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Living Day to Day

Chapter six

After about ten minutes Dean could feel Sam relax in his arms and knew that the pain had finally passed. He released his brother and Sam once more leaned back against the wall. Dean knew he shouldn't be embarrassed by his show of emotion but he was. Like most brothers they both tried to hide their feelings from each other.

"Feeling better?" Dean asked as he took a wet washrag and wiped the blood off of Sam's face.

"Yeah…thanks." Sam looked over at Dean and gave a small smile. "Guess I better let you finish your shower huh?"

"Yeah." Dean returned Sam's smile as he stood up then reached down and helped Sam up. "And next time knock." He said as Sam walked out of the room.

Later that night

Sam waited till his brother fell asleep then slipped a note under Dean's cell phone that was lying on a table between the beds. He knew Dean would be pissed but he had to leave, he had to try to help the family that had the dragon necklace. If he wouldn't be around to save his brother, then at least he might be able to help someone else before he died. He picked up his bag that he had packed while Dean was showering and quietly snuck out of the motel room. He patted Dean's car on the fender as he walked by.

"You take good care of my brother." He told it as he blinked back tears.

He then headed out to the highway and stuck out his thumb. It was about thirty miles to the town where the family lived and Sam figured when he got there he'd hold up somewhere till evening, then break into the house while they were sleeping and get the necklace. It would be dangerous but he knew he had to try. He would first find the local cemetery and dig a small hole, and then all he had to do was sprinkle the necklace with Holy Water and bury it. He knew it had to be done quickly. If he had the necklace on him for more then an hour he would be in danger of the necklace's curse being transferred to him. He was lucky, only three cars passed him before one stopped. He opened the door and leaned in.

"You heading toward Morristown?" He asked the driver.

"Right through the center of it." The driver said smiling. "I could use the company. I was starting to drift off and I need someone to talk to to keep me awake. Hop in."

Sam threw his bag in the back seat and climbed in the passenger's seat.

Early the next morning

Dean yawned as he sat up in bed and stretched. For a few brief hours he had forgotten about his brother's illness while he slept but now it all came rushing back to him. He looked over at Sam's unmade bed. When he saw he wasn't there he got out of bed and checked the bathroom….it was empty. He then opened the front door.

"Sam…." He called out as he looked up and down the porch. "Sam you out here?"

When his brother didn't answer he went back into his room, it was then he saw the note.

Dean,

I needed some time to myself. Don't worry I'll be fine …I have my pills. Just stay here and take it easy for a few days till I come back. Please don't try to find me. I just need a little time alone.

Sam

"Damn it Sammy." Dean wrinkled the note up and tossed it into the trash can. He immediately picked up his cell phone and punched in Sam's number. He waited till the voice mail came on. "Damn it Sam where are you? What the hell do you think you're doing? You're sick …you don't need to be taking off somewhere. Call me as soon as you get this." Dean grabbed his car keys and headed out to the car. He jumped in then sat there wondering which direction he should head in. He slammed his hand down on the steering wheel in frustration. Where the hell did you go Sammy? Finally he pulled out onto the highway and decided all he could do was drive up and down the highway in hopes that he'd spot his brother. He knew it wasn't likely but it was all he could think of to do. If he sat around waiting till he heard from him he'd go insane.

"Damn it Sam I am so going to kick your butt when I find you." He mumbled to himself as he sped down the highway.

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