Ch.1
xxxxxxxxxx Dean POV xxxxxxxxxx
Dad insisted to drive the impala even though he had a new truck and gave me the impala on my sixteenth birthday a couple of months ago. I have known how to drive since I was 8. Sam was 12 and we have barley begun to teach sam to drive. Dad said it was my job to teach him and I never felt like it. Sam knew enough to get by if me and dad got knocked unconscious. Actually now that I think about it he probably was a pretty good driver. Sam was a fast learner with everything. I was brought out of my pondering thoughts when sam fell into me. Sam quickly pulled himself up and gave me a pleading sorry don't hit me look. Words weren't needed very often between sam and I.
Dad shouted back at us as he got out of the car with flame-thrower in hand. "Dean get sam and you the flare guns. Hurry up let's move it."
"yes sir!" I responded as I got out of the car pulling little Sammy along with me. "Common Sammy hurry up we don't have time for your slow ass."
"Hey you know its sam not Sammy and I'm a hell of a lot faster then you." Sam said with a small smirk. It looked out of place. Like it was forced. I'm just paranoid I thought. always looking out for Sammy probably just imagining things. I quickly moved to the trunk.
xxxxxxxxx Sam POV xxxxxxxxxx
I looked out into the night, into the dark gloomy forest awaiting us, I thought about the evil Son of a bitch that hunted and killed good people in this very forest. No moon tonight just our luck. I turned back to dean shuffling through our arsenal trying to find the flare guns. I Looked over at dad looking at a map and heard him curse under his breath. I started to smile when I heard dean.
"got em! Here you go Sammy!"
" it's sam."
" yea yea whatever, we have work to do." Dean slammed the trunk harder than necessary for effect. Sam had to giggle but dean gave him a look that made him shut his mouth.
Sam followed the two elder winchesters into the woods. 'Its darker than a demons black eyes' I thought to myself. Not that I ever get to see a demons eyes but dean did tell me their eyes were pitch-black. Dizziness was seeping in and the pain in my stomach was getting worse. I Tried to think back when I started to feel not so hot and I remembered that the sharp pains in my head started a month ago but the stomach pains were more recent. Right. that's right about a week and a half ago. First the hard jabs of pains in my head where short and only a slight annoyance but they just kept getting more painful and they lasted longer too. The stomach ache was constant and unrelenting causing me to throw up at least once a day if not twice. I try to only eat enough food so dean and dad don't notice but I'm pretty sure they won't notice if I just stop eating completely. No Dean would notice. Dean always noticed that's why I have to be careful about throwing up. Saying a stupid remark such as hey can't help it when I have to take a dump normally threw him off the trail. I just needed a break from the hunting. Summer has been a long one, non stop hunting for the winchester family was bringing me to my wits end. I was drained physically as well as emotionally. Dad was always shouting orders and dean and I although we both loved each other we constantly fought. I think dean gets joy out of picking a fight. I guess it stops either one of us from taking out our pent up anger on dad which we both knew would turn out far worse. School would be starting in a week and Dad was trying to shove as many hunts in as possible. Soon I would not only have to do the laundry and the research but would have school work on top of it. But the school work won't be to bad. 'I live for school' I had to smile at the thought most kids hated school but I loved school it got me away from the hunting and from dad. Vision blurring sam stopped for a second. Dean immediately noticed and turned.
"what the hell sam common what are you doing." I could barely hear my brother through the pain but he must have seen the stray tear that I couldn't stop that slowly trailed down my face because he ran up to me and but his arm around me.
"Hey Sammy you ok"
i could tell he was concerned but I shrugged his arm off "I'm fine just got something in my eye." I had to fake it common you can do it! I gave myself a little pep talk. I looked up and put on my best smile I could muster up. Dean didn't buy it completely but when dad turned and yelled at us to 'to get our asses moving' dean accepted it and jogged a bit to catch up to dad. I tried to walk as fast as I can without falling. I couldn't see much of anything and the dark night only played a small part in it.