AN Just saying please don't hate me this isn't the end, I'm not done with this book. Just stay tuned.

~~~Dean's POV~~~~~

Fuck fuck fuck fuck fuck, this can't happen again. Yes, Sammy has been stalked by this dude before. He's the one who dad assumes started the fire that night. And he's one of the reasons we move so much. But dad doesn't give a shit anymore. He'd be fine if Sam got taken. That's why we aren't moving anymore. But I still care. I need my brother. I don't need John. So we all stick together, today we keep riding the rides and stay close to each other. I notice, every so often, Gabe would look around. I did the same, but he seemed to do it more, and don't get me wrong, I would but if the guy knew we knew there's more risk.

"Gabe." I say to get his attention.

"Yeah?"

"Stop looking so often, Sammy's safe, he's got you and me. He can run. We all know this."

"I know Dean, it's just, isn't it a little odd? Out of nowhere some weirdo stalks Sammich."

"It's not out of nowhere." I confess.

"What?"

"Gabriel," I say low enough that Sam doesn't hear. "He doesn't know, but the reason we moved so much is because of this dude, he's tried taking Sammy before, and John thinks he killed our mother."

"What? But, why?"

"We don't know."

I see Gabe look around again, I'm about to punch him or something to get him to stop, when he's staring at the side of someone's face.

"Someone you know?"

"No, maybe, I don't know. I've seen him in a dream I had, but it isn't possible. The dream was supernatural and couldn't be true."

"What do you mean, and stop looking before you get seen by them."

"I mean, in my dream a blonde checked up on her child, never seen a face but she wore a white nightgown, she had woken up to her son crying I think, he looks to be about 6 months. She saw someone next to his crib thinking it was her husband she leaves, but she notices something I think. She came back and yelled a name, I couldn't make it out. And then I saw yellow eyes, and I could see his face perfectly. It's the dude I was looking at. But I don't think I've ever seen him before. But anyways back to the dream, just before I woke up, I saw the woman on the ceiling, blood on her abdomen, looking down at the child. I can see his face too, but I don't know any baby that looks like that. And then the mom catches fire, the dad woke up and got the kids out but the house was burned to the ground, with the mother stuck inside."

"Woah, and how could this dude look like the one in your dream? Dreams aren't true."

"Actually Dean-o, there are certain dreams, that cause the feeling of deja vu, you can dream of a day, the exact elements and it comes true."

"But no one has yellow eyes."

"I know. But I think there's something the dream is telling me about this man, because the dream I had only started after I met Samantha, and it's happened a few times."

"Wait, you think this dude, the one you know the face of is the one who's trying to kidnap Sammy?"

"I don't know, I just know that these dreams are warnings. I can feel it."

"How?"

"I wake up in sweats, and all I can think about is Sam, and how I need to see him almost immediately."

"Okay, that's just love."

"NO, not this. Love is when you want to, and sometimes need to, and yeah I want to every day, but when I have the dreams I can't focus until I see Sam, I can't stop worrying."

"Oh."

"Yeah."

"Wait, Dean."

"Yeah?"

"Do you have any pictures of your mom, maybe some of Sam as a baby?"

"Why?"

"I know the mom's hair color and her body shape, and I can see the baby's face, so I know the baby."

"And you think if they match then we have our answer."

"Right."

"I can look."

"Okay."

After that, we rode a few more rides, ate some carnie food, Gabe and Sam had some cotton candy after an hour of begging, that frickin trickster and his sweet tooth corrupting my baby brother. I'm still worried about Sam's safety. So we head back to Bobby's around 11 pm. I tell him everything, I pull Gabe in to tell his dream, and I ask if we can stay there for a few more nights.

"I'll cook breakfast and dinner, I'll do some runs, I just need Sammy safe, and I can't do much if our house gets broken into, and of course I don't want to burden you, I just here you have guns and I know how to shoot and I can protect everyone."

"Dean, you don't have to explain yourself, you know you're welcome, I've missed you guys, a lot."

"I know Bobby, I just don't want to impose."

"You aren't, I'd rather you safe than what John wants."

"Thanks Bobby, do you mind keeping Sam and Gabe here while I take Cas to my house, to get some things and bring him to his to do the same and explain everything to his siblings?"

"Yeah go ahead, But take this." He hands me a pocket knife and a pistol.

"Thanks Bobby. I'll be back."

"Alright."

~~~~~~ Cas' POV~~~~~~

"So, what's going on?" I ask Dean while we drive, he looks agitated.

"I'm sorry for taking you guys into this."

"What?" Head tilt, it's a habit what can I say?

"Sam, he's been stalked since he was a baby by this man, he is assumed to have started the fire in his nursery."

"Oh. I'm sorry Dean I didn't know."

"I know Cas, it's fine. But I think I dragged you and Gabriel into this."

"How so?"

"Gabe dreamt of the supernatural, but he seen this guy, the same one that was at the carnival, and he thinks he seen Sam as a baby, this dude, my mom. Just everything."

"Oh."

"I'm sorry Cas,."

"Dean it's fine."

"NO it's not. This might get you to hate me, but I don't want you to be in this life, I've had to move every so often, and my dad doesn't care what happens to Sam anymore."

"Dean-"

"Cas let me talk please."

"Okay."

"So I have feelings for you. If you want to go back home when we get there it's fine. But I need to say this, before I move again or something worse."

"Dean, why would I want to go home?"

"Because you probably aren't gay, and I made it awkward, and there's danger, and you have a soulmate."

"Dean, I like you too, you didn't make it awkward, screw danger, if this dude messes with any of us he won't get away, and screw soulmates, yeah I want to meet mine, but I like you, and-"

"I know Cas, but I don't want you hurt."

"I don't give a damn."

"Cas?"

"We're here." I point out, stopping him from saying anything else, he doesn't need to.

We go inside, he goes to his room and I follow, he grabs a bag, it has a ton of stuff in it, like a runaway bag. I give him a questioned look, but he just runs to Sam's room, grabbing a similar bag.

"Dean?" He doesn't respond while he goes into what I assume is John's room, looking for pictures for some reason. He grabs two and puts them in a bag. He takes my hand and we go to the Impala. He drives me to my house, he talks to Anna and Luci, Anna's making heart eyes when I come down from grabbing mine and Gabe's stuff.

"Ready?"

"Yep." I grab his hand, Anna looks embarrassed, and Luci is giving a knowing look, I hug them real fast and say I love you's. It isn't like I won't see them but I won't be home for a bit. We get back to Bobby's and Dean pulls Gabe to the back room, and I'm talking to Sam.

"He told me he liked me."

"Wait, what?"

"Yeah, but he was also saying how I was in too much danger."

"Yeah it's what he does."

"But we held hands soooo."

"OOOoOOOooOooOooOOOo."

"I know." We keep talking about random stuff and we end up watching T.V.

~~~~~~Gabe's POV~~~~~~

I'm looking at the pictures, and it's the same woman, and baby as my dream. I think Dean can tell because he doesn't even ask, he just sighs and goes to talk to Bobby. I go back to Sam and I pick him up, he squeals 'manly' and I set him on my lap while we cuddle. I love his cuddles and they help me. I feel him nudge me.

"What's up Sam?"

"I can feel your sadness and tension. What's wrong, you never call me Sam."

"Look who's the one to pull psychology."

"Shut up. What's up Gabey?" He puts on his puppy dog eyes. Fuck.

"Sammy, babe, darlin, don't give me that look." I try to joke.

"Gabe, tell me."

"Fine, I saw a supernatural event in my dream that matched what you told me what happened to your mom. I saw you as a baby, I saw the guy, I couldn't see your mom's face but Dean showed me pictures and I know."

"Oh."

"Hey, it's okay, I know who to look out for."

"That makes it more dangerous."

"How so?"

"He can figure it out and come after you."

"Maybe but I'm going to protect you."

"Gabe, I love you." This feels like it has more emotion.

"Gabe?"

"Yeah?"

"Can I kiss you?"

"Yes Sammich."

He leaned forward, placing his lips on mine, he was hesitant. But he didn't back off, he tasted like cotton candy, blue raspberry. We break the kiss due to needing air. But I couldn't be happier. I wanted to kiss him for so long.

"Gabe?"

"Yeah?"

"Can we do that more often?"

"I'd like that." We shared another kiss, but it was only a peck. We decided to lay down, we had school tomorrow, we fell asleep content with our love.

But when we wake up, we aren't at Bobby's.

"Sam?" I ask, I can't see.

"I'm here."

"Where is here?"

"I don't know."

~~~~Sam's POV~~~~

I fell asleep at Uncle Bobby's but that's not where I woke up. It's too dark, and I can feel someone watching me. I'm scared.

"Gabe?"

"Yeah Sammy?"

"Can you feel it?"

"That someones?"

"Yeah."

"Listen Sammich, everything will be okay." Suddenly the blindfolds are being ripped off.

"You." I hear Gabe say with such anger and darkness I shuddered.

"Ah so you know me?"

"Not personally but I've had a few dreams."

"Oh, well then let me introduce myself. My name is Azazel, and I want Samuel William Winchester dead."

"WHY?" Gabe yelled, I flinched.

"Well, lets see, John had a dilemma, his lovely wife Mary was pregnant. With little Samuel here. But before he had an affair. With my sister. She was also pregnant. But he never even batted an eye."

"So you kill his wife and try to finish his son, you want to hurt him."

"Ah you're a fast learner I see."

"Yeah, well you can't hurt John by killing Sam, he doesn't care anymore."

"He doesn't? Well then why did he run with Sam and Dean?"

"He used to care. But why do you think he brought them home? HE KNEW YOU WERE AFTER HIM BUT DID NOTHING!"

"Okay, enough." I hear Gabe gasp, I feel liquid surround me. I look down and it's blood.

"Why did you kill him?" I say while starting to cry.

"He was never part of the plan, he needed to go, and he got too talkative and loud."

"Oh, so if I yell you'll kill me too?"

"I don't need you to do anything, you're dead either way. Goodbye Samuel."

With that, I feel something go into me. I start to panic, I'm dying, I'm only 15, and I'm dying. All because John couldn't keep it in his pants. I didn't even realise I tasted metallic until I was spitting blood out. Then everything went dark.