Supernatural: Wayward Sons: Monster Squad

Let It Be, Part 5

2002

It took a lot of saving, but Adam finally had earned enough to buy the new game system he'd wanted for so long. Knowing that his mother couldn't afford it, Adam realized he had to earn the money himself by doing odd jobs around the neighborhood. Mowing grass, shoveling snow, washing cars, walking dogs, and various other tasks that the neighbors needed to be done. And now here Adam was, holding his hard earned money in his hands. He was proud of what he'd accomplished on his own.

As Adam headed downstairs, he heard a noise coming from the kitchen. He looked around the corner and saw his mother sitting at the table, crying. Adam knew why, too. Another boyfriend had left, probably because Kate wouldn't take any of their abuse. Kate had raised a 12-old-son while working two jobs and wasn't about to take the crap of any man who wanted to be mentally or physically abusive. Kate Milligan knew she was a survivor and Adam was proof of that.

The boy walked into the kitchen and hugged her from behind, feeling the large wad of cash in his front pocket as he pressed up against her. Adam knew what he had to do.

"Let's go out for a nice dinner, my treat," Adam told her. "Dinner and a movie at the nicest place in town."

"No, baby, you worked hard for your money," Kate told him. "You need to spend it on what you want."

"I am," Adam smiled. "I want to take my mom out for a night on the town. And that's just the beginning, you'll see. Someday I'm gonna take care of you the way you've taken care of me my whole life. I'm never going to let anyone hurt you ever again."

*

Now

"Adam, if Ben is already in the woods, how do we find him?" Alfie asked.

"Jed knows his scent," Adam told him as he bent down to pat his Hellhound puppy, just as a rifle shot hit the tree behind him. "What the--"

"It's the other you!" Alfie realized as he saw Adam's clone standing in the bushes not too far away.

"Jed, lead Alfie to Ben!" Adam shouted as he looked at Alfie. "Go! I'll be behind you!"

Alfie followed the puppy's movements through the brush, hoping he could keep up with the invisible Hellhound. Adam reached into his jacket and pulled out his machete as he saw his clone walking toward him with the rifle.

"So, you're my clone," Adam said with a smirk. "Too bad they programmed you to be a dick."

"What do you mean?" the clone Adam asked as he kept the gun aimed. "You're the clone. You're the one who needs to be put down."

"You don't even remember dying, do you? Me and my mom were killed by Ghouls in 2009," Adam told him. "Oh my God, they never told you, did they?"

"No," the clone said. "There was a car accident and I was in a coma for months--"

"Is that what they told you?" Adam asked. "Is that what they made you believe? That you've always been loyal? Do you even have any of my memories? Do you even know who our dad is?"

"He was a friend of my mother's that abandoned us before she found out she was pregnant," the clone told him. "I never the met the guy."

"The Stynes screwed with your head, man," Adam told him. "Our dad's name was John Winchester. He was a Hunter. I only met him a few times myself, but he taught me a lot in those few meetings. Doesn't make up for being a deadbeat dad, but I remember all the father/son stuff he tried to cram into a few hours. Getting our first beer? Learning to drive? Getting our first knife? Giving me enough courage to go out and get my first kiss? Do you even know who your first kiss was? Do you even know who you are, or did the Stynes erase all the parts of me they didn't like, up to and including me being--"