Thanks for all the reviews guys on the first chapter.
Chapter 2
Dean sped into the car park of the motel room, only just managing to turn the car off before jumping out and running to their room. He was hoping to see his little brother asleep or buried in some books.
His heart dropped when he found the room empty, it looked the same as he left it this morning, he searched the room for Sam's bag, also not finding it there. He checked the drawer. Empty. The wardrobe. Empty. The bathroom. Also empty. He approached the table, looking out the window for any sign of Sam, he just wanted to see him walking across the car park juggling coffee and food. He sighed, closing his eyes and bowing his head. Sam was gone. "It's just like him to do this, things get a little hard and he bolts." He thought, shaking his head in disappointment and anger.
He opened his eyes, finally noticing the small piece of paper on the table.
He picked and started reading.
Dear Dean,
I don't really know to say, I'm sorry I guess is the only thing I can say. I know I screwed up so bad. You're mad and I understand that, I'm even mad at myself.
I can't look at you anymore without only seeing disappointed and betrayal, because of me, I caused that, that's why I decided to leave, you'll be better off without me Dean, you won't have to worry about me doing the wrong thing again.
You said you can't trust me, well I can't trust me either. I'm just as afraid of making another mistake as you are. I don't want you to worry about me anymore Dean, you've done enough for me, you raised me and I can't thank you enough for that.
I'll just carry on the hunt to kill Lucifer, if I find anything I'll let you know, or Bobby.
Just promise me you'll take care of yourself Dean. Love you Dean.
Sam.
Dean tried to blink back the tears burning the back of his eyes. He pocketed the note, and pulled out his phone. He scrolled down to Sam number and paused, he didn't know what to say, he sighed and scrolled down to Bobby's number instead. He was still angry at Sam, he couldn't forget about it, what Sam did. He decided to leave it for a couple of days.
"Dean, hey, is Sam there?" Bobby asked as soon as he picked up the phone.
"No, he's left." Dean replied emotionless.
"Left? Where? Have you rang him?" Bobby questioned, Dean could sense the concern in the older hunter's voice.
"I don't know where, no I think I should leave it, you know, just for a couple of days. I just need some time Bobby, time to think." Dean's voice finally let out emotion, it was angry.
He heard Bobby huff, "Dean, you know how bad Sam feels. he thought he was doing the right thing Dean."
Dean finally exploded. "The right thing!? Betraying me, he thought that was the right thing to do. Come on Bobby, it doesn't change anything! Now he's left! Obviously he doesn't want to stay and try to work things out! All he's ever done is run away! I'm done with him now. I'm to tired of having to chase after him! He can take care of himself!" Dean yelled.
"Dean-" Bobby sighed but was interrupted.
"No Bobby! Don't tell me how bad he feels, all this, it's his fault! If he had listened to us in the first place none of this would've happened and you know that!" Dean fumed, unable to hold in his anger.
"Fine." Was the only response he got from Bobby, and then beeping telling him the call had been disconnected.
Dean dropped his phone on his bed, screaming in anger he reached for the small bedside table and flung it towards the door in anger. His heavy breathing was the only sound in the room.
He heard a light flutter of wings behind him, he turned to see Cas. "Cas, how'd you find me? I thought you did that angel sigil things on my ribs."
"Bobby told me where you were." Cas explained, looking around the room "where's Sam?" He asked.
Dean froze by the mention of his brother's name, rage was still boiling inside him. "He's left." he grumbled.
"Oh, well I need your assistance."
"Oh yeah, with what?" Dean asked sharply.
"My quest to find my father." The angel replied bluntly.
"Father.. wh-.. God? But how?" Dean asked confused.
"Yes, God. I need an amulet that burns bright in the presence of God, and I believe you have it."
"I have it, I don't have any magical amulet." He followed Cas' gaze down to his chest. His amulet, the amulet that Sam gave to him all them years back.
"No, I c-can't" he stuttered.
"Give it to me Dean." Cas demanded.
Dean brung his two hand both to his amulet, both of them sliding unconsciously up the rope. He hesitated before lifting it over his head. Cas brought out his hand to take the amulet. Dean hesitated again before dropping it into the angel's waiting hand. "Just.. Don't lose it!"
"I will need your help finding God, Don't worry, the angels won't touch you." He added.
"Alright, how?"
"We need to locate Raphael, and get the information out if him." Cas explained.
"Alright, let's go!" Dean moved to pack up all his stuff.
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Sam woke up still feeling tired, he rolled over and gazed at the alarm clock, it said 4AM. "No wonder" Sam snarked to himself. He rolled back over, shutting his eyes, trying to get back to sleep.
30 minutes later and he was still awake, he sighed and lay on his back, staring up at the ceiling. Bobby' s and Dean's words were still swirling around his brain, repeating themselves over and over and over.
"I guess it's time to get up."
He sighed, flinging his feet over the edge off the bed.
He spent a whole hour in the shower, letting the hot water wash over him, he was so lost in thought that he had lost track of the time.
He was pulled out of his thoughts when the hot water had run out and freezing cold water hit his back. He quickly jumped out the shower.
He got dressed and entered the bedroom, he wished Dean was there, asleep or watching the tv. He crossed the room to the table and opened his laptop, he figured finding a job would take his mind of things.
An hour later and he had already found one. Garber, Oklahoma, 6 people had been killed, three killed in a different way to the other three, also on different sides of town, but the last two were closer to the town centre. The three on the east side of town looked like vampire attacks, and the three on the west side were gutted and butchered. "Ghouls?" Sam suggested to himself. It was rare to have two different kinds of monsters in town, but it was the apocalypse after all.
He quickly packed up and headed out the door bound for Oklahoma, ignoring the fact that he was still exhausted and starving.
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4 Hours later...
Sam arrived at the morgue in Garber, he still managed to convince them that he was a police officer wearing tatty blue jeans and thin t-shirt.
"And an equal amount of the victims had been killed in different ways? He asked, checking the information he had was correct.
"Yes three had bite marks and suffered from blood loss, and the other three had their guts ripped out of them, plus missing fingers and toes and cuts covering their bodies." The doctor replied, pulling out the first body.
Sam inspected the bite marks on the man's arms and neck, he nodded "definitely vampire." He thought.
He inspected the next body, it was butchered. Ghouls was still his best guess.
"So, you think it is two different killers?" He asked.
"It seems to be, but the killings to be getting closer to the middle off town, like some kind of territory war." He explained.
" Monster turf war?
great." Sam thought. "Thanks." He said to the man before exiting the morgue. This hunt was going to take longer than he thought. He decided to go find a bar, he needed a drink.
This chapter seems a bit slow to me, I'll try to pick it up in the next couple of chapters. And don't worry, the brothers will be reunited soon.
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