Prom Night by bjnkha9192
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Prologue by bjnkha9192
Halloween Night

Smoke rose into the air, the building stood black and smoldering from the fire that had engulfed it just hours earlier. Firetrucks and police cars sat surrounding the charred remains, a few firefighters filed in and out, police detail searching every inch of the building for some remnant of evidence. Debris crunched under Dean's feet as he walked through the wreckage.

“Stone” Captain Swan said.

“Cap” Dean said approaching him.

“How are the kids?” Captain Swan asked.

“Aside from acute smoke inhalation and some battle wounds they should be fine” Dean said.

“Good” Captain Swan said.

“Captain” a man in a blue jacket said approaching them.

"Find what was left of the bomb?" the captain asked.

"You're in luck, the detonator is still fully intact" he said to Dean.

"Think for all the money this guy has he'd invest in better explosives" Dean said.

"Oh no, this is pretty state of the art, intended to do maximum damage" he said to Dean "Looks like a pro built this thing" he said.

“Had Bradley Littrell not been able called his father, they wouldn’t have made it out alive” Captain Swan said looking around as the fire crew continued to file in and out.

"I think he was just blinded by the thought of revenge, taunting them seemed more important" Dean said "Any sign of them?" Dean asked.

"We're still checking around for remains, but by the looks of this place they're probably long gone" he said.

"Get the canines down here see if they can sniff anything out" Dean said to him.

"Yes sir" he said walking off.

A few police dogs walked around the building, trying to sniff out traces of what was left of Damien and Derek. One began to bark followed by the other "Got something!" someone yelled. They dug through a pile of charred boards and rubble where they found Damien and Derek still in one piece. "Got 'em" they said, Dean knelt down next to.

"Get the medic" Dean said.

They pulled Damien and Derek from the building, putting them into two black plastic bags.

Dean looked down at Damien's face "You okay Stone?" someone asked.

“Such a waste of a life” he said “This kid had the world at his fingertips and he let jealousy and revenge get in the way of his future and now it’s all gone” he said.

“Detective, we’re ready to transport the bodies” the coroner said to him.

Dean nodded as the coroner zipped up the bags and wheeled them away "I don't really have to ask for the cause of death right?" he asked.

"Won't know for sure until we get them on the table" the coroner said "But the elder Winchester had a knife embedded in his back...almost penetrating through his chest; young Winchester was shot before the fire started" he said.

"They fought back this time" Dean said, the ambulance doors closed, sirens blaring as it drove off into the night.

~*~


Someone cleared their throat, Kyle, Harry and Adam looked up to see Darren standing there "Excuse me?" he asked.

"Can we help you?" Kyle asked.

"Yeah...hi, I'm Darren Winchester...I was Damien's older brother."

"Oh god not another one" Adam groaned.

"If you have any plans of killing us, can you let us know so we can leave the country?" Harry asked him.

"No, unlike my brother and my father, I don't really have a thirst for vengeance" Darren said to them.

"Were you adopted or something?" Adam asked.

"Uh no... I am a biological Winchester" Darren said to them.

"You have our pity" Adam said.

"Don't mind them...they're just cranky what with almost being blown up and everything" Kyle said to him.

"Yeah, that's what I was hoping to talk to you about, you're Kyle right? Kyle Richardson?"

"Does that make you happy or sad?" Adam asked.

"I promise, I come in peace...look what you've all been through at the hands of my brother and father, I find it reprehensible and outrageous at best...my mother and I want to extend our deepest apologies, our family has put you through enough, and we're truly sorry to have ever been associated with it" Darren said to him.

They looked at each other "Well uh...thanks" Kyle said to him.

"I just want you all to know what my family won't be bothering you anymore, my mother and I are moving out of the state, we're going to try to get on with our lives and we hope you can do the same" Kyle nodded at him "Goodnight" Darren said leaving them.

"Darren!"

"Darren over here!"

"Darren!" reporters yelled as he left the hospital entrance.

"Are your brother and father still alive?" they asked holding microphones up.

"What do you think of what your father and brother have done?" another asked him.

"I have nothing to say at this time, I just ask for privacy for me and my family, thank you" Darren said before walking away, the reporters still calling after him.


~*~



"Hey" Bradley and Neilson said to them.

"Hey" Kyle said as they sat in silence on the window sill.

"I hate Halloween" Harry said breaking the silence, they all nodded.

"It really is overrated huh?" Adam asked "No offense to your mom anything but I'm starting to hate this place" Adam said to Bradley.

Bradley nodded in agreement "Yeah so am I" he said to him.

"Can we go home now?" Neilson asked.

"Please" Harry said, they stood up from the window sill.

“You guys go ahead, I want to check on something" Kyle said as they began to walk down the hallway.

He got into an elevator pushing the down button, the elevator began its descent and dinged when it got to the bottom floor. He looked into the window of the morgue, seeing the coroner pulling two stretchers into the room.

"Can I help you?" he asked Kyle.

"That Damien and Derek Winchester?" Kyle asked.

"Uh I'm afraid I'm not at liberty to divulge that information, are you family?" he asked.

"No, I'm just the guy they tried to kill" Kyle said, the coroner looked at him.

"Oh..." he said.

"Let me see them" Kyle said.

"Look kid..."

"Open the bag, now!" Kyle yelled at him.

The coroner relented and unzipped the body bag that held their remains "We won't have a positive ID until the ME comes in tomorrow morning..." he said to Kyle as he looked down at what was left of Damien.

Kyle nodded and backed away "Thanks" he said leaving the room, the coroner zipped up the bag once again.


3 weeks later...


A pair of elevator doors opened, Darren stepped out into a long hallway. Autumn leaves and cornucopias adorned the receptionist's desk.

"Mr. Winchester, welcome back" an attractive young woman said to Darren, she picked up a phone and pushed a button "Darren Winchester is here" she said "Okay" she said hanging up "Have a seat" she said to him.

"Thanks" he said.

"So, any plans for Thanksgiving?" she asked.

"Going to visit my mother and some of our relatives in Greenwich for dinner" he said to her.

"Sounds nice" she said as a man in a white coat came into the waiting room.

"Darren" a doctor said extending his hand to Darren.

"Bernie, hey" Darren said shaking his hand.

"Come with me" Bernie said leading Darren down a hallway.

"Any progress?" he asked as they walked down the hallway, Bernie slid a card through a slot, a light turned green and the door opened.

"See for yourself" he said as they stepped inside.

"Father...little brother" he said revealing two bodies wrapped up in gauze each lying in a hospital bed. "So, what's the verdict?" Darren asked.

"Extreme smoke inhalation, 3rd degree burns, your brother suffered a gunshot wound to the chest". "The knife embedded in your father's back nearly severed his spine, it also almost penetrated through his body...Mr. Winchester...who did this?" he asked Darren.

They came out of the room, the doctor shutting the door behind him.

"But you're certain they should regain consciousness?" Darren asked.

"I see no reason why they shouldn't but even if they do, it's a long and difficult road ahead"

"My father would want you to do anything and everything possible to save his life and especially that of my brother's."

"We're going to do everything we can" the doctor said to him.

"And I have your full cooperation in keeping this quiet?" Darren asked.

"Of course" Bernie said.

"No one can know, especially my mother" Darren said to him.

"You have my word" Bernie said to him.

"Thank you doctor" Darren said shaking his hand.

"Have a good holiday" the receptionist said as Darren passed through the waiting room "Thanks, see you soon" he said as the elevator doors opened.

Weeks passed by before Darren made it back to the clinic, the elevator doors opened, he shook the snow off of his shoulders, holding a gold wrapped gift in his hand. Cheery Christmas music played in the waiting room.

"Merry Christmas" he said to the receptionist.

"Well thank you" she said taking the gift "We were expecting you" she said picking up the phone "Darren's here, okay" she said hanging up "So what are your plans for Christmas?"

"My mother and I are spending the holiday in a cabin in Montana with some family."

"Ooh, sounds nice."

"Well after everything she's been through this year, my mother deserves a nice Christmas."

"So sweet" she said.

"Darren" the doctor said extending his hand.

"How are they?"

"I think we have a Christmas miracle on our hands" the doctor said leading him to the room "Your brother's vitals have been excellent; I have no doubt he should awaken any day now."

"Really? That's amazing" Darren said happily.

"Now obviously he'll be in a lot of pain but we'll take care of that."

"Thank you so much Doctor Jones" Darren said to him "My father?"

"We've been noticing some spikes in his vital signs but it might be awhile before he comes around".

"You know this would be the greatest Christmas gift for my mother..."

"This must be killing you keeping this from her."

"It really is, but unless something should happen, I don't think it's right to tell her just yet".

As the year came to a close, both Damien and Derek were still sediment. Darren once again returned for a visit.

"Happy New Year guys...I'll see you soon" he said as he turned to leave when a hand glommed onto him "Father?" he asked leaning in close to Derek. "Father...are you awake?" Darren asked hopefully, suddenly Derek's eyes flickered open and his head turned slightly. "Doctor! I need a doctor!" Darren yelled.

The door opened and a doctor and his nurse flew in "What's going on?" he asked.

"He's awake" Darren said.

The doctor pulled a small pen light from his pocket, shining it in Derek's eyes "Well, Mr. Winchester...welcome back" the doctor said.

Derek stayed silent as his eyes looked around the room in confusion, he looked over to the other side of the room and saw Damien lying in the bed next to him. His chin quivered and a tear fell from his eye.

“Dad don't worry alright? Damien's going to be just fine" Darren said to him.

"We're going to need to examine your father" the nurse said to Darren.

"Of course, I'll be right outside" he said leaving the room.

Darren stood in the waiting room with the rest of the nursing staff, a TV mounted in the top corner playing the infamous ball drop.

"5...4...3...2...1! HAPPY NEW YEAR!!!" everyone screamed as they counted down along with everyone on TV.

The nurse took down Damien's vitals when the machines started to react "Doctor" she said, the doctor hurrying over from Derek's bed. Damien's eyes flew open "He's awake" the nurse said to the doctor.

"Happy New Year indeed" Darren said to himself.


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