Title- Tangled Web

Series- Supernatural

Disclaimer- I do not own.

Warning(s)- SPOILERS

Character(s)/Pairing(s)- Dean

Rating- K+

His mommy always said that angels were looking out for him. When she'd tell him she'd get this look in her eyes, like she was remembering something. Looking down at him but not seeing him. She said it with such conviction. It was the one thing she never wavered on. For some reason he thought it was her way of saying she'd always be there for him. That she was his angel. So he'd smile and she smiled, and it seemed like it was their secret. Daddy didn't know, and as far as he saw, Sammy never received the same bed time ritual. So it really felt like a secret.

That made him happy.

The night that everything changed. He didn't think so anymore.

He woke, bright green eyes shooting open, sleep simply gone. Looking around his room, he rolled off his bed before padding towards the dimmed hallway. For some reason his mommy never kept the house completely dark. Even when he told her it was okay. He wasn't afraid of the night. She simply smiled at him.

He didn't want to wake his mommy; she needed her rest to take care of Sammy. So he immediately went to his little brothers room. He liked watching him sleep. He couldn't wait until Sammy was old enough to play. Then he could show Josh that he had a little brother too.

Turning into the open doorway he froze. Breathe catching in his throat at the person standing over Sammy's crib. This wasn't daddy. The person turned it's head and he was confronted with yellow-eyes. Surprise clearly etched in the strangers face.

He didn't speak. He wanted to call for his mommy. But couldn't. Fear worming it's way through his body.

"Dean?" his mommy called from behind him. He didn't move. "Dean why aren't you-..."

She caught sight of the man.

"You." she gasped.

And it was the strangest he'd ever heard his mommy sound.

"Mary, Mary, Mary." the man tutted. The gravelly tone making him flinch. Mommy was suddenly pinned to the wall, sliding up ever slowly. He looked between the two adults confused and scared. What was happening? His mommy didn't look at him. She only had eyes for the man. "Two children?"

The man was confused, but he was hiding it with an amused smirk. His yellow-eyes seemed to brighten.

He thinks his mommy was trying to say something but couldn't, glancing over at him with pleading eyes before looking back to the intruder. He didn't understand but he inched backwards nonetheless. He needed to get his daddy.

"aht." the man spoke, lifting a hand. And then he couldn't move. But it wasn't because he was scared this time. The yellow-eyes turned to him before a quick glance to his mommy who was now on the ceiling. "You surprise me Mary. I knew there was a reason I liked you."

He started to shiver, feeling a chill creep up his spine as the man grew closer. Still he couldn't move. He thinks it's the man's fault.

"Dean." The man breaths, kneeling down to his level. He doesn't like how the man's talking to him like he knows him. "I have to admit. I'm sensing some strong mojo coming off you boy."

Mommy seems frozen on the ceiling. Like a doll. He doesn't like that.

"To think, all this time I thought you're mommy only had little Sammy over there." He continues casually. "Cause- you know- that's how my deals work. One wish. One baby. Voila, equal exchange. No more no less... I won't get into the details."

He still hasn't made a noise yet. Mostly because he doesn't want to. The man keeps staring at him. Like his mom does when she says Angels are watching over him; looking but not seeing. The stranger stands up suddenly, spinning and walking back to the crib. He's looking back up at mommy again.

"Well, Mary. I believe I must make a change of plans. It was good seeing you again."

Whatever was holding mommy up is gone now and she hurtles to the floor. Not soon after fire erupts where she was being held, spreading across the ceiling. Mommy struggles to get up.

"Mary!"

He whips his head towards the hallway. His daddy's coming. He almost feels relieved because maybe daddy could make the man go away.

"Dean." Mommy whimpers. He looks back over into the room, only to be met with a dark trench coat.

"Say goodbye to Mommy and little Sammy, Dean."

He looks up and the last thing he sees are yellow-eyes.

He still feels cold.

A/N

Le sigh... this is actually a plot bunny that wouldn't leave me alone.

You ever realize that out of all Azazel's chosen Sam is the only one who has a sibling? An older one at that? I figured that when Ole yellow eyes made his deals he was to get the firstborn- who were going to be born in exactly ten years. So Dean shouldn't have existed, yeah?

Some answers to possible questions:

There shall be spoilers possibly up to the end of Season 5. Things are going to change. Things are going to stay the same. Rating will go up.

Questions that don't have answers right now:

Is the Apocalypse still going to come around?Is Dean still alive? What's going to happen next? When's the next update going to come along?

Read and review plz!

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