In this FF, Mary Winchester wasn't killed until Sam was almost 2 years old. When Sam was 8 months old, Mary and John adopted a child, a baby girl, almost 2 months old, she was abandoned on the side of the road, her name was Emma. Emma was 1, Sam was almost 2, and Dean was 6, when Mary was killed by Azazel. After her murder, John took the kids and went back to hunting, he needed to avenge the death of his wife.

Chapter 1

Lawrence, Kansas (1984)...

Mary was awoken in the middle of the night to her daughter's cries, she got up and checked on her 14 month old daughter and her 18 month old son, in the nursery that they shared.

She saw what she assumed was her husband standing over her children. "John?"

"Shh" he whispered back.

She left and saw that the television was on downstairs, she went down there thinking that Dean had stayed up past his bedtime, she was shocked when she saw her husband had fallen asleep in his reclining chair watching TV.

She immediately ran back up the stairs. Once she saw who it was, that it was Azazel, feeding both of her babies demon blood, she screamed as loud as she could, which woke John.

"Mary?!" He ran up the stairs into the nursery of their children and saw them peacefully sleeping in their adjoining cribs, well Emma was sleeping, Sam was wide awake. He smiled until he saw a drop of blood drop in between his son and daughter's heads. He looked up and saw his wife hanging from the ceiling, her eyes wide open. "No! Mary!" He cried, falling to the floor.

His face struck with horror when she caught on fire. Then Sam began to cry, and Emma started to as well, waking from the noise and heat. He jumped back up, grabbing his daughter in one arm and his son in the other and ran into hall to see his son. "Daddy!"

He placed Emma in Dean's arms and Sam stood next to them. "Take your brother and sister outside as fast as you can don't look back! Now Dean, go!" Dean obliged and ran outside as fast as he could and waited in the front yard for his parents. "It's okay Emmy and Sammy."

John ran back to the nursery in hopes that he could somehow save his wife, but he was too late, so he ran outside, picking up Dean and Emma with his right arm and Sam in his left, running into the street, knowing the fire was going to expand. "I got you."

1998

"Okay kids, I'm going on a hunt, I might be gone a little longer than usual on this one, got it?" He asked.

They all nodded. "Dad, if you're gonna be gone so long, why can't we come and help? We're old enough now." Emma asked him.

"I'm sorry Em, but this one's a little too dangerous for my liking, maybe on my next hunt, deal?"

She reluctantly nodded. "How long are you gonna be gone this time?" Sam asked him.

"A while." He looked over at Dean. "If I'm gone longer than 2 weeks-."

"I know dad."

He sighed. "There's an emergency safe under the bathroom sink in my motel room, it's the same as all my codes. If I'm gone over 2 weeks, there's enough for gas and it should buy you a new motel room for up to 3 weeks."

"Dad, what kind of hunt is this? You're acting like you're not coming back."

He stayed silent. "Dad…" Emma said.

"It's just dangerous is all, and you guys have tagged along on plenty of hunts, you take care of each other." He said and looked over at his two youngest children. "Stay strong." And with that, he left.

Emma turned to Dean. "He's not gonna be gone forever right?" Sam squeezed her hand comfortingly, Emma and Sam have been inseparable since they were babies.

"Emmy, there's always a chance, but stay strong, both of you." Dean told his little siblings.

Emma rolled her eyes. "Don't call me that, you know I hate it."

"That's why he does it Em, it's not like he still doesn't call me Sammy."

Dean looked at the time. "Are you guys ready to go? You have to be at school in less than an hour and we don't have a ride so..." He trailed off, looking outside seeing that his dad's 67' impala is still outside. "No way! Dad left the Impala!"

"Dean, do we have to go?" Emma asked, but Sam answered instead.

"Uh, yeah! We have that book report due today! You did it, didn't you?"

She rolled her eyes. "Obviously, but I just don't wanna go!" She turned to Dean. "Please Dean? Sammy can even turn in my report for me!" She begged, puppy-dog-eyes included.

"Sorry Em, but you know dad doesn't like you missing school, unless you're sick, and you're not sick, so you have to go."

2 weeks later

"Dean, we can't just leave! I know he told us to, but we can't! It'd be like abandoning him! It's wrong!" Emma cried to her big brother.

"Em, we're not abandoning him! We're gonna find him! I promise." Emma nodded. "No matter how long it takes, okay?"

She climbed in the back of the Impala. "Okay"

"It's gonna be okay Em, we're gonna be okay, we always are." Sam told her.

I know it's a pretty short chapter, but they'll get longer, I promise! Please review!

~Jasmine