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Finding your way

"What do you think Dean?" Sam whined in a voice he knew would get a response from his brother.

"I think we are done…" Dean answered with stern finality.

"Come on Dean you gotta have and opinion. I mean with what we see and do everyday you gotta believe in Heaven."

"That's exactly why I don't, because of what we see and do everyday. All of it is bad." And with that Sam knew Dean was done.

The rest of the drive was silent. Dean driving tight lipped and staring straight out the window, while Sam sat there lost in his thoughts. It began to get dark and Dean decided to look for a motel. The road they were on was a fairly deserted highway in the middle of Wisconsin with nothing but forest around them. They had not seen a single car in what seemed like ages.

"How far to the nearest town?" Dean suddenly asked.

Sam picked up the map and began to search for where they were in relation to towns.

"Well it looks like we are nearing the…"

"Just tell me how far." Dean cut in. He was clearly still angry about the conversation earlier.

"20 miles." Sam answered curtly.

Silence returned to the car as it sped through the inky black night. Dean was still really pissed about what Sam had been trying to discuss. He had no idea how his brother could have so much faith in something that he could not see. Sure Dean believed in God and all that but if God was really always watching then why did so much bad happen in the world, and especially to him. Dean felt that he deserved one good day; for all that he had done to help people. That day had yet to come though so Dean was still a nonbeliever. He watched the road with a half interest, lost in his thoughts. Suddenly out of nowhere there was something in front of the car. He slammed the brakes but it was to late he hit whatever it was with a sickening thud.

"HOLY SHIT!! What was that!?" Dean shouted.

He jumped out the car and walked around to the front. Sam opened the passenger side door and followed Dean around to the front of the Impala. There was no damage at all to the front of the Impala.

"What did you hit?" Sam asked.

"I don't know." Dean answered with a blank expression on his face.

"Where is it?"

"Where is what?"

"The thing you hit."

"I don't know."

They looked all over around the car and in the grass along side but found nothing. Then Sam peered under the car and saw something.

"Dean! It's under the car!"

Dean ran over and peered under his car. There was clearly something under there but he couldn't really make out what it was.

"Help me pull it out." Sam said as he bent down further to reach for it.

Dean got down and helped his brother pull it out. He grabbed at it and caught an appendage. He grabbed it and pulled. He realized it was an arm. And from the sound of it Sam had realized that as well.

"Dean what did you do?" Sam asked as fear began to rise in his voice.

"Sam, I didn't see it until it was to late." Dean responded defensively.

They quickly finished pulling the person out. It was a young man; he looked to be in his late teens, maybe sixteen or seventeen, Dean's eyes widened in shock when he looked at the young man again. There was something beneath the boy something white. He rolled the boy over a little and saw a pair of white-feathered wings. Sam saw his brother flush as he rolled the young man over.

"What is it Dean? What's wrong?"

"Sam, we hit an angel." Dean answered very simply.

"WHAT?! What are you talking about?"

"Look Sam, the kid has wings."

Sam bent down to look and sure enough there was a pair of white wings beneath the boy.

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