Okay, go ahead, kill me. I deserve it for not posting in awhile. I have an excuse, okay? My Italian class has been a major thorn in my ass for the past two weeks. And through all of this, I had no idea what to write. I'm sorry, okay?

This chapter is quite short and I found it while going through my notebook one day. It centers around when Carter leaves for her job and all that happens around it. I'm trying to work on a part two-like thing. I was just going to post it all at once, but I ended up deleting a lot of it this morning, then I started feeling really bad about not posting. So be grateful that you got this much right now.

Anyway, enjoy!

Takes place before season 10

Ages:

Dean: is a demon off doing demon stuff

Sam: 31

Carter: 22

Disclaimer: As usual, I own nothing

QUICK NOTE: What is in italics is the note Carter gave to Sam

The paper note crinkled in Carter's hand as she nervously walked up to her sleeping brother. She adjusted the bag on her shoulder and quietly placed her duffel on the ground. She stepped up to the table where the man quietly slept, head down, hair over his eyes, mouth partly opened. The pages in the book he leaned on would certainly be stuck to his cheek when he sat up. She placed the folded note next to his head and chewed on her lip. Was she really doing this? Was she really leaving? His breathing wiggled an unruly piece of hair around his mouth. He looked so innocent; like nothing was wrong, nothing could ever be wrong. That was the curse of sleeping.

"I'm sorry, Sam," Carter mumbled. All of the books surrounding him were about demons and demonic possession. Everything around him was meant to help him find his lost brother. The brother who was long dead before he disappeared.

Carter slowly backed away and picked up her bag. Her eyes didn't leave her brother. Her latest words kept ringing in her brain; an endless guilt trip. She was leaving her brother when he needed her most, though he didn't act like it. When was the last time they had talked? Had even a hint of a real conversation?

"Goodbye, Sam."

He didn't stir. She turned on her heel and walked quietly out of the library and up the stairs. She opened the big door and walked through. Not daring a last glance at the bunker, she headed off down the road towards town. She had a bus to catch.

Dear Sam,

As his eyes opened, he groaned in protest. The harsh light of the bunker stung his sleeping mind. He sat up and rubbed the sleep out of them, yawning in the process.

If you don't know yet, I'm gone.

He pushed the hair out of his face and looked around the library. Everything was just as it was when he fell asleep. His hand found his beer again and took a swig of the warm liquid.

Now, before you Hulk out, hear me through.

He drained what was left of the bottle and got up to grab another.

I've been planning this awhile. And I'm not sure if you noticed, because I'm really sly like that, but I've been taking college classes online for the past four years.

As he stood up, his eyes caught the folded white paper next to the stack of books.

Sammy, I found my way out of the life.

He picked up the note and started reading it as he walked into the kitchen.

My golden ticket.

The empty beer bottle crashed into the recycling and Sam sat down at the table with a new bottle, this time cold.

Two weeks ago, I got a job offer from a school to teach there. A real job, everything I could've asked for.

As he read, Sam's heartbeat increased. First his brother leaves, and now his sister?

No more hunting, no more stitches, no more nightmares in the dark. I'm out.

Sam was angry. Their brother's body was being controlled by a demon and Carter decided now to get out of the life? What happened to being family? What happened to everything they stood for?

So do me a favor and don't look for me.

What happened to tear his little family apart?

Goodbye, Sam.

As he finished reading the letter, his heart contracted in a new way. His little sister just got what he had strived for back in Stanford. She just walked right out of it. He didn't think he had the heart to pull her back. Not yet, at least.

He took a chug of the liquid and went back to the library to research. If he couldn't have his sister, then he had to save his brother.

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