The Future (Supernatural Fanfiction)

Home Sweet Home

The plane ride wasn't terrible. In fact, it was actually quite nice. Well, considering Dean hooked me up with first class instead of economic class...yeah I got spoiled.
I hope to God that he stopped using Houdini as a fake last name for his credit cards...no one would be convinced...

I've seen hunters use worse fake last names, though.

I felt a tap on my shoulder. Looking up, I saw one of the flight attendants motioning for me to take off my headphones. "Miss, we're about to land at Bradley International Airport. Please put on your seatbelt."

I nodded, thanking the lady as she walked away to go to the next passenger who was asleep the ENTIRE flight.

I strapped in, preparing myself to meet up with the Winchester brothers. My heart began to pound in my chest as the plane landed. I know Dean hasn't changed much as he was still the same smartass that I've come to love like the older brother that I've always wanted.

Sam, on the other hand...I haven't spoken to in a while. I know he left for college and distanced himself from the life of a hunter (word gets out about these things in the community) but besides that, all Dean told me was that Sam returned to the life after the death of his girlfriend, Jessica, who died in the same matter that his mother did and tried to help search for John.

Sam was just a baby when his mother's murder happened, so he didn't have the same fire that ignited when she died like Dean did. The demon had to take away someone else that he cherished...
_____________________________

The hustle and bustle of the airport made it difficult to find the Winchesters. I was nervous that I wouldn't be able to recognize them. I was 15 when I left to go into hiding while Sam was 17 and Dean was 21. God knows a lot can change in only five years, and there's a good chance that they could've forgotten about me considering all that's been going on since they tried to find their father.

I was about to give up and call Dean when I saw two men in winter jackets standing by a gate that read "DEPARTING: ORLANDO." They both looked as if they were looking for someone...and something about them looked awfully familiar.

The man with short hair finally locked eyes with me. He stared in disbelief and it took me a moment to register who it was. We both began to run towards each other, never breaking our gaze.

When we stood in front of each other, I finally spoke. "Dean?"

The man smiled at me, his mood changing from disbelief to happiness. "Hey, kid."

It was Dean. I smiled and held back my tears, running into his arms in a tight embrace.

"It's been way too long. God, I've missed you so much."

"Okay okay, don't get too mushy," he chuckled, "I need to keep up the tough guy act, ya know."

We broke apart from the hug as I began to laugh. "Yeah...tough guy act," I said, "Whatever helps you sleep at night."

He smiled and patted me on the shoulder. "Guess that smart mouth of yours hasn't changed much either, kid."

I rolled my eyes, but I couldn't help my smile. Looking over Dean's shoulder, I saw Sam starting to approach me.

My stomach began to hurt a bit and my heart began to race.

Sam has changed...a lot. He looked different since the last time I saw him.

I'll admit, I had a little schoolgirl crush on him before I left, but...he's never had this affect on me.

Not until now, that is.

He's gotten a lot taller, and while he still had a lot of his young boyish features that made him look a bit on the young side, it was clear he developed into a man. His flannel shirt was a little loose but I could tell that he had been working out a bit to keep himself in shape.