~time jump a couple years. Ethan is 8.~
~Sam's POV~"I'm heading to the store!" I hollered into the bunker as I grabbed my jacket. I heard the patter of bare feet on the wood floor.
"Can I go, dad?"
"Sure bud. Get your shoes on." He quickly put them on and laced them up. We got in the impala and drove off. We wandered throughout the store picking up the things we needed: some food, pie for Dean, beer, etc. we turned around a corner and things went south. It was a small store and there were hardly any people in there that day.
As soon as we turned the corner, I saw him. A demon. I could tell he wanted Ethan for some reason. I hid him behind me. Ethan grabbed the back of my jacket tightly, scared for his life and for mine. The demon flicked his wrist and I went flying into a shelf, and it all went black.
~Ethan's POV~
"Get away from me!!!" I shouted at the man and tried to run. I wasn't fast enough. He grabbed the hood on my sweatshirt and yanked me back. He carried me away. I remembered seeing my dad fall, being carried towards the door, then it was all black from there until I woke up.
I woke up in a dark room, tied to a chair. I couldn't move. It appeared to be a warehouse but I wasn't sure. Will my dad ever find me? What happened? Will this guy kill me? I asked as my mind raced. Suddenly, the man returned.
"Please. Let me go. Don't hurt me." I begged.
"No. You're bait." He started "I'm not gonna hurt you. Your mommy's gonna find you and I'm gonna have some fun with her."
"No. You won't hurt my mom. My dad's gonna come save me first." I said, trying to be confident. I don't know if I was trying to convince him or convince myself. The demon chuckled.
"Your dad's not gonna save you. Your dad doesn't even know who you are."
"He's gonna come. He knows you took me. You knocked him out at the store."
"You think Sam is your dad?" The demon said with another chuckle. "He is not your dad, plus he doesn't care about you and neither does Dean. Don't believe me? Ask him.... That is.... If you get a chance." He said in a creepy way. Sam was definitely my dad. They'd told me so my whole life. Right? He cared about me. Right? I thought.
~Sam's POV~
I woke up to my phone buzzing in my pocket. It was Miranda. "Hello?" I answered groggily.
"Sam? What happened? You've been gone for over 2 hours." I got up quickly, searching for Ethan.
"There was a demon. He knocked me out and took Ethan. Put Dean on the phone real quick. Hurry."
"Sam?"
"Dean. A demon took Ethan. I need you to check anywhere near the store that demons could be and help me find him."
"Got it. Miranda's coming too. She can calm him down when we find him so we can gank that demon."
"Ok. Call me with what you find."
~Ethan's POV~
He wasn't hurting me but it was taking forever. I was starting to think he would never save me. The thoughts put me to sleep.
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