Hey Guys- here's the next chapter and I have about three chapters written for my new story but I have to type them, but I'm too lazy. I have started the next chapter for this story also. Kay so here's what I am thinking, this story can be a prequel and I will start a story where Maddie is 16. It would go through the episodes so I might get bad reviews but. What do you think? Yes or NO?
AshCrash44
Chapter 5
Dean- 22
Sam- 18
Maddie- 12
Dad was home from a hunt for once, but he and Sam were fighting. Again. They just had a big one and both Sam and Dad left the house this time. Forgetting about me, but what ever. Earlier Sam and I hade a fight when we were left home alone and he got me in trouble. So my 12- year- old mind decides since Dean was at a bar and Dad and Sam were gone, I'd go exploring in Sam's room. Where I am not allowed.
As I looked through drawers, I found letters, Playboy and Maximum magazines, and surprisingly condoms. Gross. I closed the drawer and went over to his desk where I found the first clue to betrayal. In the cabinet, in the very back was a small key, which looked like a P.O. Box key. I flipped it over and found a number engraved into it. # 2159B.
All of a sudden, I heard the front door slam open and shut.
"Maddie?" Come on we have to run some errands for Dad before he leaves for the next hunt." Dean's voice rang through the house. I pocketed the key and ran downstairs.
"Hey is the post office on the list? I have to mail a letter to Raegan." And see what Sammy is hiding. Dean nodded.
"Yah, while your in there you can pick up a package form Caleb."
We headed out towards the impala, and I got in the passenger side, then Dean started his baby.
I was watching the city go by, when I began to wonder what Sam was up to. I kept my face clear though, which I learned to do after Dean knew something was up with the "Soccer Incident". We pulled into that gas station so Dean can feed his car.
"Hey can I get a slushy?" He looked up and gave me a 10.
"Sure get me one too." I nodded and went into the gas station store.
When I got back to the impala we took off, and headed to the bank, and lastly the post office.
I got out and went inside. As I made my way to the counter, I was getting nervous about Sam. He was never the type to do this; he was the good one, the Winchester Saint.
"Can I help you, young lady?" I looked up.
"Uh… yeah I need to pick up a package for John Calvin."
The funny looking lady looked up the name on her ancient looking computer and went into the back room. She came back with a small package so I knew it wasn't weapons.
"Sign here." I did and then I handed her my letter to mail.
Before I went to Dean, I went into the room full of P.O. Boxes. Luckily, Sam's wasn't up high it was a perfect reach. I slowly put the key in. This is it, Sam's secret. What he's been up to lately, always in his room doing stuff. I turned the key and opened the small door, inside was a thick letter. It looked heavy but I grabbed it anyway. I looked at the return address and everything made since.
Stanford University
Office of Undergraduate Admission
Montag Hall, 355 Galves St.
Stanford CL 94305-6106,
I couldn't believe it; Sam was planning to leave me, after he promised he wouldn't ever leave. I took the letter and hid it under my shirt, took the key and shut the door. As I made my way out to Dean, I knew I couldn't look at him or he would know something was wrong. I got back in the impala.
"Got the package and mailed your letter?" I nodded my head not really paying attention to him.
"Yup, got it."
I looked out the window, so Dean wouldn't see the tears welling up in my eyes but by the time we got to a red light, he saw my reflection in the window.
"Maddie what's wrong?" He gripped my shoulder and made me face him.
I just turned my head and whispered, "Lights green, Dean."
He let go and drove toward an empty parking lot of a closed down grocery store, which I say is haunted.
"Now tell me what's wrong. We're not going anywhere till you do." Dean demanded.
I took the letter out from under my shirt and gave it to him. He grabbed it and looked at it with his eyebrows creased. Dean's face started to smooth out, and he sighed.
"You found out," he mumbled to himself.
"You knew!" I shouted. He looked at me.
"Of course I knew, Maddie. Sam can't keep a secret from me, neither can you." I looked down and Dean started the car.
"He got accepted didn't he? That's why it's so big and thick." I asked quietly.
"Yeah, Mads, he got accepted and he's probably going." Dean replied.
When we got home, both Dad and Sam were there.
"Go wash up for dinner Maddie," Dad said from the kitchen.
"Yes Sir."
As I went up stairs, I saw Sam come out of the bathroom.
"Hey baby girl, where were you guys?" I looked up at him.
"Gas station, bank, and post office. I had to mail a letter to Raegan." Sam nodded looking a little nervous, I turned around and went to the bathroom and knew Sam was going to look for the key that was in my pocket. He rushed into the bathroom a few minutes later looking very pissed off.
"Damn it Madeline, you went into my room again and stole my key. Give it back NOW." I did, and he sat down on the floor next to me. "This life, I'm just not meant for Maddie. I'm sorry but I want out and college is my ticket." I nodded and sighed angrily.
"Well congratulations Sam, you got accepted into Stanford University. Have a nice life." I left the bathroom and ran downstairs.
I was sitting at the table and I over heard Dean and Sam talking, and Dean was giving him the letter.
"Not tonight Sam" Dean whispered.
"Yes Dean, I am doing it tonight. I am already packed so I'm ready for what ever he throws at me." Dad came and sat down not hearing anything.
"Boys dinner, come sit down."
I wasn't hungry anymore so I was just picking around my plate, playing with my food. Right before dinner was over Sam looked at me with sorry eyes.
"Dad, I got accepted to Stanford University on a full ride and I'm going." Dad started laughing, then noticed no one else was even smiling.
"Dean, take Maddie into your room."
Dean shot up and grabbed me. We weren't even there yet and I already heard Dad starting to yell. I just sat in Dean's room staring at the floor. When I heard the front door slam, I shot up and ran out there, and through the door.
"SAM" I shouted in the pouring rain. He turned around and saw me there.
"Maddie?" I ran to him. "Please don't go; you promised you wouldn't leave me! Dean's my other parent. I can't keep secrets with him, can't tell him everything. Don't leave. Please. I'll be good, I promise!" I cried and cried to him, holding him to me.
Sam sighed, and bent down so we were eye level. "Sorry babe but I'm going. I will make you a new promise though. I will give you my phone number and I will answer every time you call, and I will always email you back within a day."
I was still crying when Dean came out and stood me waiting. Sam picked me up and handed me over to Dean, I instantly wrapped my arms around his neck and cried into his collarbone. He started rubbing my back trying to sooth me but nothing was helping. When I finally settled down, Sam was gone and it was still pouring. The sky knew how I felt. We went back in the house where my Dad was.
He looked at Dean and me and said, "Sam is no longer your brother."
Dean just took my hand and led me to my room. He helped me get into warm, dry clothes, and tucked me into his bed, knowing I would want sleep with him. I had a nightmare about Sam dying that night and I needed him when I woke up, so I called and there was no answer.
Remember that promise he gave me right before he left? Well I'm 15 now; it's been 3 years. I haven't talked to Sammy since the night he left me alone.
