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So... Ok. How to write this... C'mon Mr. Plot Bunny, don't fail me now. I've been letting you run wild.

Again, taking ideas and suggestions.

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DEANCOMEONDOWN

"...Dean...Dean...DEAN!" Ellen chased after him only to run into him as he rushed out of the room.

"What the hell are you trying to do?"

"I don't know Ellen. I just wanted to... I wasn't thinking." Dean rubbed the back of his head and was silent.

"Dean?"

"I just... he's my brother Ellen. I'm supposed to watch out for him and right now..."

"I know it's been really hard on you Dean."

"It's been hell for Sammy though. God... I was supposed to watch out for him." Dean turned away. "Sure did a bang up job on that."

"Dean. It's not your fault." Dean didn't say anything. "Dean."

"...I-" Dean looked trying to find words. "I need a drink." He walked off towards the kitchen. Great job Dean. That's all you can say?

Dean also found Joshua with the last bottle of beer. The Winchester Luck strikes again.

"Hey." He took a drink while Dean eyed him realizing that the coffee was gone and the only soda was Diet Sprite. He took it.

"So...what happened in there?"

"Nothing."

"Dean. I'm not going to play this game."

"I said nothing happened Joshua."

"Are Sam's screams nothing?"

"Shut up or I swear..."

"What? You'll what Dean? Because as far as I can see, we're all in this together."

"Just shut up." Subtext being I will hit you into next month if you don't.

"No. Sam's hurt and I want to-" He was cut off by Dean's fist meeting his jaw.

"HE'S HURT BECAUSE YOU LEFT!" Both men were on edge. "They took Sam and kept him longer because of YOU."

"I'm sorry. I wasn't there when he disappeared. I got a lead on Ash, and I found him."

"A ton of good that did. He shot himself because of you! His blood is on YOUR hands. I should've-" Dean stopped himself from what he was about to say.

"I found him. His blood is on your hands too Dean. And should've what Dean? Splattered my brains on the barn before Ash shot himself?" Joshua and Dean were nose to nose now. "Go ahead and say it!"

"You left Sam. I know how he disappeared so don't...don't you dare go there!"

"I'm fed up with you blaming me Dean. Maybe I should leave."

"Maybe you should."

Joshua looked around for a minute. "Fine Dean." Joshua walked out of the kitchen. "I'm taking a shift with Sam before I go to see how he is."

Like you care. Dean didn't say it.

JOSHUAGOESTOTAKEASHIFT

"Jo?" Joshua knocked silently.

"Hey-wait, why's your lip bleeding?"

"Dean and I came to an... understanding." Joshua wiped some blood away.

"You mean you two got in a fight." She crossed her arms.

"Well that won't be much of a problem anymore. I'm taking a shift and then I have to take off."

"But-"

"Jo. You've been stuck in here forever. You look like you might join Sam soon. Go get some rest and relax for a while."

"You can't just leave."

"Actually, I can."

"You won't though."

"Try me. My bags are still mostly packed or already in the truck. I'm ready to go."

"We'll see about that." Jo left.

JOELLENANDBOBBYCAREANDSHARE

"He what?" Bobby was wide eyed.

"Joshua's leaving. Looks like he and Dean made that decision."

"I'll tie him up. No way that boy is just walking out."

Ellen looked over. "We can't stop him."

"We sure as hell can try."

"What do you two suggest then?"

"Bobby, you go talk some sense into Dean and I'll talk to Joshua." Ellen nodded.

"I'm supposed to sit back?" Jo looked at them.

"No. You come up with plan B. Those two's skulls are probably to thick to listen to us. At the very least it'll buy time."

"Alright then." The three of them broke off.

BOBBYVISITSDEAN

Bobby walked into the kitchen and saw Dean with the Sprite.

"So... the high and mighty Dean Winchester spending some quality time with Diet Sprite?" He tried to joke but failed.

"I'm not in the mood Bobby."

"Mind if I sit?"

"Knock yourself out."

The kitchen was quiet.

"So Dean. I here Joshua's gonna take off."

"Apparently."

"I also heard you two had a lovely conversation not long ago too."

Dean looked up at Bobby for the first time and just stared at him.

"Look... I'm not siding with him...or you Dean. But you two need to cut the crap and deal with what happened."

"I know what happened Bobby."

"Well then you should know that we need as much help as we can get."

"Bobby."

"Don't 'Bobby' me. You know I'm right."

Dean looked away and took a drink.

"Just think about Sam Dean. Joshua's not bad with first aid. And it's an extra pair of hands to help." Bobby started to get up. "Just think about that Dean. Think about Sam." Bobby left the room in silence.

Shit Bobby. You had to say it like that.

ELLENTRIESTOTALKSOMESENSEINTOJOSHUA

"Quit being selfish."

"Don't talk to me about selfish Ellen. We've got enough in that kitchen to go around."

"And you just dragged it into here of all places!" Ellen looked at Sam.

"I'm just trying-" Joshua realized he was raising his voice when he watched Sam cringe. "I'm just trying to help."

"And leaving Sam is going to help him?"

Joshua was at a loss for words.

"Look at him."

"I know Ellen. I wouldn't be here if I didn't care."

"Then stay."

Joshua thought for a moment and shook his head. "No Ellen. It doesn't help that Dean and I are fighting. I'm leaving."

"Fine. Guess there's nothing I can do... But you just watch Sam for a while and think."

I think I'm still leaving Ellen.

JOLOOKSFORPLANB

Jo looked upstairs. Yep. Bags packed. She considered going through them and throwing stuff around the room. Nah. Too childish. She went outside to see if there was anything. Or atleast to maybe find some sort of inspiration. Jo found rain. Dark. Cold. Rain. Perfect... She was already feeling like crap from staying up and felt like she was getting a cold since she got here. Why does it always have to be cold and rainy?

Jo wandered around the truck and some of the out buildings. Nothing to make Joshua stay... or at least prevent him from leaving.

She must have lost track of time outside because she heard voices and the door start to open. Perfect Jo. Now they're yelling. So what's plan B gonna be then? God. It was cold and she realized she was definitely coming down with something when she started getting dizzy and a killer head ache.

IDONTKNOWWHATWEREYELLINGABOUTLOUDNOISES

"Look Joshua-"

"No Dean. I'm leaving." Joshua pushed Dean aside.

"Now look Joshua, you can't just walk out on Sam." Ellen put a hand on his shoulder.

"I'm not."

"How so then?"

"I'll...I'll send money or something..." He walked past.

"Stop being stubborn. You atleast owe it to John to stay. He saved your ass when you were just a kid." Bobby stood by the door.

"John's dead if you haven't noticed."

Dean stood up at this. Bringing John into it was low.

"You boys used to hang out around eachother all the time when you were kids."

"Things change." Joshua didn't even look back as he went out the door.

JOTHINKINGSOHARDTHATYOUCANSMELLSOMETHINGBURNING

Jo watched Joshua walk out and hurried around back. He can't leave if he can't drive.

She tried to get under the hood but alas, no keys. Jo looked around for another idea to appear. Tires...? Nah... She heard Joshua coming closer. Ok, yeah the tires. Jo ran and started to let the air out.

Jo was working on the rear tire on the driver's side when she heard a voice.

"Jo?"

She straitened up and immediately regretted the decision standing up too quickly...

INSIDETHEHOUSE

"Great." Bobby leaned on the door frame.

Dean only sighed and turned around. "Some one go check on Sam."

Bobby looked at the clock. Almost time for Sam to get another dose. He wasn't gonna let him go through withdrawl like the last few times. "Sam needs a dose of... God knows what this is... I'll go."

"Thanks Bobby."

Bobby left the room and Ellen was left thinking about what they could've done to stop Joshua. Wait. Jo. "Where's Jo?"

"You don't know?"

"No. The last time I saw here was a few hours ago."

"I have no clue then. Try checking her room and around the house. I got some of the meds ready. Gonna drop them by Sam's room."

"Alright."

AN: I'm breaking this apart from the limp! ness and the hurt Sam. I need to get some plot out of the way. Never fear, I'm putting the limpness in the next ch. that will most likely be up VERY soon. Promise ;D

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