A/N: Hey folks! Hope you all had nice holidays! ^^
Well, it took me some time but finally here it is – a continuation. :) Like I said before, even if it takes ages, I will update. (I'm also working on an update of 'A Storm Is Going To Come'. So stay tuned. ;))
Thank you to all of you who have read, favorited, reviewed, and/or put this story on alert. It means the world to me!!
These three chaps are dedicated to Newspaper Taxis who is a total sweetheart! Hope you like them hon! :P
A/N: My hugest thanks (as always) to Enkidu07! Honey, you rock! *hug*
Have fun reading! ;)
Daylight was slowly giving in to darkness.
Sam rubbed a hand over his burning eyes. He had been on the road for hours and Greenville was still a two hour drive away.
He had a weird feeling in the pit of his stomach. Dread. After their last conversation Dean hadn't answered his phone at all.
The sudden ring of his cell startled him.
"Dean?!" Breathless and anxious.
"No kid, it's me. "
Sam's shoulders sagged. "Hey Bobby. Please tell me you found someone."
"Sorry, Sam. Caleb's no longer around there. I tried some others but nothing so far."
"Fuck. Bobby, I think Dean was poisoned."
TBC…..