I haven't forgotten Black Aggie, in fact the second chapter is almost ready. It's just to hard to write a casefic, so I decided to make my night and write a simple one-shot. Dean's confused POV.

Disclaimer: If I owned the boys... gosh, dunno. But sadly no, I don't own them.
Warnings: Two or three bad words
Spoilers: None
Set: Pre-series. Sam is 20 and Dean 24.
Characters: Sam, Dean, John

Fighting. They are always fighting, like today. Shouting, screaming, yelling.

Sam had always been the quieter one. He had done what dad asked him to do, even if it was after a little disagreeing. Dad was dad, after all. Hero in my eyes, and I bet in his, too. But still; fight after fight, tears after tears.

I never could see Sam crying. Every time I did a little part of me cried with him. It always hurt me more than Sam. Especially this night.

Yelling. Someone breaking something. Shouts. Calling names. Both of them.

"Hunting isn't a hobby, Samuel! It's your life!"
"No, dad, it isn't! It will never be!"

I'm sitting in our bedroom, listening quietly. I have my gun on my hands. I am supposed to clean it, but how could I? So I just sit and stare at it, lost in the sounds fight.

I have two sides. The one I switch on while hunting, my hunter side. Hard, cold, emotionless. You kill everything that kills people, everything evil. Without hesitation, like a good soldier does. And then there is the other one, the one that is winning the competition inside me at the moment, the big brother side.

Class shatters, I can hear it. Maybe it's dad who broke it. I just hope Sam didn't cut himself, even though I know he wouldn't die if he did.

"Why aren't you more like your brother, Sam?!"
"Maybe I don't want to!"
"You should!"
"And you can keep Dean out of this, dad! I'm going, the end!"

I let the gun fall to the soft mattress under my crossed legs. It's not loaded. I sigh, running a hand through my short hair. I know where this is going to end. This isn't the first time they have fought.

I don't know when Sam decided he wanted to go to college. He didn't really talk about it to me. It was as big surprise to dad as it was for me. Dad, I decided to go to college. They have already accepted me in.

I close my eyes. Sounds of their fight echo to my room. Sam is yelling, calling dad selfish bastard and prick. Dad yells back, calling Sam irresponsible and selfish little kid. I can't take this much longer.

Loud thump, and a silence.

"-my God, are you okay?"
"Just leave me alone!"

Angry footsteps, door opening and slamming closed. I open my eyes, standing up carefully. Silently I walk to the kitchen, where dad is standing, looking mega-pissed.

"Dad?" I silently say. After a few seconds he looks at me.
"Dean."
"Where's Sam?"

He doesn't answer me. I see a broken glass on the table with a little bit blood on it. Dad isn't wounded. Cold sensation hits my stomach as I repeat my question.

"He left."

He turns around and walks to the bathroom, closing the door behind him. I just stand there, fighting the urge to run after my little brother, to make sure he is okay. And after what feels like eternity I sigh, walking back to the bedroom. I fall asleep before I even notice.

I wake up when the bedroom door opens slightly, but I stay where I am. I just open my eyes. I don't move a muscle.

"Dean?"

Silent whisper. Sam. I close my eyes and my heart starts to beat faster. Feels good to hear his voice. I hear him walking to his own bed and sitting on it. I have my back turned to him, so I open my eyes again.

He sighs. "I'm sorry, Dean", he whispers again. His voice is broken and sounds like he cries. Well, why wouldn't he? But I still stay where I am, pretending to be asleep. It's hard to stay awake when every corner of my body just wants sleep.

"I just..."

He doesn't continue. I hear him getting up and walking around the beds, grabbing his duffel in front of me. I close my eyes as he passes me. I crack my other eyelid a little bit, seeing him. He has a bandage around his palm. Maybe he cut it with the class.

I hear him doing something, but the exhaustion takes over me and in matter of minutes I'm sleeping again.

And when I wake up in the morning, he's gone.

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