Where were you when the world stopped turning?
Chapter one
Sam Winchester stared blankly trying to process the cruel words coming from his father's mouth. He should have known that Dean would find his scholarship info and give it to their dad. Sam should have known neither would be happy with his family with his achievements, they never had been before why expect them to change now. Sam and Dean had always been close but lately Sam had taken to hiding things from his brother because Sam had known Dean wouldn't like what Sam was planning. Sam hadn't thought that planning one's future was a criminal act but from the way his family was reacting it might as well have been. Sam wanted his father to be proud of the fact that Sam had gotten a full scholarship to New York University, he should have known that wouldn't happen. Sam could only wish that Dean hadn't found out about it as soon as he had.
"Just when were you going to tell us Sammy?" Dean asked, his voice indicating that he believed that Sam had betrayed them.
"Soon." Sam mumbled trying to ignore the harsh laugh that came from his father. He had intended on telling them but not for a while yet. Sam had known that they wouldn't like it but it was past time that Sam done something for himself. He didn't want to be a hunter of the supernatural for the rest of his life. If he didn't do anything now he wouldn't have a future. Why didn't his family understand that Sam wasn't like them, nor would he ever be. Sam deserved a life of his own choosing after the years he had already spent on the road hunting and saving people.
Dean shakes his head and glares at Sam. He'd had a feeling that Sam hadn't stopped thinking about going to college even if he had stopped talking about it. He should have known that Sam was hiding something from him, he should have also known that that something had been about college. Dean knew that Sam dreamed of something more than hunting, but Sam didn't understand that Dean and John needed Sam to stay with them. After all Sam didn't know the things that Dean and John knew about Sam's possible future.
"Who even gave you permission to apply?" John Winchester snaps at Sam, causing Sam to shrink away from him before mumbling.
"I didn't need anyone's permission because I knew you wouldn't give it. Besides its past time I start thinking about what's best for me."
"Do you know how selfish that sounds?" Dean asks feeling more desperate by the second. He couldn't explain to Sam why they needed him to stay.
"How is planning for my future being selfish?" Sam demanded tears shining in his eyes. Sam had spent his entire life protecting others from the things they had no clue about. It was past time for him to set out on his own.
"It's selfish because as usual you are only thinking of yourself." John snaps "Your not thinking of the people we need to protect. So no, you won't be going to New York if I have to tie you down."
Sam glares at John. He should have known John would try to forbid him to leave. Sam wished then that he had hidden the paperwork better. He should have known that Dean would get suspicious and go looking for answers.
"You can't stop me from leaving." Sam growls, glaring at Dean. If Dean hadn't been nosy then they wouldn't be doing this right now. "I am a legal adult, you can't keep me here."
"Want to bet?" John asks in a voice so cold that both Dean and Sam shiver.
"Watch me." John grabs the papers from Dean's hands and pulls a lighter out of his pocket. Flicking the lighter John set the flame to paper and watched it turn to ash. Sam stood frozen in place as Dean and John walked out the door.
Tears fill Sam's eyes as he watches his dreams go up in smoke. John was wrong in thinking that Sam would never leave him after he tried to destroy Sam's dreams. Sam still had a flight to catch and Sam was sure that if he explained his situation to the Dean something could be worked out. Turning Sam heads into his bedroom, and starts pulling close out of drawers and sticking them in his backpack. His best opportunity to leave was while Dean and John were gone. They wouldn't expect him to leave but Sam couldn't do this anymore. After making sure his clothes were in his bag, Sam reached out and grabbed his flight info, quickly memorizing it. He would be on American Airlines, Flight 11 leaving from Boston. Sam bet he could get on an earlier flight now that he'd had the blowout with his family. He didn't think they would want to be around them anymore.
"You're still planning on leaving?" Sam heard his brother from the doorway.
"I know you don't get it, but this is something I need to do for myself." Sam answers.
"Never mind that you are completely abandoning your family." Dean snaps.
"I'm not abandoning you." Sam starts.
"No, you're just being completely self indulgent and not caring about anyone but yourself."
"That's not true" Sam protested though he was starting to wonder if it wasn't true.
"If you leave here you are dead to me." Dean says coldly knowing that his words would cause Sam pain. Sure enough Dean could see the hurt shining brightly and he had to force himself to stay strong, because he didn't like hurting his brother. He only wanted to protect him. "I mean it, Sam, if you leave you better never call me again even if you are dying from cancer. You might as well not even be a Winchester anymore."
"So be it." came the crushed reply from Sam who walks past Dean without looking at him. His whole body giving Dean the signs to how much Dean's words had hurt him...no more like destroyed him. Sam walks away with his backpack on one shoulder and as he passes the garbage, Deans sees something fall from Sam's hand.
"Damn it" Dean shouts as slams his fist into the wall. Tears shining in his eyes. Dean hadn't intended to hurt Sam he had only wanted to make his brother stay, instead he had driven him away. Dean had just lost his brother.
TBC?
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