Author: Sparta

Title: Carry on my wayward son

Pairings: Xander & Dean

Rating: R

Crossovers: Buffy/Supernatural

Disclaimer: I don't anything, this is just my sick and twisted mind at work so enjoy

Warnings: Slash, Femslash, Male Pregnancy, Het and Attentive universe, Rape, Self-Harming, Family disowning

Series:Childhood Lost

Chapters: 1/8

Completed: No

Summery: With graduation over and done with Xander decides it's time to seek out the family he'd been denied by Tony Harris.

Chapter Summery: Flash Back

Authors Note:

Childhood Lost - Carry on My Wayward Son

Prologue

South Dakota 1984

"Grandpa, Grandpa, Grandpa look" yelled a hyperactive and over excited five year old Alexander Lavelle Singer as he raced out into the Scrap yard.

Bobby Singer a wise old hunter and boy no means small man, pulled his head out of the junker he'd been working on to indulge his Grandson. He picked up the excited boy and briefly wondered where his daughter was…like he didn't already know?

Ever since that Don boy had left Jessica alone and pregnant, she'd spent most of her free time at the Roadhouse pissing off her best friend Ellen's father. His thought were quickly returned to the now when his Grandson used his bottle to bring him back.

"You zone me Grandpa" huffed the little boy as loud familiar music filled the air along with the sound of an engine Bobby knew well.

"See that what I've bin trying to say, the man with the cool car and Dean here," said the excited five year old as a 1967 Chevy Impala pulled into the yard.

Bobby put his Grandson down and watched as he raced over to the car then stop suddenly and almost cower, Bobby's attention turned back to the car where he watch a young man get out holding up a very drunk young woman.

"Oh Jess, John I'm sorry. Let me guess the Roadhouse?" asked Bobby as he nodded.

"Thanks kid you real didn't need to do this" said Bobby as John put his daughter down on the front porch.

"I did Bobby, she really needs help. If not for her for him" said John as he looked over his shoulder to where Xander was stood hugging himself.

Bobby and John watched on as Dean John's seven-year-old son got out of the Impala and went straight to Xander, wrapping his arms round the other boy Dean held him as Xander started to cry. Dean soothed Xander the way he did Sammy his little brother.

As Dean, held Xander Bobby and John watched on as Xander's body gave into exhaustion, Dean laid Xander down on the porch and used John's jacket from the Impala to cover him before he tended to the now crying Sammy.

John watched his son as he sat on the porch rocking Sammy and comforting his best friends.

"They are going to be as close as family" said Bobby as John nodded into his coffee.

"That they are and speaking of close I'd check Xander over I think Jess tried to sell him again?" asked John calmly as Bobby choked on his coffee.

"I'm going to kill that daughter of mine" growled Bobby as he stormed off before Jessica's drunken wail rang thought the house, John shook his head and went into the house, John knew Bobby wouldn't hurt Jess but he really wanted too for the way he treated Xander.

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It was close to midnight when Jessica Singer rose from her bed and got dressed, Bobby was out on a hunt with John Winchester and Jess knew better them anyone he wouldn't be home until dawn. She packed up her travel bag and hurried into Xander's room.

"Come on baby time to get up, Mommy and you are going on a little trip," said Jess as she pulled Xander from his bed.

"Grandpa?" said a sleepy Xander as he went back to sleep on his mother's shoulder with his thumb in his mouth.

"He is busy with Dean's daddy," hissed Jess as she carried Xander out into the Scrap yard.

She placed Xander in the back of the 1967 Chevy Impala that Bobby had been working on with Xander and John. She got into the front seat and after checking her son, she took off into the night.

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Bobby and John rolled into the Scrap yard a few hours later, they we're battered, bruised and covered in crap. Bobby wanted a shower but first he wanted to check on his Grandson knowing full well Jess was out cold after what she'd drank.

John was sat on the couch when Bobby came rushing in, he was panicked and angry.

"Bobby?" asked John as he leapt up.

"She's gone and taken Alex with her. I knew she was losing it after her momma died but this….even I wouldn't wish Jessica's moods on Alex or anyone" sighed Bobby as he flopped down on the couch next to John.

"So what now?" asked John

"I don't know John, she's a Singer so she knows how to hide and stay hidden. She could be anywhere by now?" said Bobby as he got up and went to the window before he swore.

"What?" asked John

"She's taken Mary's Impala," said Bobby as John winced

"That's not a conversation I want to have" said John as Bobby looked at him.

"Suck it up Winchester. You dented it, I fixed it and Jess knew it" said Bobby as John swore and went to make the call.