It was late when Dean returned from work. It has been a hard day and he was pretty shattered. Working as an electrician was hard. All the day climbing up streetlamps or dealing with broken air conditionings. At days like today, he wished his old life back. Hitting the road with his baby, Sam on the passenger seat. He sighed and unlocked the door. It was dark, only from the living room came a pale gloom of light and the noises of the TV. Ben had already gone to bed and Lisa was fallen asleep in front of the TV, waiting for him. He smiled quietly at the sight of his girlfriend, carelessly snuggled up in a blanket, rolled up like a cat, her dark curls dwelled on the cream sofa. Her eye-lids fluttered, like she had a very intense dream.
Hopefully a good one. Carefully not to wake her up he tucked her in and gave her a small kiss on the cheek. He sat besides her and watched the news, though he didn't want to go to bed right now. It was always the same. Some politicians discussing about some law, some natural disasters somewhere... When he just wanted to turn the TV off and bring Lisa to bed when something attached his attraction.
"Yesterday night, a young man, about 25 years old, was hit by a police car, when he jumped before it, totally confused." Dean didn't listen to the newsreader anymore. He just looked at the inserted picture. No doubt, this was his brother. "Sammy!" He murmured quietly and stared stunned at the screen. As fast as hell, regardless his sleeping girlfriend, he rushed into the kitchen getting paper and pen and noted the number the newsreader said, where you could call if you knew about the found man. By Dean's hectic rush, Lisa was awaken, looking confused at him. "Hey darling. What's wrong?" Dean breathed heavily. He was pale white, unsure to believe that this was his brother.
"I...saw Sammy...on TV. In the news... they said he has been hit by a car yesterday... They gave a number..." Lisa's eyes opened wide. "Sammy? Your brother? I thought he.. died last year..." Dean nodded, still in shock. "Me, too." Now Lisa noticed the paper in his hand. "You know the number? Than call. Now. It's about your brother... You shouldn't lose any time and find him." Dean nodded and grabbed the telephone.
"Hello, Silvers, Lawrence Memorial Hospital. How can I help?" "Hi, my name is Dean Winchester. I'm calling because of the guy, who got here yesterday. The one found on the road." "Yeah... Do you know him?" "Yes, his name is Sam. Sam Winchester. He's my brother." "That's great news. It would be the best if you came by tomorrow, to officially identify him and take care of the rest." "Okay. Thank you, bye!" Dean hang up and looked at Lisa. "Is it okay for you? I need 10 hours to get to Kansas and back. And time to get things done with Sam. I'll be gone for a few days probably." Lisa nodded. "That's fine for me. Ben will go to vacation tomorrow, so you don't have to take care of him when I'm at work. When will you leave?" Dean shrugged his shoulders. "I'll get some sleep now. Maybe tomorrow morning at... about 6 am." "Then we need to go to sleep now... You have a long day ahead."
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