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Title: Missing Son
Pairing: none
Characters: John and Sam for now…Dean later on.
Spoilers: Season 1 is fair game
Summary: AU where instead of Dean showing up at Stanford, John show’s up to tell Sam that Dean is missing…and has been for over four months.
A/N: Hopefully this is something new in the AU world of Supernatural, reviews are welcomed and thanks for reviews for chapter 1; they fuel my creativeness.
Chapter 2
Sammy,
I’m guessing if you’re reading this letter than you and Dad are together. I don’t really know where to start so I’ll make it easy on you; the Demon has taken over my body. I know you’re probably shitting monkeys as you read this, but I’m not going to sugar coat it. I’m not sure how it is I survived that crash, all I know is that I became conscious of my surroundings about six weeks later. The Demon must have been using my body that whole time, but I’m just guessing. He leaves my body sometimes, for short periods of time, usually around noon during the day. That’s when I realize how bad my body is broken. I can barely stand and my head is constantly throbbing. I don’t think I could survive for long without the Demon inside me; I think he knows that too. He isn’t around just now, but I don’t have much time. I’m going to give this to someone to drop it off in the box; hopefully Dad still checks it periodically. Anyway, this is what I want you to do… I need you to take that last bullet in the Colt and kill me. Look Sammy, I haven’t asked anything from you in over three years; I didn’t bother you when Dad disappeared because I knew that this isn’t the life you wanted. What I’m giving you is a chance to end it all. Don’t shake your head Sam, I need you to this; do this for me. I can’t live like this much longer, it’s killing my soul. Please Sammy, just do this for me.
Dean
P.S. Bitch
“Jerk,” Sam whispered after having read the letter out loud to his father.
Both man sat in silence, neither speaking as they took in Dean’s letter. Sam finally broke the silence, “I don’t think I can do it, Dad.”
John met Sammy’s gaze, “I really don’t know what to tell you Sammy, but I do know one thing, that Demon is controlling Dean’s body for a reason and were not even sure if that was really Dean who wrote that letter.”
Sam shook his head, “It was him. I know it.”
“Sammy,” John started.
“NO! It was him, I’m sure.” Sam assured.
“How can you be sure Sam? Dean didn’t know it wasn’t me when the Demon took control of my body, not at first anyway.” John questioned.
Sam smiled slightly, “Only Dean would say Bitch.”
“What?” John asked, confused.
“It’s kind of like our secret code to saying “I love you”, Dean would never admit it, but it’s his way, I guess. Dean doesn’t do chick flick moments, or so he says anyways.” Sam explained.
“Oh,” John responded, feeling left out. Dean hadn’t voiced any feelings towards John in a long time, and vice versa. Things between them had gone to shit after Sam had gone to College.
Sam then stood up, “Why the hell would he ask this of me, why this?”
“Sammy,” John tried, but stopped when he realised there was nothing he could say.
Sam turned his harsh gaze on John, “Why didn’t he ask you to do it?”
John frowned and didn’t like the answer he came up with, “Dean probably doesn’t trust me to go through with it or to do it right.”
“But he idolizes you.” Sam replied.
John smiled sadly, “Things changed while you were gone, Sammy.”
“God damn it! I can’t kill him, I can’t kill my own brother.” Sam yelled.
“Dean trusts you, Sammy.”
Sammy glared at his father, “I’m not going to kill him, but I WILL SAVE HIM!”
John smirked, “That’s the most reasonable thing you’ve said all night.”
Jessica appeared in the entryway, “Sam, what’s with all the yelling?”
“I’m sorry Jess, its just that Dean sent me a letter and some of the stuff he said in it is a matter for shouting.” Sam tried to explained.
“Can I see it?” Jessica asked innocently.
“NO!” Sam barked, “I mean…Jess, it’s just, I really don’t want to get you involved.”
Jess frowned, she’d never seen Sam this agitated, “Whatever it is Sam, you can tell me.”
For just a second there, John thought Sammy was going to cave. You could tell that he really wanted to tell her, “I can’t Jess, I’m sorry.”
Jess’ face fell, “Okay, well,” she stopped mid sentence and fled the scene. John saw the tears the appeared in her eyes before she had a chance to hide them.
Sam met his father’s gaze, “I hate lying to her.”
“I’m sorry you feel like you have too.” John replied.
Sam cringed at his fathers honest remark, “How are we going to find him?” Sam asked, changing the subject.
“We wait.” John answered.
“Wait for what?” Sam asked, confused.
“For Dean to give us his next sign or for the Demon to make a mistake.”
Sam frowned, “And when the hell is that going to happen?”
“This is a waiting game, and we’re going to play it.” John explained.
There was a sudden scream from the bedroom, both Sam and John ran. What they saw would scar them for life; Dean stood in the middle of the bedroom with a sick looking grin on his face…and Jess was on the ceiling,
“Hi, Dad,” Dean smiled, “Sam,” he acknowledged.
He disappeared, and flames engulfed the room. Sam screamed and John looked on in horror at the scene he’d seen once before. “SAMMY!” he screamed; grabbed for his son, and pulled him out of the room.
“NO!” Sammy screamed in despair.
TBC
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Pairing: none
Characters: John and Sam for now…Dean later on.
Spoilers: Season 1 is fair game
Summary: AU where instead of Dean showing up at Stanford, John show’s up to tell Sam that Dean is missing…and has been for over four months.
A/N: Hopefully this is something new in the AU world of Supernatural, reviews are welcomed and thanks for reviews for chapter 1; they fuel my creativeness.
Chapter 2
Sammy,
I’m guessing if you’re reading this letter than you and Dad are together. I don’t really know where to start so I’ll make it easy on you; the Demon has taken over my body. I know you’re probably shitting monkeys as you read this, but I’m not going to sugar coat it. I’m not sure how it is I survived that crash, all I know is that I became conscious of my surroundings about six weeks later. The Demon must have been using my body that whole time, but I’m just guessing. He leaves my body sometimes, for short periods of time, usually around noon during the day. That’s when I realize how bad my body is broken. I can barely stand and my head is constantly throbbing. I don’t think I could survive for long without the Demon inside me; I think he knows that too. He isn’t around just now, but I don’t have much time. I’m going to give this to someone to drop it off in the box; hopefully Dad still checks it periodically. Anyway, this is what I want you to do… I need you to take that last bullet in the Colt and kill me. Look Sammy, I haven’t asked anything from you in over three years; I didn’t bother you when Dad disappeared because I knew that this isn’t the life you wanted. What I’m giving you is a chance to end it all. Don’t shake your head Sam, I need you to this; do this for me. I can’t live like this much longer, it’s killing my soul. Please Sammy, just do this for me.
Dean
P.S. Bitch
“Jerk,” Sam whispered after having read the letter out loud to his father.
Both man sat in silence, neither speaking as they took in Dean’s letter. Sam finally broke the silence, “I don’t think I can do it, Dad.”
John met Sammy’s gaze, “I really don’t know what to tell you Sammy, but I do know one thing, that Demon is controlling Dean’s body for a reason and were not even sure if that was really Dean who wrote that letter.”
Sam shook his head, “It was him. I know it.”
“Sammy,” John started.
“NO! It was him, I’m sure.” Sam assured.
“How can you be sure Sam? Dean didn’t know it wasn’t me when the Demon took control of my body, not at first anyway.” John questioned.
Sam smiled slightly, “Only Dean would say Bitch.”
“What?” John asked, confused.
“It’s kind of like our secret code to saying “I love you”, Dean would never admit it, but it’s his way, I guess. Dean doesn’t do chick flick moments, or so he says anyways.” Sam explained.
“Oh,” John responded, feeling left out. Dean hadn’t voiced any feelings towards John in a long time, and vice versa. Things between them had gone to shit after Sam had gone to College.
Sam then stood up, “Why the hell would he ask this of me, why this?”
“Sammy,” John tried, but stopped when he realised there was nothing he could say.
Sam turned his harsh gaze on John, “Why didn’t he ask you to do it?”
John frowned and didn’t like the answer he came up with, “Dean probably doesn’t trust me to go through with it or to do it right.”
“But he idolizes you.” Sam replied.
John smiled sadly, “Things changed while you were gone, Sammy.”
“God damn it! I can’t kill him, I can’t kill my own brother.” Sam yelled.
“Dean trusts you, Sammy.”
Sammy glared at his father, “I’m not going to kill him, but I WILL SAVE HIM!”
John smirked, “That’s the most reasonable thing you’ve said all night.”
Jessica appeared in the entryway, “Sam, what’s with all the yelling?”
“I’m sorry Jess, its just that Dean sent me a letter and some of the stuff he said in it is a matter for shouting.” Sam tried to explained.
“Can I see it?” Jessica asked innocently.
“NO!” Sam barked, “I mean…Jess, it’s just, I really don’t want to get you involved.”
Jess frowned, she’d never seen Sam this agitated, “Whatever it is Sam, you can tell me.”
For just a second there, John thought Sammy was going to cave. You could tell that he really wanted to tell her, “I can’t Jess, I’m sorry.”
Jess’ face fell, “Okay, well,” she stopped mid sentence and fled the scene. John saw the tears the appeared in her eyes before she had a chance to hide them.
Sam met his father’s gaze, “I hate lying to her.”
“I’m sorry you feel like you have too.” John replied.
Sam cringed at his fathers honest remark, “How are we going to find him?” Sam asked, changing the subject.
“We wait.” John answered.
“Wait for what?” Sam asked, confused.
“For Dean to give us his next sign or for the Demon to make a mistake.”
Sam frowned, “And when the hell is that going to happen?”
“This is a waiting game, and we’re going to play it.” John explained.
There was a sudden scream from the bedroom, both Sam and John ran. What they saw would scar them for life; Dean stood in the middle of the bedroom with a sick looking grin on his face…and Jess was on the ceiling,
“Hi, Dad,” Dean smiled, “Sam,” he acknowledged.
He disappeared, and flames engulfed the room. Sam screamed and John looked on in horror at the scene he’d seen once before. “SAMMY!” he screamed; grabbed for his son, and pulled him out of the room.
“NO!” Sammy screamed in despair.
TBC
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