Supernatural: Wayward Sons: Monster Squad

2018 Annual

"Fizzled"

Ben was laying face down on his bed in the home he shared with Adam, Samandriel and Jesse, trying to sleep off the previous night of heavy drinking. His cell phone started ringing with the tone "Heat of the Moment" as he repeatedly slammed his hand on the nightstand in an effort to blindly grab the phone.

"Hello?" Ben asked in a groggy voice, only to be met with a high-pitched voice on the other end.

"Why hello, Ben!"

"Not now," Ben moaned as heard the voice of a hunter he'd worked with a few years earlier. "What do you want, Mr. Fizzles?"

"Well, I was on a hunt and came across some information you might be interested in, friend. It's about your mother."

Ben suddenly jumped up, and just a little too fast because the hangover then hit him full force, forcing him to lay back on the bed.

"What about my mother? Tell me."

"What's the magic wooorrrrd?"

"Please, Mr. Fizzles, what do you know about my mom?"

*

Ben didn't even waste time getting dressed. He grabbed a pair of pants and some shoes, running to the Impala in his boxers and an old t-shirt.

"Where are you going in such a rush?" Adam asked as he was heading back from the mailbox.

"No time to talk, got a tip on my mom, call you soon!" Ben shouted as he jumped into the car and sped out of the driveway.

Adam just shrugged and headed back inside, seeing that his son wasn't downstairs yet. He thought kids would be up bright and early, causing havoc in the early hours of the morning. Adam put the mail down and headed upstairs. Adam had only been a father for less than 24 hours and was already nervous about screwing up his new role. "Hunter?"

Adam opened the door, seeing his son sitting on the edge of his bed, just waiting. He was still in his pajamas, just staring at the door patiently.

"Are you... okay?" Adam asked. "How was your first night in your new home?"

"I'm great, Dad," Hunter said. "Can I get up now?"

"Can I get u-- of course you can get up, kid, you're not bound to this one room," Adam said as he walked over and picked the boy up to make eye contact with him. "This is your home, now. This entire house is free to roam if you want. Except the basement where we keep the weapons and stuff, just ask permission if you want to go down there. Got it?"

"Are you mad at me?" Hunter asked.

"No, why would I be mad at you?" Adam asked as he set his son down, sitting next to him. "I get it. You've never had a real life with a real family before. You think you're going to mess up and I'm going to get angry. Well, yeah, you are going to mess up, you're 10, that's what ten-year-olds do. But I'm not going to be angry with you. I may scold you and tell you what you're doing is wrong to put you on the right path, but I'm not going to yell at you or make you feel bad over it. We're going to make this family thing work, okay?"

"Okay, Dad," Hunter said as he hugged him.

"Okay, now get dressed and come downstairs, I'll fix you something to eat," Adam said. "You do like pancakes, right?"

Hunter gasped before whispering. "Those are my favorite, especially the ones with whipped cream and berries on top."

"You are definitely my boy," Adam said as he stood up. "See you downstairs, kid."

*

Jesse returned to his bedroom, his clothes covered in blood. He started pulling off shirt as he realized Samandriel was in the room with him.