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A/N: I'm sorry, I know I siad I would update on Thursday. But, I was more sick than I had planned. But it's here now! Yeah! Thanks to all who wished me well! And all who read:D For all of those other that I have disappointed, I'm writing up Dylan's Christmas story now. Hope that's okay!

Back in Black

By: chocolate rules

Chapter 9: I been too long, I'm glad to be back (9/12)


Dean helped Sam stand and they both got back into the car. Sam was riveting. How could he have not seen it before? How could he have spent all these years near that thing and not have known anything. If Dad was here right now, he'd kick his ass. He's always warned him that he was way too confident and way too easy to dismiss the supernatural as just another everyday thing.

This normal crap is going to get you killed! John had yelled at him that day. Sam had scoffed.

'Not everything's about the damn demon, Dad! Some things really are just normal. I hope that someday you'll see that too. Before you drag Dean down with you.

"Sammy?" Sam twisted in the car seat to look over at his brother. Dean was driving, giving him an odd glance every once in awhile.

"You okay, kid?" Sam nodded. "Well, you don't look it."

"Dean," Sam sighed. "I was wrong. All of this. Oh god, that guy's been around me for four years, Dean. I didn't know!"

"Sammy, calm down!" Dean reached over and grabbed at Sam's shirt, keeping his eyes on the road. "Dude! You're getting yourself way too worked up. Save it for later, got it?"

Sam gripped at Dean's hand before he could pull it away.

"He was near Jess, Dean. Alone. He could have killed her, all this time. And I wouldn't have been there. I wouldn't have known a thing!"

Sam's sobbing and gripping tightly to Dean's hand. Dean wants to stop the car, get Sammy to stop crying. He's never been good at doing things around Sam's crying. There's not a part of him that doesn't respond to his baby brother's tears.

But, they can't stop.

Dean can't look over to Sam, and that okay because Sam's a wreck and he doesn't need his brother to crash. Dean's patting at his chest a moment later and he's calmer now.

"Don't you worry about a thing, kid. We'll get him." Sam nods, even if Dean can't see him, because if Dean says that they're going to get him than that's that.

They reach the Stanford apartments and Sam's rushing out of the Impala before Dean's even turned her off. Dean grabs his hand gun from the backseat and hides it in his waistband as he rushes over to where Sam's disappeared to.

Once he gets near him, Sam's already pulling the building's door wide open and thundering up the stairs. Well, at least he hasn't forgotten his way around.

Sam stops on the third floor, breathing heavy while he waits for Dean to catch up. Dean's besides him a second later, handing him over his gun. His eyes look over to the three doors on this floor. He looks back at Sam, asking which one it could be.

Sam walks over to the door marked 305. He's growling at the wood, and Dean's not too happy wither.

If I was Barry, I'd high tail it now for sure.

Dean nods his head and suddenly they're inside the apartment looking this way and that way. They've got each other's back, but they can't find Barry.

tbc...Sunday...and I miss SPNL :'(...Reviews makes it hurt less...