Bobby Singer had dealt with a lot of pain in his life, but this topped the fucking charts. He was pulling up with his rusted out truck, trying so hard to get a hold of Sam and Dean as he found out that the blonde haired demon, Ruby, that bitch, wanted to kill them. He saw the Impala shining in the moonlight and next to it… Sam and Dean lying on the gravel crossroads.
"No, God damn it no!"
He slammed on the brakes, everything slowed as he yanked the door open, it screeched under the pressure. The scent of blood hit him along with the damp air and spring greens. His throat tightened as he saw Sam Winchesters dead eyes gazing blankly up at him, and his brother Dean Winchester.
He broke down, pain wrecked his body as he fell beside the two boys. His knees hit the gravel hard, mud and water splashing his jeans. He laid his hands on Sams shoulders, the cold shocking him as he examined his throat that had a large gash, the blood still fresh.
"No, no, no…"
Tears stung Bobbys eyes, they rolled down his cheeks and made his beard damp with his pain. He turned slowly to Dean, raising a hand to his head as he sobbed at the sight.
They were his boys too. He was their Uncle Bobby. And not they were gone, dead, the last of the Winchester legacy was no more.
Bobby sat as the sun rose, sobbing next to the two boys he loved dearly that had been savagely ripped away from him.
Time passed, Bobbys thoughts scattered and lost.
"Why? God, why'd you take these two away? They were your only hope, your only chance for saving this world, and now…now we've got nobody…"
Bobby stood slowly, his bones creaking and his muscles stiff and cold. He had to put the two Winchesters to rest, call up the other hunters to let them know that two more good hunters had been taken…
Sam stared in disbelief at the beautiful woman before him, her hair in long blonde curls, her eyes shining blue behind her wonderful smile.
"Mom…" Sam whispered.
"Sammy, my little Sammy its been to long…" She wrapped her arms around him in a loving hug, he returned it as he felt tears come to his eyes.
This woman who he had never known now seemed so familiar, she was the positive presence in his life that always came around when he needed it most.
"You, you never stopped looking over us…You" He whispered, the tears streaming down his cheeks, the ocean breeze cooling the trail they left on his smooth skin.
"Shh Sam, yes I never stopped watching over you and you brother…" Her voice was so calming, like a voice of an angel…
He slowly pulled away and looked at his mother with teary eyes.
"So much has happened since you've been gone, Dad…" Sam paused, where was his father?
"Sammy, I know everything that has happened, like I said I never stopped watching my boys. I did all I could to help, but in the world you were living in it was hard. I even tried saving your father from hell…" She paused, tears glistening in her eyes.
"You tried to save Dad from Hell? How?" Sam asked in a panicky voice, if she could try and save their father, then maybe he could try and save Dean.
She closed her eyes as a small tear ran down her cheek.
"Here we have a chance to rescue those from Hell who shouldn't be there, like you father and Dean. You see, the fact that they were willing to sacrifice their own souls gives them a second chance at being able to come to their true home. However, they need someone to go down and try, I was to late for your father…"
Sam swallowed hard, he didn't care what it took, he was going to save his brother if it meant spending an eternity in hell himself.
"How do we save Dean?"
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I know, short section but I promise much longer ones to come! Hope your enjoying the story so far, the reviewers are greatly appreciated!
