Journal of John Winchester (Supernatural)

September 5

Dean started second grade. I watch him like a hawk. He makes

me swear that I’ll take good care of Sammy before he’ll go

to school. God, I love that kid. I have the days with Sammy

while Dean is learning whatever kids learn in second grade.

Sammy’s a very different kid. He hasn’t taken to the idea of

hunting bad guys, and he’s still too young to really understand what it means to avenge his mother. To him, her death

ust means she’s not here, and he doesn’t remember her. For

him, Mary is a word. A mother, to him, is something he never

had—but he’s still supposed to be sad that she died. I don’t

think he gets it. How could he, really?