He was running. He knew it couldn't be true, but deep down knew it was anyway, so he ran. The trees were all around him standing silent and imposing knowing the horrible truth their branches tearing at his skin and trying to hold him back. He ran. He ran until he was exhausted and felt like he would drop and ran even more after that. He heard footsteps just behind him and knew who they belonged to, he ran faster. Past the tall silent trees and tripped. He hit the ground hard and the breath was knocked out of him. He looked to see why he had fallen knowing that it was too late to get away and saw an upraised root in had hooked around his foot. Beyond his boot he saw his pursuer. It was his brother wielding a sawed off shotgun. He crawled backwards until his back touched a tree.
He was trapped.
"Dean!" He cried. "Don't do this. Please. I'm your brother" He held back a small sob on the last word but it got through anyway. Dean seemed considered for a moment and just as Sam held a little hope that he had gotten through Dean held up his gun and aimed straight at him. "Not anymore." He pulled the trigger.
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Hey everybody this is Catgirl speaking and you are reading my very first fanfic ever! Thanks for reading and please R&R I want ton know what you think and if I should go on. Anyway see you next chapter (hopefully)