When the Wind Turns and the Night's Grow Cold

Author's Note: This one is dedicated to PHX and all the readers who requested another Wee-chester story. I hope you enjoy it.

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It was a cold December night in the town of Battle Creek Iowa . The temperature was a very chilly fifteen degrees above zero and promised to drop even further. The Winchesters had just arrived in town in search of a possible demon causing havoc with the weather. Upon arriving in the town, they found the streets to be devoid of all people as they kept inside their houses trying to stay warm. Weather experts had warned people not to venture outside as it could be hazardous to their health. John drove to the run down side of town and found a motel that was relatively cheap to spend the weekend.

John signed them into the motel under the name of Arnold Pearsons with a fake credit card as he watched his boys sitting in the car snuggled together to stay warm. After getting the room key, he drove the Impala down to the room and unlocked the door before returning to the car to pick up young Sammy, snuggling him inside his leather jacket to keep the child warm as he carried him into the room. Dean obediently followed his father as he pushed his hands inside the pockets of his jacket while shivering in the cold.

John turned the heat up in the room full force as he placed Sammy under the blankets of the far bed and told Dean to climb in also until the room warmed up some. John then returned to the car to get their duffle bags and the research he had picked up from Bobby Singer along the way.

He re-entered the room to find his seven year old son Dean on the bed watching cartoons while three year old Sammy was curled up to Dean's side sleeping with one hand firmly clutching Dean's shirt as he sucked the thumb of his other hand. John shook his head in frustration as he had been trying to break that babyish habit for a few weeks now. He walked over to the bed and gently tugged the thumb out of his baby's mouth only for it to return moments later. John sighed and decided to fight that battle at a later time as he walked over to the small table located at the front of the room.

John pulled his journal from his duffle and put it on the table beside the notes he had spread out all over the small table in their motel room as he began to actively search for the demon that had caused a total of twenty two deaths over the past five years. John wrote down notes in the margin of the pages that he was researching, drawing pictures when necessary to help him remember a sigil or protection symbol for the demons mentioned. Before long, he found his eyes getting heavy with sleep and decided to call it a night.

Before climbing into his own bed, John walked over to check on his boys. Sam was still snuggled up to Dean with his thumb in his mouth, but he had relaxed enough in sleep to loose the grip he had on Dean's shirt. Seeing that Sammy still had his pants on, John gently tugged Sammy's jeans off so that he would be able to sleep more comfortably. He placed a gentle kiss on Sammy's forehead and tucked him in more firmly. He then walked around to Dean's side of the bed and ran his fingers through Dean's hair while kissing him on the forehead also. He whispered a soft "good night boys" before stripping off his jeans and climbing into bed himself.

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John was awakened early the next morning by a bundle of energy that was jumping up and down on his bed and giggling. John slowly opened his eyes to see Sammy and couldn't help but smile at the joy in his young son's face.

"Daddy, I's hungwy" squealed Sammy as he flung himself at John when he saw his daddy's eyes open. John caught Sammy just in time to keep them from butting heads together. He pulled his baby into his arms giving him a tight squeeze and nuzzled his neck saying "You are huh, well what do you say we wake up Dean and go get something to eat."

John ruffled his hair and put Sammy on the floor giving his bottom a quick pat before Sammy rushed over to wake Dean up. John watched as Sammy pulled himself back up onto his and Dean's bed and then start his jumping up and down once again. Dean groaned and flung his arm over his eyes and growled "Go away Sammy." Sammy got down on his knees and shook his brother back and forth saying "Wake up Deanie, we's gonna go eat."

Still half asleep, Dean once again said "go away" as he pushed out at his brother causing Sammy to tumble from the bed. Just before he hit the floor, John caught his baby in his arms as large tears pooled in Sammy's eyes and he began to cry. John knew Dean hadn't meant for Sammy to fall, but it still scared the child anyway.

At hearing Sammy's distress, Dean immediately became alert asking what was wrong as John tried to comfort his baby by bouncing him in his arms and crooning in his ear. "Shhh baby, you're alright, Daddy's got ya."

Before John could answer Dean, Sammy raised his head from his daddy's shoulder, tears glistening in his eyes and said "you mean to Sammy, why you push me off da bed Deanie?" Sammy's bottom lip began to quiver as he once again turned his face into the crook of his daddy's neck and cried.

Dean felt awful as he realized what he had done unintentionally. Tears welled in his eyes also as he said "I'm sorry Sammy, I didn't mean to do it. I was still asleep. I didn't know it was you."

Sammy could hear the quiver in his brothers voice and looked at Dean once again. He wiped the tears from his eyes as he pushed against his dad to get down. After he was released from John's arms, he walked over and reached out for Dean to pick him up. He snuggled in against his brother and said "I's okay Deanie, Sammy not mad any more." Sammy wrapped his arms around Dean's waist as Dean planted a kiss on the top of his curly mop of brown hair.

John had to smile watching his two boys and at seeing how easily Sammy forgave Dean. He knew they were building a bond that would only grow stronger with time and would hopefully sustain each other in rough times.

"Okay boys, time to get dressed so we can go out and get some breakfast." After getting dressed himself, John helped Sammy get dressed in a pair of jeans, a blue Transformers sweatshirt, and his jacket. He then put two pairs of sock on Sammy's feet before putting on his sneakers and tying them. He wanted to make sure Sammy was as warm as possible before going out into the cold frigid air.

When he finished dressing Sammy, John looked at Dean and said "You ready sport?"

At seeing Dean's nod, he picked Sammy up and they all walked out to the Impala. John opened the door and put Sammy into his car seat and buckled him in as he watched Dean climb in on the other side and fasten himself in. John then got into the drivers seat and started the engine, turning up the heat to full blast. He wanted the car to warm up as quickly as possible because Sammy's teeth were already chattering having just walked from the room to the car.

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After finishing their breakfast at the local IHOP restaurant, John drove himself and his two boys to the library so he could do some more research into the deaths that had occurred over the past few years. He went to the children's section first to find some books for Dean and Sammy to read before going to the section where he could do his research. He sat Sammy on the floor and Dean sat down beside him reminding them to never leave his side.

As Dean read the books to Sammy, John looked through the old newspaper articles to gather information for his latest hunt. As he researched, he found articles where people claimed to have witnessed people being killed by a creature breathing on them and literally freezing them to death within seconds with it's breath. The witness claimed to have seen an emaciated creature with muscles bulging of iron and hands that resembled claws. Even though the creature was a mere two foot high, they claimed that it had the strength of ten men as they watched it throw cars around like they were toys.

John copied the information that he had found into his journal and gathered his boys to leave. He returned the books and articles to their rightful place and bundled up his boys before leaving the library. He needed to get back to the motel and call Bobby to discuss what he had found.

On the drive back to the motel, John noticed that it was starting to snow. "Great, just what I need" he thought as he slowed the pace of the car just a little to be safe. He didn't want to chance hitting any slick patches on the road and possibly wrecking from it.

As they arrived back at the motel, John pulled Sammy out of the car to find that the snow was already starting to accumulate on the ground. Sammy was clapping in glee as he tried to catch the falling flakes. "Look Deanie, there's white stuff falwing from da sky" he said.

Dean giggled at his little brother. "That's snow silly, maybe daddy will let us play in it a little while after we eat our lunch." Both boys looked at John with hopeful eyes in anticipation of his answer.

"We'll see" said John. "It depends on how cold it is. I don't want you boys getting sick."

Sammy began to pout and looked at John with those sad puppy dog eyes of his. "Pwease daddy, Sammy wanna pway."

John couldn't say no to his baby after looking into those sad eyes of his. "Okay, but only for a few minutes" he said before leading his boys inside.

John fixed his boys some peanut butter and jelly sandwiches with some hot chocolate and told them they had to eat it all before they were allowed to go outside. Both boys quickly launched into their meals with gusto in anticipation of playing outside in the snow.

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After they had finished eating, John bundled up Sammy by putting sweat pants on under his jeans, and dressing him in two layers of shirts before putting on his jacket. He found some old mittens that used to belong to Dean and put those on his hand to keep them warm.

He looked Dean over to make sure that he was dressed warmly enough and gave him a pair of his old gloves to protect Dean's hands.

"Okay boys, I want you to be careful out there. Don't go far from the door and make sure you don't throw snowballs at any of the cars out there."

Both boys quickly agreed to the rules and went outside to play. Dean showed Sammy how to make a snowball and then tossed one at his baby brother. Sammy giggled as the snowball fell apart when it hit his jacket. He made his own little snowball and threw it at Dean who said "That's good Sammy, you got me" as he fell back into the snow.

Sammy ran over to his big brother and pounced on him giggling. "I sorry Deanie, I didn't mean to make you fall down" he said.

Dean had to laugh at him. "You didn't silly, I just wanted to make a snow angel."

Sammy looked at Dean with curious eyes. "What a snow angel Deanie?

Dean moved his arms and legs in and out as he lay down in the snow. After he stood up, he pointed to the ground and said "That's a snow angel" at the imprint the had left in the snow.

Sammy was amazed at what he saw in the snow. He looked at his big brother and said, "Will you help me make one Deanie?'

"Sure I will. Okay Sammy just lay down in the snow." Dean helped Sammy to lay down gently.

"Okay Sammy, all you gotta do is move your arms and legs like this" Dean said as he showed Sammy the proper motions to make.

Sammy did as he was told and then Dean helped him up from the ground. Upon turning around and seeing his snow angel, Sammy shouted out in joy, "I did it Deanie, I really did it."

John watched his boys in amusement from the window as they frolicked around in the snow. He was happy to give them this little respite from their lives of hunting. He wished he was able to give his boys more of a normal life, but knew that it would never be possible now after everything that had happened.

TBC.

Not much action in this chapter, but I hope you enjoyed it anyway.