Chapter 49

One year later

Sam came home from work and parked his car next to the Impala. Looked like Dean was already back from his monthly trip to the scrap yards of the city. By now the owners knew Dean and knew what he was looking for so they had quite some stuff ready for him but Dean liked to stroll over the yards by himself just to have a look ( Read more... )

"Dean?" Sam said and shook his shoulder. "C'mon, baby. Wake up."

"Five minutes." Dean mumbled and drew the blanket over his head.

"You said the same five minutes ago." Sam answered and he sounded way too cheerful this early in the morning. Was it morning? Dean frowned but decided that he didn't care. He wanted to sleep, just for a little while longer ( Read more... )

Chapter 47

Sam acted on instinct. He latched himself at the spark in the darkness. It wasn't enough, far from enough but it helped.

He gained consciousness again, at least enough to know what was happening to his body and he hated it. He wasn't there enough to see or hear anything around him, he was the most vulnerable like this, helpless and not ( Read more... )

Chapter 46

Dean had seen this Sam only once before. Sam, the Incubus. Sam, the monster. Sam who didn't even seem to notice the bullet in his shoulder.

Dean knew exactly what John was facing right now.

Sam lifted the other man up like he weighted nothing, hand around his throat, ready to snap his neck. Or to just slowly choke him to death. But Dean ( Read more... )

Chapter 45

Sam knew what the car meant to Dean so he got what Dean was saying when he offered to let Sam drive.

And she was a beauty. Sitting in the driver's seat Sam had to take moment to fully take in that he was about to drive Dean's car.

"You take good care of her." He observed.

"Like I said, she's family." Dean made himself comfortable in the ( Read more... )

Chapter 44

Dean didn't wake up in a hospital bed which he took as a good sign. It took him a moment to connect the thing he was lying on the the couch in Bobby's study, though. Slowly he sat up, wary of his head but except for a distant throbbing and the feeling of pressure behind his eyes, he felt fine.

Sam had fallen asleep on the desk, head ( Read more... )

Chapter 43

While Dean was away for his tests Sam stayed back in his room. Where he was alone with the man who had called him a sick bastard and who had told him to stay away from Dean.

Gathering Dean's things Sam glanced over to the man and just hoped he wouldn't wake up. Of course he did.
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Chapter 42
Sam was there. Dean only woke up long enough to confirm that the voice he was hearing indeed belonged to Sam before he let himself drift back to sleep. His head hurt but not too badly but when he opened his eyes everything was blurred and it seemed to be too much of an effort to figure this one out so he just held on to Sam's hand and let ( Read more... )

Chapter 41

For some stupid reason Sam was hoping for Dean to call at midnight. Or to stand at his door. He knew he was overly optimistic here, he didn't even know if Dean wanted to come back, he still had his doubts here, but one could hope, right?

But Dean didn't call at midnight and neither did he the next day. By now Sam was really anxious. It was ( Read more... )

Chapter 40

"Thanks, Benny." Dean ended the call and then just stood dumbfounded in the garage. It was real.

When Benny had told him that John would get out, it had seemed far away, distant and not real. Now John was out and it didn't feel distant at all.
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