An: hello everyone. I have been aiming to reply to everyone, I'd just like to thank you all for your support. And sorry NC, this is going to take a different direction, but I hope that you will stick with me anyway cause I think that it will be worth it in the end.

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Chapter 7 Search For You

"Sammy how close are you?" John asked as soon as he heard his youngest pick up on the other end.

"About three hours, why?" Sam asked curiously.

"That's good...I just have to make a pit stop! We should get there about the same time. Listen, Sam...there's something important that we all need to talk about!" John said as a lump already began to form in his throat.

"Yeah, I sort of figured there was something up!" Sam answered as a lump also grew in his throat, at the words he could only guess his father was going to have to say to him, as he said goodbye and hung the phone up.

Sam knows something is going on, but I don't think he thinks that it's his brother that we need to talk about. John informed his friend as they pulled up to Barryman's Inn, and parked in front of room 15.

That's when John realized that the Impala was still where Dean had parked it before the accident. John managed to put those thoughts away to deal with later, as he walked up and knocked on the door of room 15 twice without an answer. At that point he decided that it was time to pick the lock and pray that there wasn't a chain lock, so that he could leave the room without busting the door down. For once the Winchester luck wasn't all bad, because there was a chain lock but for some reason Dean had not latched it.

"Dean...Dean wake up, son?" John ordered with his voice verging on a plea.

"Dad? I'm sorry... I thought that I was doing the right thing." Dean said as he grabbed his father and hugged him in a way that he hadn't since he was a child.

"It's okay, son! I'm glad you told us where you were." John said as he returned his panting son's hug.

"I w-wasn't going to, g-got distracted a-and answered without th-thinking!" Dean told his father, laying his head back down on the pillow.

"Son, why did you go and check yourself out of the hospital, without telling anyone where you were going?" John asked sounding upset.

"I d-didn't want an-anyone to have to w-watch this!" Dean answered shamefully, as he spotted Bobby for the first time.

"Y-You told h-him?" Dean asked angrily.

"Of course I did...he's family, besides I figured we would need a place to stay until we sort this out." John explained as he rubbed Dean's hair away from his eyes.

"That is if you want to!" Bobby spoke up with watery eyes at he scene unfolding in front of him.

"Sure...th-there's nowhere else that I- I'd r-rather be, except for maybe the Im-pala! Dean's eyes widened as he realized that his car wasn't there. D-Dad the Im-pala It's st- still sit-ting in fr-ront of the shack!" Dean said in fear of what was happening to his baby.

"Don't worry about that right now...we'll find her, son! John answered hoping to reassure his, now shivering son. Here let's get you dressed as warm as we can before we hit the road to Bobby's house, and then after we got you settled in there I'll go get the old girl back for you! I want you to know that your little plan wouldn't have worked...I would have searched everywhere until I found you!" John said shaking his head in disbelief of what his son had tried to do.