Title: The Soldier
Disclaimer: I DO NOT OWN. All recognizable characters and situations belong to their respective owners and I make no profit off of playing with them.
FFA Pairing: Riley Finn/John Winchester (Supernatural)
Pairing: Riley/Sam Finn
Spoilers: BtVS post Chosen, SPN season 1
Summary: When Riley stopped following orders that’s when things feel apart but it was the happiest time of his life, for awhile.
A/N: I have had this idea for some time now and I might write a full story using it. For now this is done so enjoy and review.
Riley had always wanted to be a soldier, his mother used to joke to him when he hit his teenage years that he was born in combat boots and it made sense. He had been a boy scout with more medals and ribbons than any of the others and it had surprised no one when he had enlisted the day after graduation.
He knew how to follow orders and words like leader and responsible followed him around as he trained.
He had landed the job of a lifetime when he had been made part of Maggie Walsh's team and when he had found out about the paranormal world around him he had listened and they had told him to accept it.
Breaking away from a mold he had been comfortable in for too long had been the hardest thing he had ever had to do. But when he had stopped following orders he had gained a freedom over himself and his life that he didn't know he could have.
So with his freedom he had joined back up again because even if he was more apt to question his orders he was still a soldier.
Riley had known he was adopted since he was five. The first day of Kindergarten his parents had sat him down and talked to him about it. They had used logic and reason and Riley being the good boy he was had accepted it with little trouble.
He had never had a desire to find his biological parents. When he had joined up he had found their records and the only thing that mattered to him was the medical history. But that was before he was under orders and ever since he had stood his ground the urge to know had been a burning sensation low in his gut, a constant reminder that his life was his own and he had to make choices.
For years he had ignored it but Sam had changed all that, she had stormed into his life and made him feel so out of control and down right happy.
They had been taking some time off after the birth of their son Alex. Riley was still a little embarrassed but the name was a good one and Xander was the type of man he hoped his son to look up to.
The appropriate wards had been set up, Riley and Sam had made a lot of dangerous enemies in a short amount of time and the government did what it had to to protect two of its top operatives.
They hadn't seen it coming; they had no defense against it and in a split second Riley's life was thrown upside down as the fire raged and Alex screamed in his arms for a mother he was never going to get back.
"I'm sorry; I should have got here earlier." a warm hand rested on Riley's shoulder trying to offer some type of comfort.
"There's nothing you could have done." Riley declared hollowly as he shifted Alex cradling the baby closer to him the sobs fading as he offered the child a comfort he couldn't feel.
"I know." Riley turned to look at the man beside him eyes moving past the dark five o'clock shadow to the sad eyes. The guy was older in his late forties and he carried himself like a soldier, one that didn't follow nobody's orders but his own.
"I need to get out of here." Riley pleaded softly the light from the dying fire reflected in his eyes.
John Winchester nodded looking at the son he had given up his chest constricting painfully. His hand tightened on Riley's shoulder before he released his voice rough "Let's go."