A/N: Gooooood evening my Imperial Storm Army! And welcome new padawans to the Dark Side! What's this? A new Supernatural story? Le gasp! So sorry for the delay guys! I meant to have this up Friday actually but I started to second guess myself and then I just decided to re write the entire chapter. Then I had Christmas parties to go to and such. It was a long weekend. But I finally got the chance to actually sit down and write! Also guys I have a request for you. On Facebook and Twitter, there is a thing going on called The Lines Project. You take a sharpie, marker, highlighter, or pen and draw six lines on your left wrist if you feel down, are depressed, or self harm, for the right is the same but your showing support for those who lost loved ones to suicide. I'm doing it, and my lines are on my left wrist due to past self harm. But if you guys can do it too and show your support it would mean a lot not just to me but to others! And now without further delay let's get going!

Summary: After an argument Sam leaves and winds up getting lost. Sick and injured, Sam struggles to survive. When a wolf wanders by he notices the poor boy and decides to help! Sam and the wolf begin bond and when a demon threatens to take Sam, his new friend is there and so is Dean! Sam and Dean make up, then hit road once more with their new friend!

Enjoy!

All mistakes are my own and flames will be used to salt and burn my victims.

The heart shattering argument

Sam kept his gaze out the passenger window. He and Dean had been in a slight accident. Nothing major. Fender bender if you will. Sammy was driving and the truck in front of them suddenly stopped causing Sam slam on the brakes then slam into the truck. The man in the truck was a hunter like them and apologized. He was a little tipsy.

Dean however had been a little more than upset. He spent weeks fixing his girl and Sam had to go and mess it up! Hence why Dean is driving now. He made Sam switch him sides. He was sleeping but the collision woke him right up and he no longer felt sleepy.

'Way to go Sam! Messing up my girl after I spent weeks on her! Thank you fucking much!' Dean thought angrily. 'Yeah just keep looking out the window and don't say shit. If you do I might knock you out of the car and onto the freeway.'

Sam shivered as he felt his brothers anger. He hadn't meant to slam into the other guy, and how the hell was he suppose to know if the dude was going to stop suddenly! He shook his head a little. If Dean wanted to angry at him for something he couldn't control then fine.

'He already blames Dads death and the accident on me. Now this. What else does he blame for?' Sam thought to himself. 'Probably moms death. Hell, probably my being even born! Maybe if I just-'

He thoughts were halted when Dean schreeched into the parking lot to a bar. It was late and Sam wanted to lay down and not wake up, but it seemed his brother had other plans.

Dean shoved some money at Sam.

"Go get seperate rooms at the motel down the street." Dean said getting out of the car.

Sammy sighed and wisely chose not to say anything. But when he got out Dean appartently had a few choice words for him.

"How could you do this Sam? I spent weeks fixing this!" Dean hissed.

"Like I knew he would suddenly stop or that he was drunk!" Sam spat back.

"Maybe if you'd pay attention and space out! God Sam! I should never have let you driven! Just like when the demon blindsided us! Maybe if dad was driving, hell maybe if he was driving he'd still be here!" Dean spat.

"You blame me for that?! I had no control on that!" Sam yelled.

"Hmph. Maybe if hadn't been born at all-" Dean started.

"FUCK YOU DEAN!" Sam shouted.

Sam grabbed his duffle and headed for the motel that was only two blocks away. Dean watched as he booked a room, come out glared and shook his head, and went inside. Dean scrubbed a hand down his face. He hadn't meant what he said. He loved his brother so much it hurt sometimes. He didn't feel much like drinking anymore and took the Impala to the motel and booked a room next to Sam.

The rooms were conjointed so he figured he'd apologize to Sam in the morning. Right now he grabbed his night clothes and headed into the shower. When he was finished he put his in duffle. He then heard the faint sound of Sam talking to someone.

Sam was talking to Bobby to get things of his chest or to feel better but it wasn't really helping. Not knowing his brother was listening in.

That boy! He needs to get that fat head out of his ass! What he said goes over the line!

"Tell me about it. He hates me. I don't blame him. I killed his mom and now his dad. He's right, if hadn't been born-"

Stop right there son. It wasn't your fault for anything!

"The hell it isn't! Even dad hated me! He was close to Dean but never with me! Why? Because he was afraid of me! My blood's tainted and he was afraid! Some days I considered myself lucky he didn't kill me! Bobby I just-"

I know son. How about you come with me fer a while? Let that fool brother of yours cool off.

"Sure that would be nice."

I'll come get ya. Maybe I'll knock some sense into him when I get there.

Sam thanked Bobby and hung up texting the coordinates to him. Sam could use a vacation and Dean some space. He scrubbed a shanking hand down his face. He decided not to shower but to go for walk instead. He grabbed his jacket and put his boots on and headed out.

Dean wiped at his eyes. He decided to change. He wanted that drink now. He walked out to find Sam heading into the woods. He debated about going after him but the need for a drink won out.

Sam wondered where he was. He hadn't meant to wonder to far. He debated on calling Dean but quickly shot down that idea. His 'brother' didn't want him anymore so he wasn't going to bother him. A noise behind him startled him and he booked it!

Sam didn't know how long he ran but his running came to an end when he failed to notice a cliff and fell!

Whelp. There y'all have it! The first chapter!

Until Next Time! *curls up in blanket with hot chocolate and watches movies with Cas*