Ok guys im back, just liked I promised, I hope you like this chapter.
CHANGES
Sam walked into the motel room, to find both his father and brother sat around the kitchen table, their eyes, anxiously flicking from the bed to each other. Sam glanced nervously to the bed to see that CJ was still out cold; her chest that was gently moving up and down was the only sign that she was alive, her face was pale, and drawn, and Sam instantly felt sick.
"We should have taken her to the hospital."
John faced his youngest son, and felt anger rise in the pit of his stomach, John never understood why Sam had to always question him, he thought they had got passed that, and that they were finally seeing eye to eye on things, but obviously not, because here they were again, Sam questioning and John angry.
"Like I said Sam, if she woke up in a hospital she would have freaked"
Dean caused she the way his fathers shoulders were stood straighter, the way that Sam's vein in the side of his neck was throbbing, all sure signs that his father and brother were going to get in to it, and as usual he would be the one in the middle, the one that tried to calm them down before things were done or said that they would regret.
But not this time, Dean agreed with his brother, CJ had lost a lot of blood, and she still hadn't woken up, even though it had been nearly six hours since she had collapsed into his arms.
"I think Sammy's right on this one dad, she hasn't woke up yet, and she's lost a lot of blood"
John sighed and turned to face his eldest son, and then back over to CJ, John knew that both of his sons were right, he should have taken her to the hospital, even though she would have freaked when she woke up, he just hoped that she would wake up soon, so je could stop worrying about what he should have done.
"She's gonna be fine boys" But both Sam and Dean caught the underline of worry in their dads voice, and both knew that he was trying to convince himself more then he was trying to convince them.
The shrill of a phone could be heard and John removed himself from his seat and walked over to his phone, and exited through to the bathroom.
Dean could see the worry in his baby brother's eyes, and as he looked closer, he saw something else, something he hadn't see in his brother's eyes since Jess died. Guilt.
"Sam it wasn't your fault"
Sam turned to face his brother, and then back over to CJ, Sam knew it wasn't his fault, but he couldn't help think if only he had shouted louder or sooner, CJ wouldn't be in this position, or if he had taken the shot, instead of lowering his gun.
"Sam" Dean didn't get to finish his sentence as the door to the bathroom opened and John walked back out, and he seemed more happy then he had been when he walked into the bathroom.
"That was Bobby, I need to go to the library to see if he was right, Sam your coming with me" Dean shot Sam a look that clearly said please don't argue with him.
"What about CJ" Dean sighed and ran his hand over his face, sometimes Sam really annoyed him.
"Dean will watch her" Sam shot CJ one last look before nodding his head, and left, his father close by.
Dean sighed in relief, yea he loved his brother and father, but they grated on his last nerves, Dean was just glad that they hadn't started an argument like they normally did.
His father and brother had been gone nearly an hour when CJ started to toss, and turn in the bed, Dean rushed from his place at the table, and came to a stop at the side of the bed, taking her hand into his he placed the other hand over her head, in attempt to calm her down.
CJ's eyes snapped open and she frantically searched the room, trying to place were she was, before her eyes landed on a very concerned Dean.
"Where's John?" Dean stared at her with concern, but nodded his head, before answering her.
"Library" CJ let out a string of curses, which had Dean smiling
"Tell him to meet us at Bobby's"
Dean just looked at her waiting for her to explain what had just happened, and when she didn't he sighed, and went over to his phone, and dialed his father, even if his was in the library, he would answer.
Dean placed his phone in to his pocket and turned to see that CJ had left the bed, and was over by her weapons, and was busy loading her gun, when she had finished she fished out another one, and handed it to Dean.
"How quick can you get me there?" Dean quickly calculated in his head, the distance from where they were to Bobby's.
"Half an hour" CJ nodded her head, and went to grab the weapons bag, but Dean got to it, first and lifted it onto his shoulder. CJ smiled thankfully at him, and headed for the door.
LIBRAY
John placed his phone back into his pocket and headed back over to Sam, who was busy looking threw obituaries.
"We've got to move Sammy" Sam scowled at the sound of his dreaded nickname, and looked up, confusion and worry evident in his eyes.
"What's wrong is CJ ok?"
"CJ's fine, Dean told us to meet him at Bobby's" Sam was still confused, and it was clear so was John, but he nodded and they both headed outside, to John's truck.
BOBBY'S
John's truck pulled into Bobby's drive way seconds after the Impala, and John and Sam quickly joined Dean and CJ, at the side of the Impala.
"Something's wrong"
Sam caught CJs eye, and watched as she nodded slightly, he took the offered gun from his father, never breaking eye contact with CJ.
"CJ you up this" CJ turned to face John and nodded, before moving of in the direction of Bobby's front door, her gun drawn and raised out in front of her.
Sam followed close behind CJ, Dean and John, flanking his side, and the further they moved into the house, the worse the feeling got, something bad had happened, and they were moving closer to it.
Sam felt himself collide with CJ, and he raised his hand placing it onto he small of her back to steady not only himself but her.
"No" the second that CJ ran forward, Sam got a close look at the source that made her cry out, and he lowered his gun, his hand going to his mouth, and he turned his eyes away, he could feel the tears prickle in the corner of his eyes, and he willed himself to look forward.
John and Dean moved forward, wondering why, Sam had stopped, and the second that John saw Bobby's body lying in the middle of the room, his neck clearly broke, he dropped his gun, and punched the nearest wall, his fist cracking the wall.
Dean watched as his fathers fist connected with the wall, and he could feel the pain, and anger radiating from both him and Sam. His eyes wondered up, past Bobby's cold lifeless form, to the shaking women, who had his head cradled in her lap, her head bent low, and Dean could faintly hear the soft whimpers coming from her, as she wept.
He clenched his fists at his sides, in hope that the tears that he felt welling up in his eyes wouldn't fall, right now he needed to be strong, he needed to be strong for his family, he was the one who held them together, and now they needed him, he could mourn latter. But it wasn't just him family that he felt the need to hold tighter, but the women, who at the moment seemed so weak, and fragile, and he couldn't help the twinge in his heart when he looked at her.
Sam felt a tear escape his eye, and he brushed it away harshly, he took in a deep breath, trying to control his emotions, before he moved forward, until he was stood behind CJ, he dropt to his knees, and placed his hand onto her shoulder softly.
"Its going to be ok, come on CJ" CJ lifted her head, and turned so that she could see Sam, she shook her head, as more tears escaped her eyes.
Sam brought his hand up to brush away one of the tears that escaped her eye, and his hand rested on the bottom of her chin, cradling it in his hand.
CJ lowered Bobby's head back to the ground and moved her body so she was facing Sam, she saw him smile, and she let herself fall into his embrace she felt his arms go around her body, and she fisted her hands in to his chest, as the tears flowed down her cheeks.
Sam tightened his grip around the women, and stroked his hand through her hair, his other hand rubbing small circles into the bottom of her back.
"It's going to be ok" He soothed into her ear.
Dean looked on as his baby brother comforted CJ, the women that he was quickly losing his heart to, he was about to move forward and soothe her himself when Sam had decide to move forward, so he had hung back, and allowed Sam to comfort her.
In any normal circumstances Dean would have been jealous, upset that his baby brother was doing what he so desperately wanted to do. But Dean knew, that Sam nedded to do this, not just to comfort CJ, and mourn the death of Bobby, but so he could truly mourn the death of Jess.
Dean just hoped that after tonight, no more of their friends were going to die, that sometime soon the demon was going to die, and all four of them could move in with their lives, but more then anything he wished his baby brother could have the life that he so longed for, and that he could finally have a girl for more then one night.
Well there you go folks, please don't kill me for killing of Bobby, but I felt that it needed to be done, in order for CJ, Dean and Sam to grow together , and to establish the relationships between the three. I hope that you all liked this chapter, it was one of the hardest ive had to write for this story.
Until next time
