HELLO!~ So, I have been watching a ton of Supernatural lately, and decided that I would do a supernatural fic C=

~TheShadowHunterDanosaur

DISCLAIMER: I do not own any of the characters, just the plot line.

*This story will more than likely not follow any plot lines from the show*

Dean sits in a bar. Beside him, sits eight empty bottles of beer. On the other side, sits his phone. He keeps looking at it, expecting a call. It had been 3 days since John had left for one of his 'trips'. Dean was worried about him. He was never gone this long, and when he was, Dean had always heard from him. So, naturally, Dean decided that the only place for him right now was at the bar, where he mindlessly downed beer after beer.

He wished that he could call his dad, or his brother for that matter, but he hadn't spoken to his brother for years. Hell, he'd probably had his number changed. He knew where he was, away at school, but he still didn't know if he would talk to him.

So, Dean sat alone, drunk, barely noticing when his fingers reached for his phone, dialed his brother's number. He held the phone up to his ear as he walked out of the bar. When Sam answered, Dean stood silent.

"Hello? Dean?" Sam's voice still rung out from the receiver.

Dean hung up the phone, still unsure why he had decided to call his brother. He decided that it would be better to sleep off his drunkenness. He went to his car, locked the doors, and fell asleep right outside the bar.

*next morning*

Dean woke up, his head pounding. It took him a minute to realize where he was, and why his head hurt, but when he had, he just closed his eyes and moaned into his arm.

He didn't know why, but he got in the front seat and started driving. He turned on the radio, as he drove to Sam's university. He needed to talk to someone, and since his father was MIA, his brother was his only option. He couldn't call him, because he'd do exactly what he did last night, hang up as soon as he heard Sam's voice. The Impala drove along smoothly as Dean lost himself in Metallica. Before he knew it, it was night and he was at Sam's school.

He walked onto the campus, looking for any sign of his brother. He stopped at the little bar just inside the campus. There, he found his brother with a group of friends.

He walked over to him, nervous of what might become of their conversation. He didn't know how his brother would feel about seeing him again.

He walks up to Sam, a slight smile on his face. "Hey Sammy…"

That's all for today folks! Stay Tuneddd~