Supernatural Season 1 (Written by a Fan)

A Perfect Family, Shattered

In the back yard of a two story house, in Lawrence Kansas was a father and son playing catch with an old football. The father throwing the ball and the small child running after the ball and catching it. The force of the ball almost knocking him down. Despite it all though the little boy would yell and laugh as he tried to toss the wobbly ball back to his father, although the football would land a few feet from him. He would feel sad, feel as though he failed his father. Little did the boy know this wouldn't be the last time that he would feel this way. This little boy was Dean Winchester, the oldest born to John and Mary Winchester.

Six months ago this morning Mary and John welcomed their second son into the world, Sam Winchester. He was a very calm baby, never really crying. Just staring and taking in the giant world that he was brought into. Sam was what most would call a very curious baby. No one would ever guess the fate the God held for the small, cute, and curious bundle of joy.

As the sun started to sink behind trees, deep colors of red and orange filled the clouds above the two. John walked slowly to pick up the ball, little did he know this would be the last time he would play catch with Dean in this back yard. After picking up the ball, he smiled at Dean and picked him up as well.

"I'm sure mom has dinner ready, what do you think?" he smiled as he kissed Dean's forehead.

"Yeah, mommy is the best cook." Dean giggled as he snuggled into his father's chest, hiding his face.

John only smiled as he began walking back to the house. There was a strange chilliness to the air as he walked across the green well kept grass of the back yard. It chilled John and he would shiver, but seeing as it was November it wasn't surprising that the air was getting chilly. John would never guess what would happen, that in just hours he would be loading his kids in the back of his car and living on the road.

In the kitchen stood the love of his life and mother of his children, Mary Winchester. The blonde was taking something out of the oven and setting it on the counter. She made her famous Winchester Surprise, it was a casserole that was made with two types of meat and cheese, and a lot of it. Despite Dean thinking that Mary was the best cook the world has ever seen, she only knew how to cook Winchester Surprise. John was the cook in the house hold, although he praised his wife for the effort.

As John walked into the house with Dean, the light in the living room flickered. Thinking it was simply a faulty bulb John took a mental note that he needed to change it. Dean started to fuss to be let down when he saw Sam in his car seat in the living room, in front of the TV that was playing Scooby-Doo, Where are you? It was one of Sam and Dean's favorite shows.

Once Dean was let down, John watched him run to Sam's side and sit down next to the car seat as he started to watch the show. John smiled as he saw how well Dean got along with Sam, even if they were so young. He knew that those boys would grow up to fight and argue sure, but they would also be two of closest siblings this world had ever seen.

He walked into the kitchen, just in time to see Mary setting the table. He rushed to help her with the task of placing the dishes on the table. A simple task that he had done a hundred times before. This time felt different like it somehow it meant so much more. He watched her as she handed him plates and glasses, not taking his eyes off her as he set them in their stops on the table.

"John, my love you okay?" she asked as she started to make Sam's bottle, she noticed that he had been watching her as if she was going to disappear.

"Oh yeah, of course..." he said softly as he sat his glass on the table, at the head of the table. He was trying to convince not only her but also himself.