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"Dean!" Sam shouted, "Snap out of it!"
Dean snapped to attention. "What…what!" He said in a stern voice.
"You blacked out again. What's going on with you, that's like the fourth time today." Sam stated alarmingly.
"I..i..i just didn't get a lot of sleep last night, that all."
"Dean you slept the entire night, you got more sleep than usual. What's going on?" Sam asked the question knowingly he wouldn't get the answer out his brother. That would had been too easy.
"Sammy, stop it. I'm fine. Just tired.
"Now!" Dean said as he opened the door, acting as if he were completely oblivious to the conversation they just had. "Let's go see my niece!"
"Yeah," Sam said with a nervous chuckle, "Lets go see my daughter."
As they walked towards the room, Sam stopped in his tracks. "I can't do this Dean.. i…I.. Dean I just can't do this right now.." Sam, being much faster than Dean, ran towards the exit and out of the local hospital faster then Dean could realize what was going on.
"SAM!" Dean yelled as he ran after her, "DON'T DO THIS TO HER AGAIN! SAM!"
He reached the parking lot in time to see Sam cross the street into the ocean of people.
"Sonovabitch..," Dean mumbled to himself. "Shit. This is just great."
Dean slowly walked back to the room where his niece, his only brother's daughter, was laying with her mother.
He walked into the room and just stared at the mother, her bright eyes turned to grey when she saw the grim look that lay on Dean's face. "He ran didn't he," she said softly, as if she saw this coming, "he ran from his past again."
Dean looked at the woman that his brother had abandoned now twice. She was beautiful, not in a movie star kind of way, nor even a regular kind of way. She stood out amongst the crowd in such a way that you could not help but call her beautiful. Her hair was cut short, she must have had cut it not too long ago, last time Dean had seen her, her hair was to her shoulders. Now It accented her face in such a charming way. Her eyes were a hazel brown, they somehow managed to look both gleeful but heavy from so much sorrow. Tears started to streamed down her cheek. She looked tired, not quite so physically tired, but emotionally exhausted. Dean felt sorry for her.
"I'm sorry he did this to you again.." Dean sympathetically said, "I honestly thought he would stay. He seemed so happy to see you again and meet her.." He trailed off knowingly she wasn't listening.
She stared down at her new beautiful baby girl. "I was hoping he would help name her.." The woman said. "I have no idea what to call her, I never dreamed about even having a child..i just don't kn.."
Dean wiped the tears off her cheek. "Can I hold her?" He asked as if he were a child asking for another cookie.
The woman wiped her nose and sat up. "Yeah," she chuckled," of course you can."
She handed the sweet, innocent, and now fatherless child to Dean. "Don't forget to support her head." She said softly.
The child was stunning. She had Sam's nose and she had her mother's eyes. She was perfect in every way. Dean stared in awe of the beautiful child, and wondered how Sam could had possibly something so perfect.
"She's beautiful…honestly.." Dean said with a soft grin "Congratulations. You'll make an amazing mother."
"Sam, we need to talk! Now." Dean managed to spit out after being forwarded to voicemail for the third time.
Dean walked towards the impala, determined to find his younger brother once again. Knowing that he had a long night ahead of him, He drove off to the closest bar he could find.
"Buy me a drink?" a blonde asked from the corner of the bar, Dean looked at the woman. She was was in her mid 20's. She was tall and had a dark tanned skin. She was stunning. Smiling, Dean started to walk towards the beautiful woman but was rudely interrupted by the sound of his cell going off. He knew that ringtone well. It belonged to Sammy.
"What the hell Sam!" Dean yelled. "You did this to her when you found out she was pregnant and you're going to do this to her again? Do you not have a single ounce of shame in your being?"
"I..i couldn't do it Dean." Sam said with a heavy amount of guilt in his voice. "I couldn't look into her eyes and tell her that I could stop hunting again. I can't give her a normal life Dean. It's best this way.." His voice trailed off as if he was lost in thought.
"Yeah well best for who Sam? Best for her or best for you?" Dean spat the words out as if they were a terrible taste in his mouth.
Sam remained silent on the line. He didn't know who it was better for to be honest. Yes he was terrified of being a father, but he feared for the woman that he left in the hospital room all alone.
"Did you see her?"
"Who, the baby? Yeah. I saw her Sam." Dean sighed. "And I got to tell yah, I don't know how you could have possibly made something so perfect."
"The baby?" Sam questioned. "Does she not have a name?"
"No." Dean mumbled. "You need to see her. Now Sam."
"I'm in Wisconsin Dean."
"Wisconsin? Why the hell are you in Wisconsin?"
"Dean, I found Cas."
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