John had
gone a long hunting trip. School finals
were almost over. Sam was feeling
antsy. Dean watched his little brother,
knowing another argument with their Dad had occurred. The older boy was at a loss how to fix things
between his father and brother. The
fights made his stomach hurt. Sam was
questioning everything. John Winchester
never tolerated anyone questioning his abilities.
Two days
after school was out for the summer, Sam told his brother he was going to walk
to the library. Dean decided to walk
with him and go to the local burger place.
There was a girl working there he was interested in. The two boys parted ways at the library.
Two hours
later, Dean entered the library. He
searched all three floors but could not find his brother. He asked at the checkout desk. No one had seen Sam. Concerned, Dean jogged back to the house his
father had rented
“Sam!” Dean slammed the front door. “Sammy,” he yelled.
Dean stood
still in the house and felt the silence.
Where was his brother?
The
bedroom they shared was empty. He
looked around. Sam’s duffel and some of
his clothing were gone. His brother had tried to
run away before but never got very far.
He knew he could wait him out or bring him home. The older boy headed to the living room and
the front door.
Hours
later, Dean walked towards the house and entered the front door. He stood there, feeling the emptiness. A large lump had formed in his
stomach. He walked through the empty
house, fear growing.
“Oh God!”
he cried. “What am I gonna do?”
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