"Could this day be more perfect?" Dean grinned as he sat in the motel bed watching TV and stuffing a cheeseburger in his mouth.
"Sam's at the library, no one's bothering me and girl's gone wild is on." Dean said as he sat with his hands behind his head, both feet propped up on pillows. Nothing could be more better than this.
"I'm feeling kinda bored now, maybe I actually miss the geek," Dean sat there for a moment, " na." Dean shook his head, getting up looking out the window still pondering the thought.
"I wonder if he misses me." Dean grabbed his cell phone from his jacket pocket. Dean waited as the cell rang and rang which took forever which annoyed him until Sam picked up.
"What?" Sam said annoyed.
"Do you miss me?" Dean said sounding like a little girl who hasn't seen her mother in ten days.
"Dude, I've been gone for five minutes." Sam shook his head, he wondered why Dean did the things he does, Sam wrote himself a mental note to get Dean something to do.
"But you still miss me right." Dean said in a girlish tone.
"Dean, you really need to get a life." Sam said hanging up.
"Hey he hung up on me…the little bitch." Dean dropped his phone and got up again to rummage through the fridge.
"I swear do I miss him, sometimes I just need to get away from him…Hmm maybe run away from him." Sam chuckled at the thought because he knew Dean would go crazy if he did and that would definitely be worth seeing.
"But now that he's totally disrupted my research, even though I thank him for it." Sam said to himself because of the boredom of sitting in the library and having to be told to be quiet every five minutes when he is being quiet. The truth be told he did miss Dean a little due too his jokes keeping him company. As Sam got up, the librarian told him to sshh for the tenth time today, he packed up the laptop and walked outside into the hot sun, he wasn't getting very far in the research anyway.
"God why can't Dean be the one to do this, or at least pick me up." Sam said holding up his arm to shield his eyes from the blazing sun.
The motel wasn't far from the library only about two blocks but the hot August sun and him wearing layers didn't help. As he was walking he noticed a shadow appear behind him, he quickly turned around but no one was there.
"Alright it's getting weird time to split, or I have a better idea let's call mister I miss you." As Sam was getting his cell phone out, a blunt object hit him over the head and knocked him out instantly, his world went black.
"Well, Well Sammy we meet again." Gordon stepped out of the shadows and around the still body to pick up Sam's cell phone.
"I'm gonna have fun Sammy real fun, and you're dear brother is gonna be the first too know about it." Gordon smiled and picked up Sam's body and put him into his pick-up truck and sped away.
"This is friggin stupid, why is there never anything too eat in these motels." Dean whined as he closed the fridge.
"Why is it so hot in here as well?" Dean said while fanning himself off with his hand.
"Why am I complaining like Sam does?" Dean questioned himself, while going to the window again to see if Sam was back.
Dean then heard a ringing coming from the floor of the motel.
"See Sam you do miss me after all." Dean smiled as he picked up the phone.
"Does Sammy miss his big brother" Dean cooed into the phone.
"He will be Dean, just wait" Gordon said in a deep, threatening voice.
Dean's smiled turned to a frown, once he heard Gordon's voice over the phone. So many questions ran through his mind. Where's Sam? Why does Gordon have Sam's cell? What the hell does Gordon want now?
"Gordon what the hell are you doing with Sam's cell, and where's Sam?" Dean questioned very worriedly, scared of what Gordon might do or has already done to Sam.
"Why he's resting comfortably right now, he can't talk to you but he gives you his best wishes." Gordon said sarcastically.
"Gordon you bastard what did you do to him?" Dean's mind was filled with anger and fear, and both were fighting for control.
"Guess you'll have to wait and find out" Dean could hear Gordon hesitate on the line, "Actually, you know what? I think I'll be nice to you and leave you the coordinates of where we're at, because I want you to see Sam when I'm done with him, he'll be unrecognizable to your eye's Dean. I'll make sure he's alive when you get here so he can die in your arms because…"Gordon chuckled, "that's the best damn thing." Gordon ending the call and not leaving any room for Dean to answer.
"Damn it Gordon…" Dean couldn't say anything to voice his opinion because Gordon ended the call. How are coordinates suppose to help when he doesn't have them yet? He's a sneaky bastard, but he is definitely going to die when I see him, but what he said is very unnerving and very scary. Right now fear is winning the battle.