, "my name is Tom, I want to bring you to your daughter."
Her eyes grew brighter and she croaked out, "Noah? My Noah?"
Tom held out his hands and Mary instantly grabbed his before being whisked away to a hospital. Mary stared around at the hospital and instantly she knew something was wrong.
"You're my daughter's reaper." Mary breathed out.
Tom looked down, "I don't want to be, you have a wonderful daughter Mary."
That earned him no sympathy, "I don't want to see my daughter dying."
"Mommy?" a voice calls out.
Mary turns and begins to start jerking as if meant to crying at the sight of her daughter.
"Noah, Noah, Noah….- Mary kept repeating as she held her daughter so tightly, Tom doubted even the strongest of archangels could take Noah out of Mary's arms.
SPNSPN-Night
"What do you mean we're using Sammy and Dean as bait?" Matt asked, not believing a word his father was saying.
John turned to look at him, his eyes cold. And that look made Matt question something. Noah looked exactly like their mother, same hair color, same eyes. Was his father getting confused as to who exactly he was saving?
"Dad I want to save her-
"Then good you'll sit here quietly and finish loading the guns. Nothing will get Sam and Dean. And tomorrow Noah will be okay, you got that?"
SPNSPN-Hospital Night
Noah fell asleep in Mary's arms, her head resting on her mother's shoulders. Mary played with the curls upon her hair, cherishing every second of holding one of her children again. But wanting so desperately to hold the others, that's why she was waiting at the house, waiting for them, and she felt so angered at herself and partially at John for dragging them from place to place.
"Tom? How long?" her voice was smooth and she nodded gently to Noah.
Tom looked down at the sleeping child, "tomorrow night."
"I will be the one to bring her." And the look in her eyes, Tom knew she had her mind set and nothing would change it.
"Okay."
A/N: reviews are greatly appreciated. There probably will be one more chapter to this, and then a sequel. The sequel will take place six years later in 1995, Noah can still see Tom and any other reaper. But basically it will be Five years after a near-death experience Noah Winchester can still see reapers, and she won't give up on being friends(or maybe more than that to her) with Tom. While Matt begins to hunt on his own, Dean struggles with hiding a possible pregnancy scare from his family and Sam begins to start fighting with their father.