Living Day to Day
Chapter four
Later back at the motel
Sam sat on a chair his laptop open on a table in front of him.
"Hey." He gave Dean a smile when he walked in, glad to see him back. He knew something was bothering his brother and was afraid it was something he had done.
"Hey." Dean tossed his jacket on a chair then walked over and looked down at the computer screen. "I thought I told you to get some rest….What are you doing?"
"Looking for another job."
"Sam we don't have to always be hunting something. Why don't we take some time off…enjoy ourselves for awhile."
"Maybe we don't, but I found something interesting."
"What?"
"Remember that necklace Dad found in New Mexico?"
"The one that had that dragon on it?"
"Yeah."
"What about it?"
Sam nodded toward the computer screen. On the screen was a picture of the Elkin's family who sat in their living room, three of the members holding pictures of deceased family members in front of them. The woman at the center of the picture had a necklace on with a dragon shaped pendant.
"Read the story." Sam tilted the screen so Dean could get a better look at it.
Dean read the short article then looked at Sam.
"Three members of the family died in fires, fires that no one can explain." Dean glanced at Sam.
"They're saying it could be a rare case of human combustion."
"Just like what happened in New Mexico."
"Yep…The only way it's going to end is if we get that necklace and bury it in a cemetery…..I say we pack up and head on out there." Sam started to stand up but Dean put his hand on his shoulder and gently pushed him back down.
"Whoa Sam slow down a little….We just got back from a hunt and you're not feeling well. I say we take a little time off for ourselves for once."
"Dean people could die…people we might be able to save."
"Well then let them." Dean turned away.
"You don't mean that." Sam looked up at Dean; he couldn't believe his brother didn't care if the people lived or died.
"Sam I'm tired, you're tired…"
"Dean…"
"I'm not going to argue with you about it. We're not going….end of story." Dean walked into the bathroom and turned on the shower.
"What the hell's gotten into you?" Sam said as he walked over and stood at the bathroom door. "You keep telling me you want to get out there and kill as many evil things as you can before…. well you know before…."
"Before I die…you can say it Sam."
"You're not going to die Dean…I'm getting you out of this deal."
Dean kept his face turned from his brother as his eyes filled up with tears. Maybe he didn't want to get out of the deal…Maybe now that Sam was going to die he didn't want to live. Dean pulled the door shut cutting off the conversation.
"I told you Sam we're not going….that's the end of it." He said to the closed door.
Sam shook his head and walked away. What the hell was wrong with Dean? He was the first one to jump at a chance to go on a hunt. It would do him good; get his mind off of his deal. His brother was changing right before his eyes…. and it was all because of him, because of the damn deal.
"You know Dean you shouldn't have interfered….you shouldn't have made that deal. I should be dead….and you should be living your life without this fucking deal hanging over your head."
"I did what I had to do Sam….and I'd do it again, so just shut up…"
Sam's eyes filled with tears at the thought of losing his brother. How could he live without his big brother beside him? Time was slowly running out for Dean and he wasn't any closer to finding a way out of the deal then he was months ago. He started walking back toward the door when he saw a paper on the floor which had fallen out of Dean's jacket. He picked it up and looked at it. It was his prescription with a note from the doctor attached to it. At the bottom of the paper was the word terminal.
TBC