Ok! So here's Sam's POV! I really liked writing this! XD it was fun, and I hope that you all like it too!

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He was eating lunch with the gang, Jess had early classes so, for once, she was able to eat with them and not worry about making it to her next class on time. James was being an idiot, as usual, and had everyone laughing so hard Sam was amazed that no one had passed out yet.

He slung an arm around Jess, and she kissed his cheek, and he felt like the empty void that was deep in his chest ever since he had left for Stanford, had eased up just a bit. The emptiness not so vast, and the ache not so painful, but then he thought about Dean and the void swallowed up what little happiness he had felt. He missed him so much, that thinking about him never helped the aching pain in the least; the hole always seemed to get larger with every thought of his big brother.

That's why he didn't answer their calls anymore, he learned from his first call with Dean after he left, that he couldn't hear Deans voice without wanting to cry and beg and plead with Dean to come pick him up. But he had come too far to cave that easily, and he steeled himself in his resolve to stay at Stanford until his four years were up. But with every passing day, hell! Every passing minute, he missed Dean more and more, and once, he almost called Dean and told him he was done and wanted to go back. Then he met Jess, and she gave him a reason to stay at Stanford, she was nice and funny, and if he tried hard enough he could try and forget Dean for awhile. He could picture a normal life ahead if he stuck with Jess, and he even went as far as dating her to try and get rid of all these sick feelings inside of him. But he knew he wouldn't stay with her that long, because he loved her yeah, but just not as much as he loved Dean. Nope, not even close to how much he loved Dean.

He sighed and let his gaze wander, settling on the tree he sits under when he wants to study outside, and is that- no, it couldn't be… but it is! And he nearly fell out of his chair; Dean was sitting under his tree, and staring vaguely in his direction. He blinked several times, and rubbed at his eyes, but he was still there!

Warmth and happiness crept into his chest, filling up the void somewhat, but then he caught sight of his brother's face and that warmth flew straight out of him, he felt like he was dunked in ice cold water.

Dean's face was streaked with tears, his eyes were green icicles, and his jaw was clenched so tight it looked painful. And Sam sat, in a confused daze, as his brother stood and walked off. Panic overtook him and Sam shot after Dean, ignoring his friends' confused shouts that followed him. Dean didn't even once turn around to see what was causing the obvious uproar that was just right behind him. Sam ran like he never ran before, but he was still too slow, Dean jumped into the Impala, and started the car.

"DEAN!" Sam yelled after his brother in vain, as he watched the Impala slip out of sight.

And tears streamed down his face as his brother put miles between them.

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