What would a parent do for a child…
What would a child do for their sibling….
What would a sibling do to bring them both back?
Sunlight shone into my eyes as I heard crickets chirping. Realizing it was my phone alarm I slowly lifted the covers off as the cold air of the room hit me. Shutting off the annoying alarm I looked around the room of the week for my family. I was alone, typical my brother and pa were annoyingly morning people and most likely dragged dad off to go get something to eat. Yawning i walked into the bathroom to get a shower. Sitting as I combed out my frizzy wet hair I heard the Impala's car door slam along with my dad's yelling "Be careful! with my old baby!" Rolling my eyes I stand to open the door as they came in. "Did you buy the whole store or something?" seeing as they all were loaded with bags of food. "No, me and your brother were going to get breakfast when your dad demanded we go get pie lots of pie." Smiling I grabbed the bags out of my pa's hands "and of course you couldn't say no to dad could you?" No he couldn't not really if I knew one thing Dean Winchester had the former angel whipped.
After eating breakfast me and my brother Johnathan started watching tv as per usual since we finished the case that brought us to this shitty motel. Dad came over to us after having a conversation outside with pa and shut the tv off.
"What do you two say we go back to the bunker for a few weeks ya know rest up and relax?" Johnathan looked over at me confusion in his green blue eyes. We had planned to make are way down to California to see if there were any good hunts since me nor my brother has ever been there before. And as we were in Utah we were almost there so why backtrack to Kanas? " Okay is there something wrong with Uncle Sam?" Trying to hid a grin dad shook his head "nah there's just someone there that wants to see you…."
Wait is he?
Johnathan in his small horse voice spoke "Uncle."