TITLE--- IT BREAKS PATTERN---
RATING---T---
DISCLAIMER---If I owned Sam and Dean Winchester do you think that I would honestly have this much free time to write fanfic? Alas, the Winchesters are not mine and neither is Supernatural. But please humor my imagination.---
SUMMARY---Set directly after Croatoan. We all know that the demon has plans for the children with gifts, but now we come to know that there may be some people out there that don't fit the demon's pattern. It breaks pattern with brothers...---
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"Sam..." Dean started, "I'm sorry... I can't say anything... I just... can't." He promised his father that he wouldn't say anything. Not yet at least. It was the last promise that Dean made to his father and he intended to keep it.
"Dean, you can't just tell me something like that and keep it a secret!" Sam responded.
"Sorry Sam, I shouldn't have said anything in first place. Forget it." Dean turned away from Sam to walk back to the car. Somehow he doubted that was the end of it.
Sam in front of Dean's path stopping him, "This is bothering you Dean, and we can't keep secrets from each other. What did Dad say?"
"I said drop it Sam, it's nothing," Dean stepped around Sam and got into the driver's side.
"Fine! But don't think I'm just going to forget about this."
As soon as Sam got into the car Dean turned up the volume to the stereo. By the looks of things this was going to be a long ride to the nearest hotel that they could hold up in. As he was driving, Dean didn't miss the looks Sam gave him from time to time. 'God Dean, why couldn't you have just kept your mouth shut?' he thought.
As he sat in the passenger seat Sam couldn't help but think, 'Everyone has a secret about everyone else... Are we in junior high for God's sake?' How was he supposed to trust Dean now. This family was the one thing that was supposed to come before everything else and there wasn't any room for secrets.
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Two hours later they finally found themselves in a cheap hotel out in the middle of nowhere. During the entire drive there was an uncomfortable silence and it was killing both of them. Dean set his things on the bed closest to the door and 'hid' his knife as he always did.
"I've got dibs on the bathroom," Dean smirked.
"Whatever," Sam laid back on the bed and flipped on the TV.
Dean took his turn getting cleaned up first while Sam let his mind wander. 'A secret about me?' he thought. He tried to narrow down what it could be, but his mind always jumped to one topic, the demon. 'But Dean didn't say it was about the demon so it could be anything,' one thought said. 'It's the only thing really worth keeping a secret about,' said another. 'But if it were about that Dean would have said something, it's too important,' said the first. Sam argued and debated in his mind for so long he didn't notice that Dean was out of the shower.
"Hey, Sam, your turn," Dean said. As Sam got up he added, "Hey, there's a McDonald's about half a mile back. It's the only place around and we both know you're too chicken to go, what do you want?" Dean smiled.
"I am not chicken, and I'd go myself if I didn't look like I've been living in a creepy town for the past couple days."
"Yeah, sure, what do you want, a happy meal?"
"Just get me a couple burgers and a soda."
"Alright, I'll be back."
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Dean got into the car and started on his way. 'Damn it, this is so freaking stupid,' he thought to himself. John was dead and they salted and burned the bones so what did it matter if he kept the secret or not? But then he remembered what he had told himself from the start, 'You are protecting him. You are protecting Sam by not letting him know the truth and that's your job whether Sam likes it or not.'
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Sam was back in the hotel and out of the shower checking his e-mail. Spam, spam, and more spam, everyone at Stanford seemed to have moved on. Sam sighed and closed the laptop. He sat on the bed, all of the thinking had started to give him a migraine and he abandoned the idea of figuring out the universe temporarily.
'God, when did the lights in here get so bright?' he wondered shutting his eyes. God this headache just wouldn't quit. Sam opened his eyes again and the pain intensified and he grabbed his head. 'Oh crap, not another vision,' he thought. It finally became too much and a wave of dizziness sent him to the floor in the space between the two beds. He didn't feel his head hit the night stand as he went down and the vision over took him...
TBC
Me: So what do you guys think?
Dean: What's the secret again?
Sam: You mean you don't know?!
Me: Hey! Relax, I'm feeding you lines remember?
Dean: That's good at least someone here knows.
Me:... Uh...
Sam: You mean you don't know!?
Me: I'm working on it!
Sam: Don't you have a paper to write before class tomorrow?
Me: Why yes, yes I do. So I will see you two guys next chapter.
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AN: I DO have a plot and a plan for the secret so no worries. Reviews make the sunshine:) Thanks for reading!