Say Don't Go ~~ D.W, S.W ~~

Chapter One: Where it Begins.

Lawerance, Kanas, 22 years ago

Mary Winchester was wearing a white gown and holding her little son Dean into the nursery. "Come on, let's go say goodnight to your brother." she tells Dean. She reaches in the room, flipping on the like to the room. it's the nursery of a baby,

Sam, who is lying in his crib and looking over at Mary and Dean. Mary sets Dean down. Dean leans over the side of the crib and kisses Sam on the forehead. "Night, Sam," Dean says. Mary leans over as well "Goodnight My love" she says, placing a kiss on his head.

5," John says from behind him. Dean turns around towards him "Daddy" Dean says, running and jumping into Johns arms. "Hey buddy," John says. "So what do you think? Do you think Sammy's ready to toss around a football yet?" He asked his young son. Dean shakes his head "No daddy"

Mary laughs, sliding past the two. "You got him?" Mary asked John, shaking his head."I got him. " Mary walks to her bedroom, and John and Dean look at Sam, who was also looking at them. "Night, Sammy." John says before shutting off the lights.

The baseball-themed mobile above Sam's crib begins to spin on its own while Sam watches. The transportation-themed clock on the wall ticks, ticks, and stops. The moon-shaped nightlight flickers.

A couple hours later

Lights flicker on a baby monitor sitting on a nightstand next to a photo of Mary and John. Strange noises come through the monitor. Mary, asleep in bed, stirs. She turns on the light on the nightstand.

"John?" She says, turning towards her husband's side of the bed. She's alone her husband, nowhere to be found. She stands up half asleep and walks towards Sam's room. John, seen only in silhouette, stands over Sam's crib.

"John, is he hungry?" Mary asked John, turning his head slowly "Shh" his whispers."All right, " Mary says, turning around. She heads back down the hallway. The light by the stairs is flickering. MARY frowns and goes to tap at it till the light steadies.

Mary looks around for a moment as the lights stop. More flickering light is coming from downstairs: Mary investigates. A war movie is on TV, and John has fallen asleep watching it.

If John is here, Mary realizes, then the man upstairs can not be John and must be a danger. She runs back upstairs. "Sammy! Sammy, " She yells, running upstairs. Mary enters Sam's nursery and stops short.

Upstairs, Mary screams. John wakes up. "Mary," John stands up, scrambling out of his chair. "Mary!" John yells, running up the stairs. John bursts through the closed door of the nursery.

The room is quiet and appears empty except for Sam awake in his crib and John. John glances around and pushes down the side of Sam's crib. "Hey, Sammy, you, okay?" John asked his son.

Something dark drips next to Sam. John touches it. Two more drops land on the back of John's hand. It looks like blood. John looks up. Mary is sprawled across the ceiling, the stomach of her nightgown red with blood, staring at John and struggling to breathe.

John collapses onto the floor, staring at Mary. "No, Mary," John yells, Mary bursts into flame. The fire spreads over the ceiling. John stares, frozen. Sam wails. John, reminded he's not alone, gets up and scoops Sam out of his crib and rushes out of the room.

Dean is awake and coming to investigate. "Daddy?" Dean says, John shoves Sam at Dean. "Take your brother outside as fast as you can and don't look back! Now, Dean, go!" John says, Dean turns and runs. John turns back to the nursery. "Mary!" John says

The entire room is on fire. Mary herself can barely be seen. "No!" John yells

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