Supernatural Series Rewrite- Season 1

Something Wicked- Part 4

"Michael, can we talk to you?" You called out. Michael appeared quickly and sighed.

"What?" He was clearly in no mood to talk.

"We know what happened to Asher. It was a monster, not pneumonia." You didn't know why you blurted that out but you did. That scared Michael and he picked up the phone, holding it up threateningly.

"You're crazy! Just go away or I'm calling the cops."

"Hang on a second. Don't listen to her, listen to me. You have to believe me, ok? This thing came through the window and it attacked your brother. I've seen it. I know what it looks like because it attacked my brother once too." Dean tried to calm the child.

"This thing... is it... like... it has this long... black robe?" Michael said, slowly hanging the phone up.

"You saw it, didn't you?"

"I thought I was having a nightmare."

"I'd give anything not to tell you this, but sometimes nightmares are real." Dean sighed.

"So why are you telling me?"

"Michael, we need your help." You said to him.

"We can kill it. That's what we do. But we can't do it without you." Dean said.

"What? No!"

"Michael, listen to me. This thing hurt Asher and it's going to keep hurting kids unless we stop it, understand me?" Dean looked into his eyes.

"I'll think about it." You sighed and he walked away. You and the boys had no choice but to go back to the motel room.

"Well that went crappy. Now what?" You said, sighing.

"What did you expect? You put all this weight on him and that was a crappy opening." Sam said. There was a knock on the door and you looked at Dean. He walked over to it and opened it, revealing Michael.

"If you kill it, will Asher get better?" the small boy asked.

"Honestly? We don't know."

"You said you were a big brother. You'd take care of your little brother? You'd do anything for him?" You looked at Sam who was looking at Dean.

"Yeah, I would," Dean said softly but you still heard him.

"You know, I would put you first, always. You're like my younger brother." Sam was smiling at Dean and then he looked at you with a smile.

"You don't have to." He said softly.

"Yeah, I do."

"I'll help." You looked over at Michael who was trying really hard to be brave. Well, time to get to work.

You and the boys ended up in Michael's room. Dean was setting up a camera in there while you and Sam were in the next room with the laptop.

"This camera has night vision on it so we'll be able to see clear as day," Dean said to Michael who was tucked in bed. He looked at the camera and called out to his brother. "Are we good?"

"Yeah, we're all good." You watched as Dean walked over to the boy and sit on his bed.

"What do I do?" Michael asked.

"Just stay under the covers." Dean was talking to the kid but you turned to Sam.

"I meant what I said before. Growing up, you were always a priority. I mean, we tried to keep you out of the life for as long as we could. We wanted you to have a childhood because we didn't get one. Look how that turned out." You scoffed lightly.