Are We Meant to Be?

Chapter 30

~Sam's POV~

"Whatcha find?" I asked Dean as he called me over to the laptop.

"There's nowhere near the store, but there's a warehouse a few blocks down. It's the only thing that makes sense."

"Let's try it. It's worth a shot." I said. The three of us got in the car and headed out. I was so worried. What was the demon doing to Ethan? Torture? Was he dead? The thoughts flooded my head. Once we arrived in the parking lot, we each got a blade. We smashed through the door, and there I saw Ethan tied up, but thankfully unharmed.

The demon went behind Ethan with a knife and we stopped instantly.

"Please. Let him go. Take me, but let him go." Miranda pleaded.

"Gladly. You're the one I want anyways." The demon stated as he shoved Ethan to the ground while he was still in the chair.

"Why do you want me?"

"Payback for what you did to my friend?"

"What are you talking about?"

"Henry Jackson ring a bell?"

~Miranda's POV~

It did ring a bell. I knew what I did, and it all became clear.

"Miranda, who's Henry?"

"I'll tell you later." I explained. Sam nodded and let it go. In the process, Sam tried to sneak up behind the demon who was now a couple feet from me, so that he could stab it, but the demon sent him and Dean flying into some shipping crates. They hit the ground with a thud. Sam was knocked out, but Dean stayed conscious.

He managed to work up enough strength to untie Ethan without getting caught. Ethan stayed put as he was told. I tried to whip out my blade, but it was knocked from my hand. I had really thought this plan was gonna work, but it wasn't going very smoothly. Just as the demon pulled out his blade, Dean stabbed it straight in the back, and it flickered before falling over.

"Are you ok?" He asked. I was shaky and out of breath. I simply nodded. "Here sit down. Rest for a sec. I'll go check on Sammy."

~Dean's POV~

"Sammy!!" He woke up slightly.

"It's ok. I got it. Relax." I said as he tried to get up.

"You ok bud?" Sam asked. He shook his head. "You hurt?"

"No. I'm just scared."

"It's ok buddy. We got him. It'll be ok." We all got back to the car.

"Is everyone ok physically?" I got nods from everyone so I drove us back to the bunker. I threw my keys on the counter and we all sat on the couch to relax for a while. All of us except Ethan.

~Sam's POV~

"Ethan? Why aren't you sitting with us?"

"I have a couple questions."

"Ok. Go ahead."

"What was that?"

"A demon. It wanted your mom for something she isn't ready to tell all of us yet."

"Ok. Also, are you really my dad?" His question caught me off guard. I looked at Miranda who looked at me just as confused.

"Why would you ask that?"

"I told the demon my dad would come to save me. He laughed then said my dad doesn't know who I am. I said you were my dad. He told me you weren't and that you don't care about me and neither does Dean. Is that true?"

"Of course not. I love you bud."

"Me too." Dean chimed in.

"Are you my dad?!" He asked angrily.

"Sam, tell him." Miranda said sadly.

"Alright. No bud, I'm not biologically your dad, but that doesn't-" I stopped as he walked off and slammed the door to his room shut. I slammed my fist on the couch and went to my room to lay down.

~Dean's POV~

"I'll go talk to Ethan. You go take care of Sammy." She nodded.

I knocked on Ethan's door.

"Go away!" He shouted

"It's Dean."

"Go away!" He repeated. I opened the door anyways. He was laying in bed with tears flooding his eyes.

"Come on E" I started. E was my nick name for him since everyone else always called him bud or buddy, I figured I'd be different. He loved it. " Please give me 5 minutes to explain everything. Then, if you still want me out, then I'll leave your room."

"Ok." He mumbled.

"First, ask me any questions."

"Why did you guys lie to me this whole time?"

"You weren't old enough to understand the truth."

"What's the truth?"

"Your real dad left your mom. He was married to her, but when she was pregnant with you, he left because he didn't want you. Your mom was dating Sam for a while before you were born, they got married, and then you were born. Sam is your dad now. Sam and I want you. Your real dad was mean to you and your mom. He didn't want you to be his son."

"But how? He's not really my dad. How can I call him dad if that's not who he is?"

"It's just how it works. It's complicated. I know. I'm not technically your uncle either then, but that doesn't mean I can't love you and you can't love me."

"About the second part the demon said to me, do you and Sam care about me?"

"Of course E. Does it not seem like we do?"

"It does, but the other part he said was true, so I didn't know if you were pretending."

"We care about you a lot. We love you. Let me tell you something. A wise man once told me that 'family don't end in blood.' But it doesn't start there either. Just because we aren't related to you doesn't mean we aren't your father and uncle. Ok?"

"Ok."

"Are you still mad at me and Sam?" I asked cautiously. He shook his head.

"You sure? It's ok if you are."

"I'm not mad. I didn't know there was a reason."

"Sam tried to explain but you ran in here."

"I know. I'm sorry Dean. Can I talk to dad?"

"It's ok. And yeah. I'll send him in." I said as he got up and hugged me. I crouched down so he could reach.

~Sam's POV~

"Hey, he wants to talk to you. He's ok now." Dean said as he peeked into the room. I got up and went to Ethan's room. As soon as he saw me, he got up and hugged me.

"I'm sorry I got so mad, Dad."

"It's ok bud. We should have told you."

"You had a reason not to." I nodded and it was a brief and awkward silence.

"Ethan, I'm sorry if I made you feel like I don't care about you."

"I know you care about me. Just the demon was right about you not being my dad so I wasn't sure." I nodded.

"You ok bud?"

"Not really. I'm really scared, and I don't know how to protect myself."

"Maybe someday I'll teach you. You need to be a little older though, ok? This hunting stuff is way too dangerous to teach you anything this young."

"Ok. Will you tuck me in daddy?"

"Of course." I replied. Happy that he still called me daddy. I pulled his sheets up to his chin and kissed him on the forehead. "Night buddy."

"Night. Tell mommy I say goodnight too."

"I will." I said before turning off his light.