In The Genes.

Summary: John watched in horror, getting up and running toward his son as the Wendigo leaped on him. Sam screamed in pain and suddenly two metallic looking object poked through the back of the Wendigo and it screamed; pulling itself away from Sam and retreating into the forest. 3 sharp metal claws protruded from Sam's knuckles. Supernatural/X-men.

Dean: 16. Sam: 12.

Disclaimer: I don't own anything!

AN: An idea I've had in my head for a while! Hope you like it! If it's been done before, I'm sorry, I didn't know. By the way, this is a very Sam-Centric story so hardly any John and Dean! Sorry! Enjoy!

Set after X2, but Scott is not miserably distraught.

Chapter 1.

The front door creaked open and Sam Winchester walked through, a tired look on his face, backpack slung over his shoulder.

Chucking the bag on the floor, Sam headed straight to the kitchen for the medicine box. His fists had been hurting really badly all day and he had suddenly got these red marks on his 3 middle knuckles. Quickly taking 2 paracetamol from the packet, he swallowed them dry. Once he was done, he headed to the TV, knowing the pain would subside soon, when Dean burst through the door.

"Yo Sammy!" Dean yelled, smiling happily at his little brother before shutting the door behind him.

Sam smiled back. "Hey Dean".

Dean too chucked his bag on the floor before sitting on the couch beside Sam, pulling his brother into a large hug. "What have you done today then little bro".

Sam laughed and playfully pushed Dean away. "Not much, big bro. What about you?"

Dean smiled. "Same"

It was then, that John came in from the bedroom, a smile on his weary face. "Good day boys?"

"Yes sir" The boys replied in unison to their father's delight.

"No homework?" He questioned second.

"No sir" The boys again replied in unison.

"Ok then" He smiled and walked toward his youngest. "You wanna get dinner going Sammy?"

Sam nodded happily before running into the kitchen and Dean nor John couldn't help but smile. Sam loved his cooking and though it wasn't a good hunting skill, it did make the motels and apartments they stayed in feel a little more like home.

Watching as Sam started to prepare the food, John leaned back on the couch before turning his head to the TV, Dean doing the same.

2 and a half hours later, Sam's voice broke through the noise of the TV.

"Dinner's ready!"

Dean and John smiled and went to sit at the table while Sam plated up the food.

"Voila!" Sam said, laughing as he placed a plate in front of them and one for himself; steak with potatoes, green beans and carrots.

"Awesome Sammy" Dean replied before digging in.

"Great job son" John smiled at his youngest and ruffled his hair before he too began eating.

Sam smiled, taking in the praise before he joined his family in the meal he had specially prepared.

"Awesome job Sammy" Dean said as he placed his knife and fork down, satisfied he was full.

"Wonderful" John said and Sam once again took in the praise before his dad spoke again. This time in a sterner tone. "Boys. I've found us a hunt"

Dean smiled at the comment but Sam frowned. There was only a week left of school and the end of term dance was coming up; Sam himself wanting to take a special girl.

John caught this. "Don't worry Sammy. It'll only take us this weekend because it's only a couple of hours away. Ok? I promised you before that you could go to this dance thing, didn't I?"

Sam beamed with delight and hugged his father. "Thanks Dad".

"No problem kiddo" John said, ruffling Sam's hair again. "Now boys, let's get packed up".

The two boys nodded. "Yes sir" Before running to the bedroom they shared in the small apartment.

It only took them a few hours to get packed and to their destination and John was now giving his boys a run through.

"Remember" He said. "This Wendigo is smarter than others, ok? Be on guard and keep your flare guns up"

"Yes sir" The boys whispered.

John nodded. "Let's go".

They began to walk through the woods when a feral scream erupted behind them and the Wendigo leapt out; looking extremely angry.

John quickly made a shot but the Wendigo moved out of the way and toward Dean.

"Dean!" Sam yelled allowing the middle hunter to dodge just in time.

Even more angry, the Wendigo swept John aside with a large claw before moving toward Sam.

John watched in horror, getting up and running toward his son as the Wendigo leaped on him. Sam screamed in pain and suddenly three metallic looking object poked through the back of the Wendigo and it screamed; pulling itself away from Sam and retreating into the forest. 3 sharp metal claws protruded from Sam's knuckles and he stared at them in amazement.

However, John and Dean were shocked...and angry...

AN: Thanks for reading! Hope you liked it! Xx

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