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Chapter 4
The next afternoon Sam and Dean sat in the bedroom pouring over Sam's laptop trying to decide what state they wanted to move to.
"Y'know Nebraska seems nice," Sam said sipping his apple juice.
Dean shook his head, "Too expensive. What about Iowa?"
Sam shook his head, "Too cold."
Dean leaned back against the headboard and sighed, "This is hopeless."
Sam curled up next to his big brother as he finished off his juice, "I think Nebraska might be out best bet. I mean it's really pretty in the fall and spring."
Dean chuckled, "You are such a girl, Sammy."
Sam chuckled, "Bite me."
"C'mon Sammy, you know the deal, ask nicely," Dean smirked bending down and nipped at Sam's neck.
Sam moaned, "You're such a jerk."
Dean laughed, "You love me."
"I wonder why," Sam replied trading his cup for the book on pregnancy he's been reading.
Dean chuckled softly at his brother calling him a nerd. Sam chose to ignore him. He read between the 16th and 22nd week is when he should start feeling the baby kick. He smiled when he read that the baby would most likely be able to hear sometime around the 20th week. Sam put the book down as he climbed out of the bed and ran down the hall to the bathroom. Once he returned to the bedroom he looked at his brother sleeping and smiled. Dean always looked so peaceful when he slept.
As Sam let his gaze rove his brother's body, he felt that familiar heat in his belly, the feeling of arousal. He walked over to Dean and straddled him. Grinning he placed a kiss on Dean's nose. He laughed when Dean moaned and wrinkled his nose.
"Dean."
"Hm?" Dean moaned not fully waking.
Sam groaned and rocked his hips against Dean's. Dean groaned.
"Sammy, m'tryin to sleep."
"But Dean, m'fuckin horny," Sam whined rocking his hips again.
"Baby m'serious. Didn't you get enough this morning?"
"Wantchu so bad, Dean." Sam murmured as he leant down to kiss his brother.
Dean groaned before kissing his brother back. Sam lifted Dean's shirt off before focusing on his jeans. Dean chuckled.
"You're not playing."
Sam pulled Dean's jeans and boxers off dropping them on the floor. He leant back and started to strip himself.
"Lube?" Dean asked.
Sam stepped out of his pants and crawled on the bed reaching under his pillow producing the lube. Dean chuckled softly. Sam straddled Dean's legs before lubing his fingers and proceeded to stretch himself. He was still open from that morning so he wasted no time in sticking two fingers inside.
"Shit, Sammy," Dean breathed.
Sam smirked at his brother's lust blown gaze as he added another finger. He knew that Dean loved to watch him stretch himself, he just didn't realize how much. After a few minutes he removed his fingers. He poured more lube in his palm as he slicked Dean up before easing down on his cock.
"Shit little brother," Dean groaned.
"So good Dean," Sam moaned.
Sam used Dean's chest fore leverage as he rode his brother hard.
"Fuck big brother gonna come."
"Yeah? Gonna come all over me?"
Sam nodded fervently as Dean started to match his rhythm.
"Do it Sammy," Dean husked grabbing his brother's cock stroking it in time with his thrusts.
Sam tensed and let out a shout as he came. Seeing the way his brother fell apart triggered Dean's own release and he came with a shout.
~SPN~
While Sam slept Dean made a phone call to meet with a realtor in Nebraska. The only time she had available was tomorrow at 2:30. After Dean saw it would take them only 3 hours to get there he agreed.
"Dean?"
Dean looked up, "Yeah Bobby?"
"You busy?"
Dean shook his head, "Not really. Whaddya need?"
"You mind heading into town and meeting with a hunter to give him this file?"
Dean shook his head, "Nah. I don't mind."
Bobby nodded, "Good. He'll meet you at Pete's Diner."
Dean nodded standing and taking the file from Bobby. He grabbed his keys and headed out. It didn't take him too long to find Pete's once he entered the town. Dean parked his car, grabbed the folder and headed inside. Dean scanned the diner and spotted the hunter sitting in the back. If Dean didn't know better he would've thought that he looked like his dad. He slid across from the hunter.
"Bobby told me to give you this," he said sliding over the folder.
The hunter took the folder before looking up," It's good to see you Dean."
Dean frowned unsure of how this hunter knew his name but figured he must have been a friend of his dad's. He nodded as he stood.
"How's Sammy?"
"Okay, cut the crap. Who are you?" Dean asked sliding back into his seat.
"Dean, it's me."
Dean's eyes went wide, "Dad?"
He nodded and Dean jumped out of his seat, "No! No fucking way! Christo."
"I'm not a demon, Dean."
Dean glared. John sighed and did every test in the book to prove he was real.
"We burned your body!" Dean yelled.
"Dean, let me explain."
Dean shook his head, "All this time you were alive? You know what? Fuck this," he said taking off.
"Dean, wait!" John yelled.
Dean ignored him and got into the car and drove off. He was beyond pissed. He got back to Bobby's surprising safely. He cut the engine and ran into the house.
"Bobby!"
Dean found Bobby in the kitchen.
"What's the big idea?" he asked roughly grabbing Bobby.
"What are you talking about?" Bobby asked trying to get out of Dean's grip.
"Dad's alive? You mean all this time, you…lied to us?"
"Dean? What's going on? Why are you holding Bobby like that?" Sam asked coming into the kitchen.
"Dean, let me explain," Bobby pleaded.
Dean shook his head, "You lied to us, Bobby. About our own father."
"Dean, what are you talking about?" Sam asked confused.
Just then there was a knock on the door. Dan shook his head as he went to answer it. He opened the door and all he could so was stare.
"Hey Sammy," John smiled.
"Dad?"
TBC...
Is this really John or something else that looks like John? What do you think? Do you want it to be John?
LUVNTHIS: That would be funny if Simone and Bobby got together but not a bad idea. Yeah they are planning to do some hunting but not a whole lot of it. Although they may just finally quit altogether. Haven't officially decided yet.