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Chapter 7

After grabbing his beer, he jerked open the kitchen door, and walked out slamming the door closed behind him. He stomped away, going over the Impala. – grabbing a crowbar he began beating on the car, swinging as hard he could, denting the trunk of the Impala, making his arms grow tired.

Tossing the crowbar away he hit another car, shattering the window, he then fell to his knees hitting the ground. "Son of a Bitch!"

When hearing Dean Yell, Sam bolted out the back door running to his brother's side, when reaching his brother and the impala, seeing the damaged done to the car, he takes a step back.

Knowing how pissed he must be to bang up the car he loves. "Oh shit dean, what did you do?"

"What does it look like Matlock, a new paint job?"

"look if fighting with her, makes you this pissed to total your car, then you love her, and you need to go talk her to her, like really stop being a baby about it and tell her how you really feel. It's not that hard, this isn't rocket science here."

"Look you jolly green giant, you need to back off and mind your own business, you don't know what you're talking about, now go away."

"No because both of so are damn hard headed, and don't know what's good for you until it's gone, now march you're dickhead self in there and talk to her."

Throwing his arm back and brining it forwards, he punched Sam in the face, making him stubble against the impala, busting his lip open making blood drip from his mouth, Sam glared at his brother. "What the hell dean, I'm only trying to help!"

"I don't need or want your Help Sammy, so just go the hell away and leave me be!"

When realizing his little brother wasn't giving up on this subject, he turned on his heel and walked away from him, wanting nothing more than to go up and talk things out, but he couldn't not now, how could he when she was pissed at him, and at how he acted and he and the tables were turned, he would be pissed too.

Dean walked over the back porch and knocked on the window, asking bobby to hand him another beer, twisting the cap off and tosses it on the table, he sat down on the wooden steps.- raising the bottle to his mouth he guzzled it down.

About that time Dean could hear bobby yelling. "Babydoll, stop being such a damn idjit and go talk to him, he's sitting right outside. I know you feel hurt but come on you can't let one fight get you this."

"Why should I cater to him, bobby he's the one who walked away not me, I mean why tell me you love me and then just walk away and then chase me and bring me back."

"Dean chased after you and brought you back, all because he loves you, and the thought of losing you scares the hell out him. "

"How do you know he loves me bobby, because it's not like he talks about his feelings, to anyone?"

"The man loves you Scarlett just trust you're godfather for once, he's the same way you are. Both of you are stubborn and don't like to talk about your feelings, just get the hell over it and go talk to him you damn idjit!"

"whatever bobby I 'm not going to him, if he wants me then he will come to me, I'm not going to walk out that and make myself look like a fool, because he will just walk away again and I m not getting hurt by him anymore!"

With that she walked away and stomped back up the steps, going back to the room, she was once in- slamming the door the behind and plopping down on the bed, she grabbed a pillow and began to scream into it.

Passing by his older brother sitting on the steps, he opens the kitchen door and walks in, shutting the door the behind, grabbing two beers from the frig, handing one to bobby and one to himself, he glares to bobby. "Downstairs now we need to talk."

Going to the basement Sam opens the door and hits the light switch, when reaching the bottom of the steps he puts his back to the wall, and leans up against it. "We need to do something bobby, we can't let them go out like this."

"And what do suppose we do smarty, lock them both in a room, and tell them they can't come out until they talk things over, yeah because that will go over real swell."

A light bulb went off in Sam's head throwing his one hand in the air, a smirk curves his lips.

"that's it bobby, you have a panic room, we could lure them in there and once we got them both we shut and lock the door, and tell them they can't come out until they have things worked out. I mean they love each –other so one of them will break down and start talking."

"I don't think that's a good idea; with them both being as pissed off as they are. A cat fight might break out, and they try to kill each-other, I just really don't know Sam."

"Bobby it's worth a shot, all we can do is try if we want them to be happy, don't you think?"

"I guess you damn idjit's are goanna give me a heart attack."

"You take Dean and I'll take Scarlett."

"Balls, why do I get your maniac brother?"

"Because Dean will listen to you, and besides he's already punched me in the face

With Bobby and Sam having a plan on making the couple talk and work things out, they make their way back upstairs, splitting up and going in different directions, putting their plan into motion.

Sam walked up the steps making his way to the bedroom Scarlett has herself locked in, knocking on the door before even getting a word out, he heard Scarlett yell. "Go away."

"Scarlett its Sam I just wanna talk."

"Does this have anything to do with your asshole brother?"

"Well maybe little."

"Then go away, I don't want anything to do with him, and that including talking about him."

"Okay fine you don't have to say anything, just listen. "

All the sudden the door was yanked open allowing Sam to enter, closing the door behind him with his foot, leaded against the door. "Okay look I know you are very much pissed, at Dean, so I'm goanna make this quick and run.- so here's the deal, dean loves you he really dose, but don't let his asshole ways, pull you away from him. When you were taken he did nothing but look for and would stop, he told me he would find you, even if it was the last thing he did on this earth, and for dean that's telling someone how he feels. All I'm saying is just talk to him beat some senses into him; show him you're worth him talking about his feelings. Just try don't give up so easy"

"how Sam how can I make him talk to me, I don't even know where to begin to start a conversation with him, Sam I don't want to get hurt, I don't want him to be hurt. "

"Scar just try, look bobby and I have come up with a way, to where he can't just up and leave, or try to walk away this time. Just try please for."

"okay fine I'll talk to him; but he even tries to walk away from me then I'm done I will leave and go home, because having to face him right now is hard and I don't want thing to be wired. "

While Sam was able to succeed with Scarlett, bobby was struggling with dean, in the mean time Sam got everything set up in the panic room, putting a couple beers and a bottle of whiskey in the room he closed the door leaving Scarlett alone.

Going back upstairs Sam made his way to the kitchen, he can hear bobby fighting with dean about coming back inside, and he walks over to the door and nudges the older male. "Give us a minute please."

Bobby shook his head and walked away, allowing Sam to get close to his big brother, strolling over to him Sam land a hand on his brothers' shoulder and sat down. –patting him on the back he begins. "Dean." Only being able to get his name, out of his mouth, before getting cut off.

"Not now Sammy"

"Would you just shut up and listen to me, for once in your life, shut your mouth and listen."

"about what Sam, Scarlett my love life; what do you think you can tell me, that I don't already know, really come on now I know I fucked up okay, just leave it alone, she don't want anything to do with me right now, and you know what I don't blame her. "

"dean she's inside right now waiting for you, she wants to talk to you just go In there and try and to work thing out with her, explain to her why you walked away. "

"For what Sammy."

"To save whatever it is that you have with her Dean."

Finally being to convince his brother to go inside helped him get to his feet, walking him to the panic room, he followed in behind Dean. Closing the door behind them he laid down the rules.

"Okay so here's how this works, the both of you will be locked in this room and will not be allowed, to come out until things are resolved, there's beer and whiskey in here, try not to kill each other and remember the door will be locked. So don't try to leave."

Sam then quickly exited the room, shutting and locking the door to the panic room he and bobby sat and listens while to tried to work things out.

Leaning up against the wall, dean folded his arms into this chest, eyeing Scarlett up and down not making a sound, he just watched as she played with her hair, curling it around in her fingers and looking to the floor. Finally finding the word to speak and getting over his fear.

"Dollface, look I didn't mean to upset you today, I can explain, if you will let me"

"Please do go on."

"Okay look, there are some things I just have a hard time talking about, and my feelings are one of those things, but I'm willing to open up and talk if it means not losing you. "

Pushing himself off the wall he strolled, over to where Scarlett sat on the bed, kneeling down in front of her, he took her hands in his.

"I fucked up today, and I know that now, I guess that's what I'm best at, screwing everything up and making a mess out of everything, and hurting the people I love. I may not always think things through, but when I do it's like nothing can stop me. So no more holding back from now on, I have a confession to make; when you were taken, the only thing I could think about was you, and I just kept thinking I was goanna lose you; and that scared the hell out of me, so the answer to your question today, yes I meant what I said, I love you."

Now looking him in the eyes she could see everything he just said was real and coming from his heart, pulling her hands out of his, she pulled him in hug and just held him tight.

"I love you too, but I can't keep doing this, I allowed myself to get close you and then you hurt me, Dean. I want this I want us, but I need you to show me prove to me that you want this, I mean really show me fight for me, do whatever it is you feel you have to do, to win me back."

"Scarlett please don't do this; I love you and want you so much it hurts, and words can't even begin to explain it, words don't even cut it. Just give me a chance, let me show you how I feel."

Not saying another word she gets up and walks away with tears in her eyes, walks over to the door, and begins to bang, in other words telling Sam and Bobby to let her out, after a few minutes the door opens, she looks over her shoulder and whispers. "Goodbye love."

With that she shoved the younger Winchester out of her way, and bolted up the stairs, running to the bedroom, shutting and locking the door behind to her, to keep everyone out and way from her.- walking over to the closet and grabbing a bag and some of her clothes, she had left at there from times before, when she would come and spend the night, tossing them into the bag, and zipping it up, she strolled back over to the door, and made a beeline for the front door.