4Brothers
Bloody hell... don't kill me! Put those blades away. And the salt. Thank you.
Now I know, I'm late. Shut up. I've been busy. And I bloody well hope this chapter appeases your... whatever that is. Now keep those damn blades down and stop reading this bit! Go on! Read the story! ...why do I even bother?
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Chapter 1 - Adam
"Hi Da-John. It's Adam, Adam Milligan. I just... mom told me once that if I ever saw anything strange, anything unnatural, to call you. So that's what I'm doing. Mom... she hasn't been herself in the past couple days, acting weird, kinda hostile... she didn't recognize me when I came home from school the day it started... And I swear, this morning when she turned around, her eyes were black. Not bruised, but completely black. Like tar. I didn't know what to do, and black eyes are NOT normal... If you can help, please... She's my mother."
Sam turned his eyes from his fathers old phone, and back onto the road ahead of him. Just in time to see the 'Welcome to Windom, Minnesota' sign. He sighed as he went over the message in his head once again. This 'Adam' sounded pretty freaked out, and he was talking about black eyes. He also had John's number, which was unusual for someone who didn't already know about the supernatural. Which this boy obviously did not. Sam sighed again, before pulling into the parking lot of the shabby motel he had found when looking for demonic omens around the area. During his research, Sam also found that Adam Milligan was a town resident, studying pre-med at the University of Wisconsin, his Mother, Kate Milligan, was a well respected nurse in the town. He also found, by looking through his fathers journal, that in 1990, the same year Adam was born coincidentally, there had been a ghoul taking up residence in the town cemetery.
As Sam started headed for the front desk, he contemplated calling Ruby... No. He decided, he had left the previous motel without calling for just this reason, he needed some time alone. And if he did call her, she would probably try to shove her blood down his throat. She had done it a few times since Deans... passing, claiming it would make him strong enough to get revenge. All he got so far was a bitter taste and a sore throat. Besides, she had left few days before anyway.
Sam decided to spend the rest of the night in the motel to research and set up a meeting with Adam before doing anything else.
When he arrived at the diner Adam had suggested they meet in, Sam had a strange feeling in his gut. The night before, Adam had been surprised when Sam was the one talking to him, not John. He had asked where John was, but Sam wasn't willing to talk about it. At least not over the phone. He had told Adam he would rather talk in person, and Adam had suggested the diner. So, here he was. He looked around for the boy, but didn't see him, so he sat in a booth and waited.
After a few minutes of waiting, he watched as Adam walked in. The boy seemed younger than he had in his pictures. His eyes wore a strangely haunted look, and his face was grim, definitely the opposite of the happy smiling man in his school pictures. He also seemed familiar, but Sam didn't know how. maybe it was the way he carried himself. It kind of reminded him of his Father. And of Dean... he shook his head. Now is not the time to get emotional. He thought, lifting his gaze back to the younger man who had noticed him and was now making his way towards him.
Sam smiled grimly at the boy as he sat down.
"So, Adam right?" he asked the boy, who nodded and watched him warily. "Good, I'm Sam by the way. Now, can you tell me some more about you're Mother? Is there anything more than what was said on the phone?" he said, staring at the boy. He really looks familiar... but how? Sam was drawn from his thoughts when a pretty waitress came up to them smiling as she took in Sam.
"Hello boys, and what can I get for you today?" she asked in a slightly-overly-perky voice. She looked Sam up and down and smiled. Dean would have liked her... he thought before he took a quick peek at his menu and looked back up.
"I'll have a beer and a salad please" he said politely, before turning away from the waitress and turning towards Adam.
"I'll just have some water Chrissy..." Adam trailed off, as he blushed a bit when she smiled at him.
"Sure thing, sugah" she said as she turned and waltzed off. Adam watched her a second, before he turned back to Sam.
"Uh... you had asked if there was anything else I didn't say on the phone, right?" Sam nodded his head, "Well, I've been noticing some strange smells around the house, mostly hanging around my mother... rotten eggs and dried blood. Does that mean anything?" Adam asked, a curious look on his face. Sam's eyes went big. Rotten eggs and dried blood? Definitely a demon... "And, if you don't mind me asking, why isn't John here?" Adam said. sam looked up.
"John is dead. Has been for a couple years." he said flatly, willing any emotion down. He watched as Adam's eyes went big, and filled with a few tears.
"H-he's dead?" he whispered in disbelief. "How?" he asked Sam, eyes wide and innocent.
"Why do you care?" Sam asked suspiciously, why would this kid care, and be so hurt, by the fact that John Winchester is dead?
"... He's my dad" the boy said. "I mean, he wasn't always there, and I didn't officially meet him till I was 12, but... he's my dad..." Adam took a deep breath to steady himself. "How did he die?" Sam just looked at Adam. Of course... he looks like John, and a little like Dean. That's why he looked familiar... Sam also took a deep breath. He looked right into Adams eyes.
"John Winchester was my father. He died by selling his soul to a demon to protect his eldest son, my big brother." Sam said. Adam looked at him with wide eyes.
"You're John Winchesters kid? I have half brothers? He sold his soul? To a demon? Demons are real?" he asked quickly, a disbelieving tone in his voice. His eyes searched around the room, as if looking for something. Sam nodded his head. "Yea, you have half brothers apparently... well, you only have one living one. Me. Dean is... Dean is gone." he said sadly. Adam stopped looking around and looked back at Sam, sadness written across his face. "Oh" he said simply. Sam looked up at him. "And yes, demons are real. And I think there's one inside your mother."
Adam had refused to believe him at first. How could his mother be possessed? Where was the proof? But Sam had explained it to him. That rotten egg smell? Sulfur. Those black eyes? The demon inside. The strange behaviour? The demon. Adam had relented after a while. After Sam had explained it to him. Adam reluctantly agreed to show Sam as well. So now they were on their way to Adam's home. When they arrived, Sam couldn't help the small bit of jealousy that wormed it's way through him. The house was everything Sam had wanted growing up. Hell, it even had a white picket fence on one between it and the neighbors house. They made their way inside and Adam let them in, Sam fingered the silver rosary in his pocket.
"Adam, can I have a glass of water?" Sam asked, as they made their way through the front hall into the living room.
"Uh, yea... sure. Just a second." Adam said, as he turned and headed towards what Sam could only suspect to be the kitchen. He looked around the room, spotting a few pictures on the mantle piece above the fire place. He walks over to them, ad stares as he sees John, John-freaking-Winchester, smiling. It looks like he's at a ball game, with Adam at his side and their smiling. And Sam can see that it's a genuine smile on both of their faces. Sam sighs with longing. I wish Dad could have taken US to some ball games... Sam sighed again when he heard Adam re-enter the room.
"Sam..." Adam said, sounding... strange "Sam." he called again. Sam turned, his eyes going wide at the sight before him. Kate Milligan was behind her son, her wrists bleeding out onto his shoulders as she gripped him, a bloodied knife resting against his throat. Her eyes were black and she smirked. Adam looked at Sam, his eyes very wide, and very scared, they were pleading with him as Adam mouthed one word. Help. Sam looked between Kate and Adam.
"Well hello there pretty boy." the demon said, "What, pray tell, is the boy king, of all people, doing in my house?" she asked sweetly, lifting her one hand up towards Sam. "Want a taste, my liege?" she asked, as her bleeding hand was offered out to him. He shook his head No. Her eyes widened a little, before they changed back to Kate's brown eyes. "I see..." she said coldly, before she dropped Adam, and used her powers to push him against the wall. "So you don't want my gift, your majesty?" she asked mockingly. "Oh, Azazel's special little boy doesn't want his treat..." she tuted, her eyes flashing black once, "What a shame... You're brother would e so proud wouldn't he? You denying your destiny. I could tell him for you? I could carve it into his skin and listen to him scream. I could burn it into his flesh. You think he'd want that? I think he would." she smiled. "He likes to beg too. Beg for mercy as he screams. It's really quite a show. You should visit sometime." she smirked. Sam just stared at her, anger filling him.
"You. Won't. Touch. My. Brother." he said, staring at her with a death glare.
"Sam?" he heard Adam whimper from the wall. "...Sam..." he looked at Adam, and watched as he nodded his head slowly. "Do it. She's already dead." he said, as if reading Sam's mind, knowing what he was about o do. "It's not her anymore" Adam was giving his consent to Sam. Sam nodded his head and charged forwards, catching the demon off guard as she thought he would spare her. For Adam.
He plunged the demon knife into Kate's body and watched as she fell to the ground. Adam was released from the wall. He took one look at his mothers dead form, and turned away.
"Let's jus go Sam" he whispered, before walking out the door to the impala, climbing into the passenger seat, Sam right behind him getting into the drivers seat and starting the car. "I'm sorry Adam." he said simply, before driving back to his hotel to gather his things.
So that was chapter one!
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-E. Winchester