Hello all!

Sorry it has been a bit since my last chapter. I have been busy with college and work, but now I have the evening free so that I am able to update you all on the status of our dearly beloved characters!

***Diclaimer-the only character I own is Amy, although I would love to own the rest!***

Tethered Love

Chapter Four

In the bunker three days later...

Sam walked quickly over to Dean's room. A case. He had found one, about time to. He was going insane with Amy and Dean, being the awkward third wheel. Maybe he could finally peel his brother away for some quality time. He paused, Then again, I might not want to listen to Dean complain about... he stopped himself. It wasn't worth putting dirty pictures in his mind.

He continued walked down the lit halls, paper in hand.

Dean's room.

Sam held up his fist to knock before entering, when he head them.

"Dean!" Amy giggled.

"Oh come on," Sam heard Dean reply, "You know you like it."

Sam shook his head and quickly walked away. Pulling out his phone, he texted Dean, Hurry it up, we gotta talk.

There was no reply.

The kitchen, thankfully, held a case of chilled beer in the fridge. Sam grabbed one and popped the lid off before entering the main room where his beloved lap top waited for him. Research always helped to calm his mind, and he was going to need to start doing a lot of it seeing how Dean was distracted momentarily.

"Sammy!" Dean walked into the room in his gray robe and slippers an hour later, "What is it?"

Sam looked up from the piles of books littering the table, "Oh nothing besides hunter work. You know, the kind we are supposed to beb doing." He growled turning his attention back to the letters after taking a swig of beer.

Dean stopped in his tracks with a smirk on his face, "Awe! Is my little Sammy jealous?"

"Jealous?" Sam looked offened, "Of what? Of you getting banged every night?"

"Well, that too," he laughed sitting down across from Sam with a grin slapped on his face, "You are jealous of Amy."

"Why on EARTH would I be jealous of HER?"

Dean said nothing. He knew exactly why. He had been spending a lot of quality time with Amy recently. It was time that he spent some with his brother, "You have a case there for us to go on?"

Sam peered up, and threw the paper at him, "Yeah, if you're not busy anyhow."

Reaching over for the beer next to him, he chuckled, and read through the article, "So we have a case of three victims being taken in the last month. All of the victims had their livers ripped out..." Dean shivered and set down his beer, "So what do we got? Demon? Freaky god? Lord knows how many of those mother fuckers we have had to deal with."

Sam scratched his head, "To be honest... I'm not sure. I think we could find out more if we got there. The article doesn't say to much about where they were found."

"Alright," Dean stood up and stretched his arms, "Wanna take off tomorrow?"

"Actually I was hoping we could leave now?"

"Now?"

"Yeah," Sam pulled up some information on his computer and turned the laptop so that Dean could see, "If we left now, we would be able to get there tomorrow evening, the next day lines up with the cycle for when the victims were taken."

Dean stuck out his bottom lip, "Okay Sammy. Your call."

Sam grinned and shut the lap top a little too quickly. He stood up, "Be ready in an hour-and no later Dean!"

Chugging the last of his beer, he wiped away the residue off of his jaw and began walking back to his room to finish up some buisness...and then he would pack. It wouldn't take that long to finish a distraction? Would it?

Sam grumbled outside of Baby while Dean was busy pecking Amy on the cheek. He shut her door in the back seat before looking up at Sam, "Dude? What's up?"

"Why are you bringing HER along?"

Dean glanced down at Amy before answering. He leaned on top on the car with one arm, "Sam we talked about this"-

"Yeah I know..."

"I promise, it'll just be us on the case. I just don't want Amy left alone. I already talked to her. She's going to stay in the hotel and do research for us while we get this thing sorted out. It'll be good to have some new eyes on the material. Sound good?"

Sam wasn't satisfied, but it would work, "Fine."

"Bitch." Dean smirked.

Sam couldn't help but laugh a little, "Jerk."

DUUUUN DUUUUN DUUUN! What is the monster they are hunting? Will Sam ever warm up to Amy?

Hope you liked a little Sam POV.

Don't worry Hurt!Dean is on the way! What good fanfiction doesn't have some needed Dean whumpage?

If you have any ideas let me know!

And don't forget to reveiw! Thanks guys!

~Dean'sGirl555