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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.
Chapter 4
When he opened his eyes he felt nothing, no pain, no anger, no anxiety; nothing. It almost seemed like he was at peace with the world. Dean looked around, everything was white; a blinding white cloud. He squinted as he saw something approaching in the distance. At first he couldn’t believe his eyes, but then he smiled.
“Mom,”
XXX
They both felt it at the same time. Sam and John stared each other in the eyes as they felt the balance of good and evil shift slightly towards the good side.
“Dad?” Sam cried.
John shook his head. Dean had done it; he’d taken his own life and taken that piece of Hell with him, “He did it Sammy.”
Sammy stood up in anger, “How could he leave us like this?” He screamed.
“Sammy” John tried to console.
“No Dad, No.” Sammy yelled, pushing his father away.
And then he redirected his anger at John, “This is your fault! If you had just accepted Mom’s death and moved on, Dean wouldn’t be dead! He wouldn’t have been killing supernatural things his entire life, he could have lived his own life! A good life! An innocent life! But NO! YOU had to raise us like fucking soldiers so that you could have vengeance! DO YOU CALL THIS VENGEANCE? HUH?”
Sam was crying at this point and John was taking it; guilt written all over his face.
“The price was too high.” Sam said, blankly.
John couldn’t meet his son’s gaze; Sammy was right, the price had been too high.
Within a few days, both men went there own way; Sam went back to Stanford and John continued his crusade to end all evil.
Neither saw each other ever again.
XXX
“Hello, Dean.” His Mom greeted him
Dean’s eyes smiled.
His Mom looked at him with a sad smile, “It’s not your time, Dean” she said, “It was never supposed to happen this way.”
Dean frowned, “What to you mean?” he asked confused, “I killed the Demon, the Demon that killed you.”
She nodded, “Yes, you did, but in doing so you took your own life. You’re meant to do great things Dean and you’re a vital part of the war against Evil; your death changes the future drastically and not in a good way.”
Dean frowned, bewildered, “I don’t understand what you’re trying to say.”
Mary nodded in understanding and then waved her hand towards the left, an image of Sam and his father appeared. Dean got a quick glimpse of their future.
“Without you, Dean, Sam and John go their separate ways. They both feel guilty about your death. John will continue fighting evil for the remainder of his short life, but his heart isn’t in it anymore…he dies a few years later from a Werewolf hunt gone bad. Sam never hears from John again, doesn’t know he dies and will never know what happened to his father. He lives a lonely life, not letting himself be happy because of his guilt and dies in a car accident at thirty-one with no family or anything to miss him.”
She paused and took a deep breath, “The Demon you killed was sent back to Hell, but the Devil himself returns him to Earth to wreak havoc on humans. Killing thousands before anyone can make sense of what’s going on. Evil takes over and the end of mankind becomes inevitable.”
Dean raised an eyebrow, “All this because I died?”
She frowned, “No, not because you died, but because you made a selfless decision over a year ago that wasn’t expected. No one saw it coming.”
“What are you talking about?” Dean asked confused.
She smiled, “Dean, you care so much about other people, and God loves you for it, but sometimes you have to think of yourself.” She paused, “When your father disappeared it was foreshown that you would go get Sam to find your father together. But no one knew just how much you put him ahead of yourself. You sacrificed your happiness, your needs, so that Sammy would be happy; safe.”
“He’s my brother, I would do anything for him” Dean said.
“I know that, Dean.” She smiled sadly, “But you died, and with that the Winchesters, the family that fought evil, the family that would save mankind, crumbled and wasn’t to be. You were meant to be so much more Dean, but because of that decision it set off a chain of events that no one knew the outcome until now.”
“But I can’t change what happened.” Dean said, getting confused.
Mary smiled, “No, but HE can.”
“Huh? He?”
“You’re going to be given a second chance; a second chance at life.” Mary explained with a smile.
“So I’m just not going to die?” Dean asked, bewildered.
“No Dean, you will be taken back to a time where you will not have died already. You’ll be taken back to that day in New Orleans where you realized your father was missing.”
“But won’t the same thing happen; won’t I just leave Sammy alone?” Dean asked.
“Not this time; you’ll have no memory of what happened before, but you will know that no matter what, you will need Sammy to succeed.” Mary explained.
“And no one will die?” Dean asked.
Mary smiled sadly, “I can’t tell you that, Dean.”
“I can’t risk Sammy’s life like that.” Dean replied.
“He died unhappily in this reality, Dean.” Mary reminded him.
“But he lived.” Dean insisted.
“Not very long, not like he was supposed too.” Mary revealed.
Dean caught the revelation; Sammy wouldn’t die, not anytime soon anyway.
“To save mankind, huh?” Dean asked.
“Mankind, Dean.” Mary confirmed.
Dean met his mother loving gaze, “I missed you.” He admitted.
“Oh Dean, I was always with you, for every second.” Mary replied.
“EVERY Second?” Dean asked, smirking.
Mary smiled, “Not when it was inappropriate, and if I knew you would remember this I’d tell you that you must treat women with more care, Dean. You’ll go down in history as being a womanizer.”
Dean grinned for the first time in a long time, “But I love women.”
Mary shook her head, what was the use. Dean would be Dean.
“So this is goodbye?” Dean asked, sadly.
“No, its not goodbye, we’ll see each other again; I promise.” Mary vowed.
Dean nodded, “Okay, let’s do this.”
XXX
Dean snapped out of his day dream, he looked around and realized he was on the I-95 going to Pennsylvania. The song Highway to Hell was playing loudly in the car; Dean turned it down and pulled the car over onto the side of the road.
He sat and stared into nothingness for a long time; just thinking.
“I need Sammy.” He admitted to himself.
His mind made up, he took the next exit and turned his big Impala around; his new destination: Stanford University.
Dean shook his head, how he ever thought he could do this alone was beyond him.
XXX
…and so the future of the human race was secured…I HOPE.
THE END
A/N: Thank you all for your great reviews. This is actually the first time I’ve ever finished a story and that’s saying something. I have a few more ideas in my head so hopefully you’ll see me around. Until next time...
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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.
Chapter 4
When he opened his eyes he felt nothing, no pain, no anger, no anxiety; nothing. It almost seemed like he was at peace with the world. Dean looked around, everything was white; a blinding white cloud. He squinted as he saw something approaching in the distance. At first he couldn’t believe his eyes, but then he smiled.
“Mom,”
XXX
They both felt it at the same time. Sam and John stared each other in the eyes as they felt the balance of good and evil shift slightly towards the good side.
“Dad?” Sam cried.
John shook his head. Dean had done it; he’d taken his own life and taken that piece of Hell with him, “He did it Sammy.”
Sammy stood up in anger, “How could he leave us like this?” He screamed.
“Sammy” John tried to console.
“No Dad, No.” Sammy yelled, pushing his father away.
And then he redirected his anger at John, “This is your fault! If you had just accepted Mom’s death and moved on, Dean wouldn’t be dead! He wouldn’t have been killing supernatural things his entire life, he could have lived his own life! A good life! An innocent life! But NO! YOU had to raise us like fucking soldiers so that you could have vengeance! DO YOU CALL THIS VENGEANCE? HUH?”
Sam was crying at this point and John was taking it; guilt written all over his face.
“The price was too high.” Sam said, blankly.
John couldn’t meet his son’s gaze; Sammy was right, the price had been too high.
Within a few days, both men went there own way; Sam went back to Stanford and John continued his crusade to end all evil.
Neither saw each other ever again.
XXX
“Hello, Dean.” His Mom greeted him
Dean’s eyes smiled.
His Mom looked at him with a sad smile, “It’s not your time, Dean” she said, “It was never supposed to happen this way.”
Dean frowned, “What to you mean?” he asked confused, “I killed the Demon, the Demon that killed you.”
She nodded, “Yes, you did, but in doing so you took your own life. You’re meant to do great things Dean and you’re a vital part of the war against Evil; your death changes the future drastically and not in a good way.”
Dean frowned, bewildered, “I don’t understand what you’re trying to say.”
Mary nodded in understanding and then waved her hand towards the left, an image of Sam and his father appeared. Dean got a quick glimpse of their future.
“Without you, Dean, Sam and John go their separate ways. They both feel guilty about your death. John will continue fighting evil for the remainder of his short life, but his heart isn’t in it anymore…he dies a few years later from a Werewolf hunt gone bad. Sam never hears from John again, doesn’t know he dies and will never know what happened to his father. He lives a lonely life, not letting himself be happy because of his guilt and dies in a car accident at thirty-one with no family or anything to miss him.”
She paused and took a deep breath, “The Demon you killed was sent back to Hell, but the Devil himself returns him to Earth to wreak havoc on humans. Killing thousands before anyone can make sense of what’s going on. Evil takes over and the end of mankind becomes inevitable.”
Dean raised an eyebrow, “All this because I died?”
She frowned, “No, not because you died, but because you made a selfless decision over a year ago that wasn’t expected. No one saw it coming.”
“What are you talking about?” Dean asked confused.
She smiled, “Dean, you care so much about other people, and God loves you for it, but sometimes you have to think of yourself.” She paused, “When your father disappeared it was foreshown that you would go get Sam to find your father together. But no one knew just how much you put him ahead of yourself. You sacrificed your happiness, your needs, so that Sammy would be happy; safe.”
“He’s my brother, I would do anything for him” Dean said.
“I know that, Dean.” She smiled sadly, “But you died, and with that the Winchesters, the family that fought evil, the family that would save mankind, crumbled and wasn’t to be. You were meant to be so much more Dean, but because of that decision it set off a chain of events that no one knew the outcome until now.”
“But I can’t change what happened.” Dean said, getting confused.
Mary smiled, “No, but HE can.”
“Huh? He?”
“You’re going to be given a second chance; a second chance at life.” Mary explained with a smile.
“So I’m just not going to die?” Dean asked, bewildered.
“No Dean, you will be taken back to a time where you will not have died already. You’ll be taken back to that day in New Orleans where you realized your father was missing.”
“But won’t the same thing happen; won’t I just leave Sammy alone?” Dean asked.
“Not this time; you’ll have no memory of what happened before, but you will know that no matter what, you will need Sammy to succeed.” Mary explained.
“And no one will die?” Dean asked.
Mary smiled sadly, “I can’t tell you that, Dean.”
“I can’t risk Sammy’s life like that.” Dean replied.
“He died unhappily in this reality, Dean.” Mary reminded him.
“But he lived.” Dean insisted.
“Not very long, not like he was supposed too.” Mary revealed.
Dean caught the revelation; Sammy wouldn’t die, not anytime soon anyway.
“To save mankind, huh?” Dean asked.
“Mankind, Dean.” Mary confirmed.
Dean met his mother loving gaze, “I missed you.” He admitted.
“Oh Dean, I was always with you, for every second.” Mary replied.
“EVERY Second?” Dean asked, smirking.
Mary smiled, “Not when it was inappropriate, and if I knew you would remember this I’d tell you that you must treat women with more care, Dean. You’ll go down in history as being a womanizer.”
Dean grinned for the first time in a long time, “But I love women.”
Mary shook her head, what was the use. Dean would be Dean.
“So this is goodbye?” Dean asked, sadly.
“No, its not goodbye, we’ll see each other again; I promise.” Mary vowed.
Dean nodded, “Okay, let’s do this.”
XXX
Dean snapped out of his day dream, he looked around and realized he was on the I-95 going to Pennsylvania. The song Highway to Hell was playing loudly in the car; Dean turned it down and pulled the car over onto the side of the road.
He sat and stared into nothingness for a long time; just thinking.
“I need Sammy.” He admitted to himself.
His mind made up, he took the next exit and turned his big Impala around; his new destination: Stanford University.
Dean shook his head, how he ever thought he could do this alone was beyond him.
XXX
…and so the future of the human race was secured…I HOPE.
THE END
A/N: Thank you all for your great reviews. This is actually the first time I’ve ever finished a story and that’s saying something. I have a few more ideas in my head so hopefully you’ll see me around. Until next time...
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