Thank you to everyone that was asking how my finger is. Its still attached my hand so I'm good. I just have the worst luck ever

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Episode: Season 1 Episode 18

Part: 4

Key:

(M/n) = Male Name

WARNING: Death, swearing, boy x boy, some triggering stuff. This is Supernatural, everything happens in this show/fandom.

Enjoy~!

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~Flashback~

~In a motel room~

Young Dean was sitting, watching tv. He turns it off and goes to the front door, looking back at his brother who was sleeping in the other room. Then he left, locking the door behind him. Dean was playing arcade games in the reception until the owner told him they were closing for the night.

Returning to the room, he sees a strange light coming from Sam's room. He moves closer and sees the shtriga leaning over Sammy. He reached for the rifle by the door but the shtriga hears him cock it and rears up, hissing.

The little boy hesitated, terrified. As he does, John burst through the front door, gun raised.

"Get out of the way!" The father shouted, Dean ducked and John shot the shtriga multiple times with his hand gun. The thing jumped through the bedroom window. John rushed to Sam's bed and pulled him close.

"Sammy. Sammy. Sammy. You ok?"

"Yeah dad, what's going on?" The young Winchester said, sleepy and confused.

"You all right?" The man turned to glare at his eldest.

"What happened?"

"I-I-I just went out." The boy stuttered.

"What?!"

"Just for a second. I'm sorry."

"I told you not to leave this room. I told you not to let him out of your sight!"

Young Dean watched sadly as his father cradled Sammy.

~End Flashback~

"Dad just...grabbed us and booked. Dropped us off at Pastor Jim's about three hours away, but by the time he got back to Fort Douglas, the shtriga had disappeared, it was just gone. It never surfaced until now. You know...my dad never spoke about it again, I didn't ask. But he....ah...he looked at me different. Which was worse. Not that I blame him. He gave me an order and I didn't listen, I almost got Sam killed." Dean said.

"You were just a kid." (M/n) said softly, placing a hand on Dean's cheek.

((NOTE: If there's any of my readers out there that like listening to music while you read, listen to Colors by Halsey. That's the song that helped me write this next scene. You might have to listen to it on repeat till the little moment between Dean and the reader is over. Enjoy ;3))

Dean smiled and looked into the boys eyes. He knew that (M/n) was hiding a lot from them, that he could be a threat, hell he could be working with the demon that killed their mother and could be out for them. But, he couldn't help but love (M/n). There was a sense of comfort. I mean, (M/n) did take a bullet for Dean...literally.

Dean leaned in close and kissed the boy, shocking him at first, but melted into the kiss. Butterflies entered (M/n)'s stomach, he had waited for this moment for a long time. (M/n)'s hands crawled up into the Winchester's hair as Dean deepened the kiss.

Soon, Dean was on top of the male, kissing down his neck. (M/n) moaned lightly, leaning his head back, letting Dean more access to his neck. The Winchester's hands made their way up the demons stomach, moving his shirt up.

Dean had made love to many woman, but never another male. But damn did this feel good.

Before Dean could take (M/n)'s shirt off, his little brother burst in. Making the smaller males head jerk up, wide eyed and blushing hard.

"Hey Dean, I'm- Oh, uh, sorry. I didn't mean to interrupt. I'll go..." Sam said flustered.

"No, the moments killed." Dean glared at his brother, getting off of (M/n).

~A little time skip~

~Motel Reception~

"You're crazy! Just go away or I'll call the cops!" Michael exclaimed, holding the phone up.

"Hang on a second. Just listen to me. You have to believe me, ok? This thing came through the window and it attacked your brother. I've seen it. I know what it looks like. Cause it attacked my brother once too."

"This thing...is it....like...it has thing long...black robe?" The boy asked, slowly hanging up the phone.

"You saw it last night didn't you?"

"I thought I was having a nightmare."

"I'd give anything not to tell you this, but sometimes nightmares are real." (M/n) nodded in agreement.

"So, why are you telling me?"

"Because we need your help."

"My help?"

"We can kill it. Me and the two behind me, that's what we do. But we cant do it without you."

"What? No!"

"Michael, listen to me. This thing hurt Asher. And it's gonna keep hurting kids unless we stop it, understand me?" Michael stared at Dean, horrified.

Oh how he had away with kids.....

~Motel Room~

"Well that went crappy. Now what?"

"What did you expect? You cant ask a adult to do something like that ,much less a kid." Sam said.

"For once, I'd have to agree he's right." The demon said.

Soon there was a knock at the door. (M/n) opened it to see Michael.

"If you kill it, will Asher get better?"

"Honestly? We don't know." Dean said.

"I would think so." (M/n) commented.

"You said you were a big brother." Michael said, looking at Dean.

"Yeah."

"You'd take care of your little brother? You'd do anything for him?"

"Yeah, I would."

"Me too. I'll help."

~In Michaels room~

Dean completes hooking up a security camera in the corner of the room, staring into the lens. Michael is behind him in the bed, (M/n) next to the bed. Sam was watching the security feed in the other room.

"This camera has night vision on it, so we'll be able to see clear as day." Dean said to Michael. "Are we good?" Dean asked his brother.

"A hair to the right. There, there." Sam said.

"What do I do?" The boy in the bed asked.

"Just stay under the covers." The demon said.

"And if it shows up?"

"We'll be right in the next room. We're gonna come in with guns. So, as soon as we do, you roll off this bed and you crawl under it." Dean said, sitting on the bed.

"What if you shoot me?"

"We wont shoot you. We're good shots. Well, not (M/n), but he isn't gonna have a gun. We wont fire until you're clear, ok?" Michael nodded. "Have you heard a gunshot before?"

"Like in the movies?"

"Its gonna be a lot louder than in the movies. So I want you to stay under the bed, cover your ears, do not come out until we say so. You understand?"

The boy nodded slowly, looking scared.

"You sure you wanna do this?" (M/n) asked.

He didn't answer for a long time.

"You don't have to, its ok. We wont be mad." Dean assured the boy.

"No, I'm ok. Just don't shoot me."

"We're not going to let anything happen to you. I promise."

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The three were in the other room, watching the security camera feed.

"What time is it?"

"Three. You sure these iron rounds are gonna work?" Sam asked, not sounding too sure.

"Consecrated iron rounds, and yeah its what dad used last time."

"Hey, Dean, I'm sorry."

"For what? Walking on me and (M/n), yeah you better be sorry." The demon blushed again.

Sam laughed a bit. "No, not that. You know, I've really given you a lot of crap for always following dad's orders. But I know why you do it."

"Oh, go, kill me now."

Sam laughed again. They sit in silence for a moment.

"Wait, look." (M/n) said, pointing at the screen.

There was movement outside the window. It slides open. San and Dean pick up their guns. The shtriga was not inside Michaels room.

"Now?"

"Not yet."

The shtriga moved closer and leaned over the bed, Michael was terrified, but frozen. The shtriga leaned closer and opens his mouth, starting to draw Michael's energy. The three boys burst in.

"Hey!" Sam yelled

"Michael, down!" Dean said.

Michael sis as told and rolled off the bed and went under in. Sam and Dean opened fire, shooting the shtriga multiple times each. It falls to the ground.

"Mike, you all right?"

"Yeah." He said, from under the bed.

"Just sit tight."

Dean approached the shtriga, gun at the ready. There was no movement. He relaxes slightly and glanced at Sam. The shtriga suddenly rises, grabs Dean by the throat and throws him against the wall.

"Dean!" (M/n) and Sam yelled,

The shtriga moves and throws Sam and (M/n) to the wall. Both hit the ground, first it went to (M/n) forcing his mouth open and tried to his energy out, but nothing came out. The shtriga threw him aside making him hit another wall. The demon fell on the ground next to the bed and groaned.

The thing went to Sam, forcing his mouth open. Sam struggled to get his gun. The shtiga began to draw his energy and Sam stills, starting to go grey.

"Hey!" Dean yelled. The thing looked up and Dean shot it between the eyes. He falls back and Sam lies on the ground, gasping for breath.

"You ok little brother?"

Sam nodded and unsteadily holds up two thumb-up.

"What about you, (M/n)"

"Peachy." The demon responded, slowly getting up.

The two brother pulled themselves to their feet and loo at the shtriga. The energy the shtriga stole begins to escape from its mouth. Dean raises his gun, shooting it three more time. Most the energy escapes. The thing falls in on itself, disintegrating.

Michael peeked form the side of the bed.

"It's ok, Michael, you can come out now."

The boy comes to stand beside them, smiling tentatively. They all smiled.

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The three were packing the Impala ready to head out. Michael's mom came out of the back of the reception.

"Hey, Joanna. How's Asher doing?" (M/n) asked.

"Have you seen Michael?" She asked.

"Mom! Mom!" He said, running up.

"Hey!" She hugged him.

"How's ash?"

"Got some good news. Your brothers gonna be fine."

"Really?"

"Yeah. Really. No one can explain it. It's a miracle. They're going to him in overnight for observation and then he's coming home."

"That's great."

"How are the other kids?"

"Good, real good. A bunch of them should be checking out in a few days. Dr. Travis says the ward's going to be like a ghost town."

"Dr. Travis? What about Dr. Hydecker?"

"Oh, he wasn't in today. Must have been sick or something."

"Yeah, must have." (m/n smiled.

"So, did anything happen while I was gone?" Joanna asked, looking at her son.

"Nah, same old stuff." He said, glancing at Dean,

"Ok. You can go see Ash."

"Now?"

Michael looked a t Den, who nodded slightly.

"Only if you want to."

Michael ran to the car.

"I, ah, I'd better get going before he hotwires the car and drives himself.

She smiled a goodbye, she leaves. The three turned back to the impala.

"It's too bad." Sam said

"Oh, they'll be fine."

"That's not what I meant. I meant Michael. He'll always know there are things out there in the dark, he'll never be the same, you know?" Sam said.

The was a long pause.

"Sometimes I wish I could have that kinda innocence.

They watched the card leave.

"If it means anything, sometimes I wish you could too." Dean said slowly, before heading to the car.