Disclaimer: Supernatural and it's characters are not mine. If they where i'm sure they would be happier. They belong to Eric Kripke and the other producers.

OK, time line: some time after the apocalypse ending. I'm ignoring anything after season 5, because i haven't seen any of them. Don't know the plot, not
gonna try to write about it.

Sam is back, that's all i know. So i'm just gonna say, slightly AU.

Time travel, in a way. Sam-13, Dean-17. Sam-27, Dean-31.

Now on with the story.

Chapter 1

Wake Up Call

John Winchester was no stranger to waking up in pain. Over the years, he had accumulated so many broken bones, lacerations, and bruised organs, that waking up in pain was a regular occurrence. Hunting will do that to you. However, the dull pain in his head was an indication that it was going to be a bad day.

Waking up next to two warm bodies wasn't exactly new either. Life on the road with two boys was tough. Sometimes they couldn't always sleep in their own beds, making due with the car, or a single tent or bed at a motel. No, that was not what surprised him. It was the fact that when he went to sleep the previous night, John was sure he was in a cot, by himself, letting his boys take the beds, as they had been beaten pretty badly on the hunt the night before and needed a proper nights sleep. This, that he was laying on, was no cot, and he was not at his customary place by a door. No, in fact, this felt a lot like dirt. Opening his eyes, he discovered it was indeed dirt. In the middle of a field, in the middle of nowhere. Looking down at his boys in a slight panic, he was relieved to see they had not been harmed, aside for the bruises they had had the previous night. He quickly took stock of himself, and discovered he was unharmed as well.

So, he was in a field, seemingly telleported without a scratch, with his boys. He was still panicky, since that was impossible. Immediately his mind went to something demonic. That being said, sitting still was probably a bad idea. He then went to work waking his boys.

"Dean, Sam, wake up." John said, prodding both his boys in the side. His youngest, Sam, was the first to open his eyes, and gave out a small yell of surprise after taking in his surroundings.

"What the hell?" He asked, looking around. His adolescent voice cracking.

"We ain't in Kansas anymore..." Sam heard his older brother saying, as he to was slowly looking around the field they had been seemingly dumped in. "Dad, what happened?" He asked.

"I don't know son." John answered, as he continued to look around himself. "But whatever happened, we're sitting ducks out here. We need to move. Hopefully we'll find civilization close by." He said, turning around and walking westward. His sons looked at each other, shrugged and started to follow him in that direction.

########Intermission: get up and walk around for a few minutes##########################seriously, do it. Dance, sing, play, walk in a circle#########################

Well, there's Chapter 1.

Hope you liked.