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This chapter will be based on the arrival of John and revealing the person behind the gun. I hope you enjoy!
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John pulled up beside the impala and grabs a gun before exiting the truck. He looks into the windows of the impala and is relieved to see it was clean and no struggle evident.
He reaches the cabin and looks around. He sees the broken window and the blood on the floor.
He prays Dean is okay and continues down a path where fresh footprints lay.
When he is close enough to hear voices, he slows his pace and all defenses go up. He rounds the trees and sees Dean holding..
Wait... It can't be.. Sammy was bleeding in his brothers arms and John saw red when he saw the man he trusted standing over them with a gun.
John sees the man move to raise his weapon and John acts quicker shooting him in the back of the head.
"No one messes with my boys.." He walks out from his hiding spot and Dean almost cries in relief.
"Dad. Dad, Sammy isn't doing so hot.. We need to get him to Bobby's."
Hearing the desperation in his sons voice shakes John to his core and he kneels beside them. He studies his youngest and winces at the wound in his side.
"Is the bullet still in there?" Seeing a nod from his son he continues, "We gotta get it out before moving him anymore. Hold him still."
John pulls out his dagger and a lighter. He uses the flames to steralize the blade before moving closer.
He tries to work fast, tries to ignore the whimpering and cries of his baby, tries to ignore the tears on his oldest sons face.
"Done." He throws the bullet aside and uses his over shirt to staunch and cover the wound.
"Lets get him to the car. We can do more for him there."
With that they carefully carry Sam back to the safety of the car.
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Sam was floating in sweet oblivious. He can hear voices. His dad and brothers voice but thats impossible right? They couldn't be here.
He feels white hot pain dig into his side and he wants to scream but it comes out pitiful whimpers.
He wanted to tell the intruding hands to stop and leave him be. He had tried so hard to keep himself as human as possible.
Sam lets himself sink back into the dark and hoped his father and brother were far from him and alive as they could be.
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Dean slides into the back of the impala with his brother as his dad gets all the medical surprise they have.
He pets Sams hair absent mindedly and vows to help his brother keep his secret. His father was too unpredictable.
When his dad comes back they tear Sams shirt off and begins properly cleaning and suturing the wound. Dean again getting the job of holding his brother down.
There were so many questions he had for Sam. So many Why's bouncing around in his mind. They would have to wait. Sam always came first.
John drove off in his truck as Dean followed with the impala. One eye on the road and the other on his brother.
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Hip Hip Hooray! Sammy is okay! (For now.) Dean knows the truth but he trusts his brother. Will they succeed in keeping it from John? Updates to come. Peace and Chicken Grease.
