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Will You Catch Me If I Fall?

Chapter two

Three days later

Sam had arrived in Port Plymouth and had posed as a federal agent in order to check out the bodies in the morgue. The bodies were in pieces and some of the bones had been stripped of their flesh. He thought it odd that the flesh on the bodies appeared to have been cut off with a sharp instrument rather then to have been ripped off the bones like a Wendigo would have done. Four bodies had been found so far with seven others still missing, all men. Sam had searched the local forest and caves and had found no sign of the creature.

He was worried about his brother and had tried to reach him off and on for the last the three days with no answer; his cell phone had been turned off. Finally he had called Bobby and asked him to check in on Dean and make sure he was okay. He had the Impala so he knew Dean was more then likely still at the motel drinking himself into a stupor.

Dean's motel room

Dean had turned off his phone and had stayed drunk the entire time Sam was gone. When he heard the knock at his door he ignored it, but when he heard someone picking the lock his hand instinctively started to snake toward his gun on the table. But then he saw Bobby's familiar face.

"Bobby? What are you doing here?" A cold chill suddenly shot through him and he felt his whole body go numb. "Did something happen to Sam?" He could barely get the words out.

"Not as far as I know." He walked over and stood over Dean. " Your brother's worried about you Dean. He couldn't get hold of you."

Knowing that Sam was okay; Dean relaxed back in his chair.

"I'm fine."

"You're far from fine Dean. What's going on with you boys? Why aren't you with your brother?"

"We don't have to be together all the time. …. We're not attached at the hip you know."

"I never knew you to let your brother go off on a dangerous hunt by himself. … Sam needs to concentrate on the hunt…..not worry about you. … What the hell's going on with you Dean?"

"Nothing….I'm just tired of hunting….I'm giving it up."

"Hunting's all you know Dean."

"I'll learn something else then…..I'm good with cars, maybe I'll be a mechanic." He said as he took a swig of beer.

Bobby shook his head sadly wondering why Dean seemed so depressed and why he hadn't gone with his brother. He pulled out his cell phone to call Sam and let him know Dean was relatively okay.

"Damn it!" He said when Sam's voice mail came on. "Sam, your brother's fine. Call me when you get this." Bobby hung up then stared at the phone, a worried expression on his face.

"What's wrong Bobby?"

"I've been trying to call your brother all day but he doesn't answer, he must be out of range of the signal." Bobby glanced over at Dean. "You should be with him; anything could happen to him out there."

"Sam will be fine Bobby, he's a good hunter."

"Sam's an excellent hunter, one of the best there is, but things happen out there, you know that as well as I do." Bobby couldn't understand what was wrong with Dean, usually he was over protective of his brother but now he seemed to be all wrapped up in his own misery,what ever that might be. "Dean, Sam could be hurt or even worse and you don't seem to even care."

"Don't tell me I don't care Bobby….I died for him didn't I?" Dean slammed down his bottle. "Of course I care, but Sam's better off without me."

"Where the hell did you come up with an idea like that?.....When you were gone your brother was devastated, he was lost without you." Bobby looked down at his phone. "I'm worried Dean, Sam said he'd keep in touch, he was really worried about you and it's odd he hasn't called me." Bobby turned to leave. "You can sit here and drown what ever sorrows you have but I'm going up to Port Plymouth and see if I can track him down.

Dean stood up and began throwing some of his stuff into his bag.

"I'm going with you." Dean swallowed the lump in his throat, if anything happened to his brother because he hadn't gone with him he'd never be able to live with himself.

Bobby smiled to himself, he knew if there was any chance that Sam might be in danger there was no way Dean wouldn't go looking for him. He waited till Dean was out of the room then pulled the door shut.

TBC