Chapter three: Back together...maybe?

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~Dean’s POV~

A lot can happen in two years. Sam had died a year ago and I couldn’t save him this time. It kills me that because of me I had lost yet another family member. Sam was the last one I had left, yet again because of me. I should have been there, I could have saved him. I shouldn’t be where I’m at now either, I’m too much of a curse. I shouldn’t be here with Lisa and Ben, I should be looking for my baby sister still. I shouldn’t have ever given up on her! I’m a worthless excuse of a brother that the world had ever known. I am the oldest, its my job to keep the family together, yet I let if fall apart because of me.

Small footsteps echoed through the hall snapping me from my depressing thoughts. I turned around, facing Ben. My girlfriends son, my son. I had claimed Ben as my own, and I don't regret it. If I can't hunt anymore than I have gotta do something, this was the best I could do, I was broken when I showed up here. My memories becoming nightmares in my sleep. I could never escape the feeling of failure. I felt like I had neglected my family. My real family. Sam and Paige.

"Dean, mom wants to see you, there is a man at the door. He kinda looks like Sam." Ben said, confused. Sam? As soon as I heard that sweet name I rushed out the door, and into the living room. There in the doorway stood my brother, my dead brother, Sammy. He looked at me pained, but I didn't care I rushed across the room and enveloped him into a hug. That was my baby brother that I watched die, right here in my arms. Something moving from behind him  had me froze. It was.....

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