Millie Winchester- Season 1

Pilot- 1

Lawrence, Kansas
22 years ago

"Come on, let's say good night to your brother." Mary Winchester said, as she carried her son Dean into his brother's room, where baby Sam was lying in his crib.

"'Night, Sam." Dean said as he leaned over the crib to kiss his brother goodnight.

"Good night, love." Mary repeated, brushing his hair and kissing his forehead as well.

"Hey, Dean." John Winchester called from the doorway where he was holding a 3 year old girl, Millie Winchester. As he placed his daughter on the ground, Dean ran into his dad's arms while Millie ran to her mother.

"Daddy!"

"Hey, buddy. So what do you think? You think Sammy's ready to toss around a football yet?"

"No, Daddy." Dean giggled.

"No."

"You got him?" Mary asked as she went to put Millie to bed.

"I got him. Sweet dreams, Sam." John whispered, before turning out the light and putting Dean to bed. What none of them realized was that as soon as they left, Sam's mobile began to spin, the clock stopped ticking and the nightlight began to flicker.

Mary was sleeping in her room when the light on the baby monitor flickered as noises were coming from Sam's room. Mary turned on the light beside her bed as she woke up.

"John?" Mary asked, looking at the other side of the bed which was empty. Mary got out of the bed and headed to Sam's room where she saw a male silhouette standing over the crib.

"John? Is he hungry?" Mary asked only for the figure to shush her. "Okay."

Mary turned back to her room, when she noticed the light by the stairs flickering. Mary frowned as she headed towards it, tapping it until it stopped. "Hm." She went to head back again when she heard noises and saw a light coming from down stairs. As she got closer, she saw that John was still sat in front of the TV. Mary's eyes widened as she realized that it was not John who was hovering over Sam.

"Oh, my God." Mary panicked as she ran back into Sam's room. "Sammy. Sammy!"

When she got to the room, she stopped in shock and let out a scream so loud that John woke up.

"Mary? Mary" John called out, running up the stairs when he got no response. He burst into the nursery, only finding Sam in his crib. "Hey, Sammy. You okay?"

Something dark dripped next to Sam's head and as John reached out to touching, two more drops landed on the back of his hand. John looked at it curiously, before turning his head up to the ceiling where, to his horror, Mary was pinned with blood covering her stomach.

"No! Mary!" John cried, as flames began bursting around Mary, surrounding her body. John quickly reached for the crying Sam while the flames began to engulf the room. He ran out of the room where Dean was holding onto Millie's hand, both of them coming to investigate what all the noise was.

"Daddy!" John shoved Sam into Dean's arms, who quickly dropped his crying sister's hand.

"Take your brother and sister outside as fast as you can and don't look back! Now, Dean, go!" As Dean ran outside carrying his brother and looking back to make sure his sister was close behind, John ran back into the nursery to try and save his wife. "Mary! No!"

Dean made it outside where he watched as his house caught on fire, with his brother still in his arms and his sister clinging to his shirt. "It's okay, guys."

John appeared by their side, scooping up all three kids and pulling them away from the house, just as the fire exploded out of Sam's window. "I gotcha."