Author's Note: I wrote this around Christmas, and it was my take on the amulet story before the episode aired. Just a few parts to it, let me know what you guys think.

The Christmas Gift

Dean frowned. "Dad, I want you to be with us for Christmas."

"Too bad Dean, there's a monster out there that I need to hunt; you'll be safe with Bobby."
"What am I supposed to tell Sam? Huh?" Dean complained.
"That I couldn't make it."
"What about his present?"
"What do you mean what about his present? His present is being alive." John answered.
"I can't believe you, you've ruined Christmas!" Dean yelled, glaring at John.
"I don't know who you think you are Dean Winchester, but that's too bad. You're just gonna have to celebrate Christmas with Bobby." John smacked Dean on the back of the head.
"Hey!" Dean growled.
"Quit Glarin'" John answered as he drove the impala to Bobby's. Sam was sound asleep in the back with Dean. Dean was getting tired from yelling and arguing. He knew it was futile to continue on, so he shut up and fell asleep.
"Dean! Dean! Dean, please wake up!" Sammy begged as he tugged on Dean's arm. Dean groaned and started to wake at Sam's pleas.
"What is it?" He questioned, the more he awoke, the more fear he saw in Sam's eyes. Dean unbuckled his seatbelt and looked at Sam clearly now. "Sammy, tell me, what is it?" Dean reiterated.
"Were in the woods; Dad's gone!" Sam panicked.
"He's what?!"
"Gone!"
"Son-of-a.."
"--Dean, it's Christmas Eve, and I'm cold and hungry, and Dad's missing! What're we gonna do?" Sam continued to panick. Dean unbuckled Sam's seatbelt and took his six year old brother in his arms.
"Don't worry, I'll find a way to get us out of this mess just like I always have. I'll find Dad too, and we'll get to Bobby's in time for Christmas."
"Dean?"
"Yeah Sammy?"
"You think Santa'll will know we're at Bobby's this year?"
"Yeah Sammy, he'll know." Dean answered Softly, he didn't have the heart to tell Sam that Santa wasn't real.

Dean and Sam stayed in the impala for an hour, and still no John. He noticed Sam was shivering now, and he saw the keys to the impala in the driver's seat. Dean gulped; John would've never left the keys in the car like that. He reached and grabbed the keys. He also found John's phone. He grabbed it too and got out of the impala. He used the keys to open the trunk and got out a knife, a shotgun, and his and Sam's bags. He closed the trunk and brought everything into the backseat of the impala. He opened the phone and dialed Bobby's number. After two rings, Bobby picked up.
"Bobby?"
"Dean? Where's John?"
"I-I don't know, it's just me and Sam and the impala in these woods. I don't know where we are or where my Dad is. It's been hours." Dean rambled.
"How far in the woods are you?"
"Really far."
"Well, I'm sure John taught you survival skills right? Use those to get you and Sam out of there."
"What about my Dad?"
"We need to get you boys out of there first so we even know where you are. I'll find John."
"I'm not leaving without my Dad."
"Dean, do you want to die? Do you want Sam to die?"
"No!"
"Then get out of there now!"
"Yeah, yeah."
"Don't get smart with me."
"Bye Bobby." Dean hung up the phone.
"Don't worry Dad, I'll find you." Dean whispered.
Dean got out of the car, holding his bag. He put the knife, phone, and keys in the bag. He carried it on his should, and Sam followed, now with a coat on. Dean held the shotgun in his hands.
"Dean, look, footprints!" Sam exclaimed. Dean nodded in acknowledgement as he walked over and examined them. "Nice work Sammy." Sam smiled.
"Alright Sammy stay close and try not to make a sound. I don't know what's out here."
"You'll protect me right Dean?"
"Don't worry Sammy, I'll protect you. Trust me, Trust nobody." Dean answered softly.
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