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Sam laid unconscious at the bottom of the tree. Dean ran over and grabbed Sam's head, lifting it barley off the ground. he put his fingers on his neck, checking to see if he hit his head too hard on the floor. there was a slow pulse, but that was good enough for Dean. He wrapped his arms around Sam's limp body and hulled him over to the Impala and placed him in the back seat. He went inside the hotel room, grabbing what little belongings that they brought with them.

He needed to get away before that thing came back, angry that Dean shot him in the face.

Dean ran and jumped into the front seat of his car. Sam laid in the back, not moving.

"Sammy?" Dean turned around to look at him "Sam can you hear me?"

No response escapes him.

"Sam, were going to Bobby's place, stay with me."

The ride to bobby's house was about a day if he rushed. Dean quickly flew out of the parking lot and onto the street.

The fall that Sam fell from was really far. about 15 to 20 feet, Dean saw his head barley slam into the concrete, hopefully not fatal, after he shot the monster in the head. he was immediately knocked out cold. That and the large scratches on his back were the only injuries that he had. it also looked like he had a sprained wrist, nothing he couldn't handle.

What was that thing?

He wasn't sure at all. he didn't get a good look at all.

shoot and ask questions later. well, most of the time, depends on the situation.

Dean had to stop worrying about the monster. The main thing is getting Sam to Bobby's and hope that he doesn't have severe head trauma or something like that.

Sam moaned and turned over slightly in his seat. he reviled the blood flowing from where he hit his head.

God damn it Sam!

The road in front of them was dark. the headlights barely lit up the street.

This was going to be a long trip.

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"Dean, when is dad going to be home?" The big hazel-green eyes stare down dean as he sits on the hotel bed.

"Sam, stop asking! he won't be back for a few days! so just shut up!"

Sam was always bored whenever Dad wasn't home. He was used to it though. Dad never took them along when he was gone. He had been gone all the time ever since mom died.

"Dean why do we move around so much?"

"Oh my god, WHY DON'T YOU JUST SHUT UP?"

Sam recoils back in fear of his brother. his face MUSHES UP and he retreats to the bathroom.

He sat on the toilet and cried. he cried not just because his brother yelled at him, but because he didn't understand. Why can't they just have a home and why can't he stay at a school for more than 2 weeks?

He just wanted to be normal.

There was a slight knock on the door and Sam's crying stopped as he got up and cracked open the door.

"Sam… I'm sorry. I didn't mean to yell. it's just that I don't know the answers. I didn't want to admit it. I don't get what's going on either."

Sam opened the door and ran out to hug his brother. Sam cried into deans shirt.

Why did everything have to be so hard?

The tears continued to fall down little Sammy's face and for a moment Deans eyes welled up and the water dripped down his face, too.

"It's ok Sammy, you will be ok" Dean's comforting words soothed Sam.

they would find out soon enough.

"Does dad still love me?" Sam peered up at his older brother

"Oh course Sam, he's just confused. he doesn't know what to do. just give him some time"

Sam yawned and rubbed his red, blood shot eyes.

"Let's go to bed and maybe dad will be here in the morning"

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"How long has he been out?"

"A little bit more than 2 days…"

Sam laid on Bobby's couch still unresponsive. Bobby did a great job patching him up, but Sam still didn't wake up. Dean told bobby everything, from the thing in the tree to Sam hitting the ground.

"How far was the fall?"

"I don't know… maybe 20 feet"

"god dean! where were you?"

"I was asleep! You can't blame me for this! if I knew that this would happen, you really think I let it happen?"

"Well things haven't been perfect between you two lately!" Bobby sets down his beer on the table.

"What the hell Bobby? I would never let Sam get hurt on purpose! What kind of monster do you think I am?" Dean stands up from his chair, his face red.

"Look dean, I didn't mean to accuse you of anything…"

"To hell you didn't mean to! Sam is my brother! I have been protecting him my whole life and you really think… I cant believe you Bobby"

Dean grabs his jacket and his keys. he pushes open the front door and storms out towards his car.

"Where do you think you're going?" Bobby exclaims as he runs out after him

"I am going to go find out what that thing was!" Dean starts to open the door to his car.

"So you are just going to abandon your brother! You are just going to leave him behind!"

"Let's just hope a dick, like you, will take care of him!"

"Don't you dare leave, boy!"

It was too late dean was already driving away as fast as he could.

"GOD DAMN IT!" Bobby slams his hand against the door, causing the wood paneling to break and fall off.

Dean drove off, his knuckles turn white as he puts fourth all of his own anger, the anger that has been boiling up inside of him. The anger for bobby, the anger for Sam. he steps on the peddle harder and the engine revved.

This was beyond crazy on Bobby's half. Were things that bad between him and Sam lately? he didn't mean for that last hunt to go so far. he didn't mean to him and Sam almost killed. Sam got angry at him for messing up and he had every right to be angry, every right to ignore him and to let things get hard between them. Dean knew that this was too far. If Bobby seriously thought he let this happen to his brother, than he knew he had to patch up that wide gaping hole between him and Sam. He had to finally own up to what he had done and he had to apologize.

but first he needed to catch that thing.

No matter what he had to do after, first he needed to kill that sonofabitch.

Bobby picked up the wood that fell off the door and threw it as far as he could into the junk yard.

He knew he didn't blame dean.

How could he?

it's just that he didn't understand why things have been so tense between them lately. One moment they were fine and the next they were at each other's throats.

"Bobby?" Sam staggered out onto the porch were bobby still stood.

"Sam, I thought you would never wake up" Bobby smiled and then pulled Sam into a hug. Sam's arm went around bobby awkwardly because of the sling that held his, clearly mangled arm up.

"What happened bobby?" Sam rubbed his head trying to remember what had happened before he woke up.

"From what I heard from dean, something grabbed you and pulled you into the tree. Dean shot at it and you fell."

It was coming back now.

The tree. It had the man with the colt on it. he didn't understand why though that would be, coincidently, on the tree in front of their motel.

"Bobby, we have to go back to that tree…"

"Well, your brother is already on his way, but I think you should rest, see how your head feels in a hour."

"No bobby, I'm fine. We need to go and catch up with dean before he gets himself snagged by that monster too."

"Sam, I can't let you go. Not with your arm like that either."

"Bobby I am not just going to sit here, with minor injuries and wait for dean to be taken and not have someone to shoot it down like Dean did for me."

"Boy, I will go and help Dean. You stay here."

"No. I am going." Sam's voice was firm and stubborn.

Bobby knew he couldn't talk the youngest Winchester out of coming so he pulls out Sam's pain meds and tosses them to him.

"Whatever you say, kiddo" Bobby pats Sam on the back and he winces because of the long, freshly patched cuts on it.

Bobby and Sam walk over to one of Bobby's shitty cars in the middle of his car lot. The doors squeak as Sam tugs on the rusty handle.

"Best I have, Sammy my boy." he flashes Sam a smile and tries to pull open his door, just as rusty as Sam's.

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