MegawackoRileyx

Hey guys! I hope everyone likes my stuff; I love writing it. Uhm. I'll try to keep each episode to 12 parts - so expect longer chapters in the future. I know the last 6 parts have been about Sam and Dean, but I promise the next few parts will include Rowan :] You'll see! Thanks to all my readers <3

Sam and Dean walk out of his apartment - Sam has changed from his pajamas into a pair of jeans and a loose top; shrugging a jacket on in the cool California night air. "I mean, come on." Sam was saying, glancing around the quiet dorm neighbourhood. "You can't just break in, in the middle of the night and expect me to hit the road with you." Dean rolled his shoulders at his brother's words, expecting this sort of refusal from him. "You aren't listening to me, Sammy." Dean started. "Dad's missing. I need you to help me find him," Sam huffed, licking the corner of his lower lip. "You remember the poltergeist in Amherst, or the devil's gates in

22 Years Later "Goodnight, Jess." Sam Winchester murmured into his girlfriend's blonde hair. She smelt like strawberries; it was the shampoo he had bought her. "Night Sam," Jessica sleepily replied, wrapping her arms around his midsection. The two college kids fell asleep. A few hours rolled by, before a faint crash in the living room woke Sam up. Naturally, he got up and edged out from under Jessica's arms. Grabbing a baseball bat - he hated the sport but the bat helped - Sam headed down the stairs and towards the source of the crash. The kitchen; the fridge light is on. Confused, yet equally anxious, Sam pushed the door open and catapulte

Four Months Later, "Bobby, I need your help." John Winchester croaked into the cellphone. Between rocking a wailing daughter and keeping young Sam from playing with the shotgun on the table, John was losing his mind. "What's wrong, John?" Bobby's voice crackled through the other side; was he cooking? "I need you to take her, Bobby. I can't do it. I can't keep them all safe." John spoke quiely; Dean was finally asleep after a night of nightmares, and he wouldn't agree with John to send his baby sister away. "Take her? John, you know I can-" "Bobby you have to. I know you can do it. I see you with my boys all the time." John pleaded with the

Mary Winchester didn't die in 1983. Sam and Dean were blessed with a little sister in 1985, only three months after Sam turned two. Dean was thrilled. John - worried that he wouldn't be a good father to his daughter - spent many hours in her nursery that she shared with her brother, Sam. It was peaceful, idealistic, and perfect for the Winchester family. That was, until a demonic fire took the life of Mary Winchester when Rowan was only six months old. John raced in and saved his two young kids; Dean was already out on the front lawn, gaping in shock as his little brother and sister's room burst into flame. John cradled his children in his