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Season 1, Episode 11: Scarecrow -

Sam P.o.v.

Sitting in a bus station is never going to be fun. Sitting in a bus station after a fight with the only person still alive who you ever gave a rat's ass about is downright depressing. Sitting in a bus station after that same person calls you and tells you that he's proud of you, and wants you to take care of yourself…that's just cruel.

Every moment I sit with my ass to the cold concrete, next to this random, semi-attractive blonde, is another moment that Dean's hunting alone. I don't know why, but I have this bad feeling. People try and tell you that those mean nothing, but if my father taught me one thing, it's trust your instincts and my instincts are telling me that Dean is in trouble with this one.

I fret and pace about for a few minutes before picking up the phone and dialing again.

"You've reached Dean, leave a message."

Aww hell. Screw it, I'm going. He can call me a girl all he wants when he's safe.

"Our bus came in." the blonde, Meg, says as she shoulders her pack.

I just shake my head and stuff my phone into my bag,

"You'd better catch it. I gotta go."

"Go where?"

"Burkitsville"

"Sam, wait!"

"I've been trying to call my brother for the last three hours. I'm just getting his voicemail."

"Maybe his phone's turned off?" If it were anyone else, under normal circumstances, maybe. But not Dean, not during a hunt.

"No, that's not like him…Meg, I think he might be in trouble."

"What kind of trouble?" She probably thinks he's a crook…

"I can't really explain right now. I'm sorry-look, I don't want you to miss your bus."

"But I don't understand, you're running back to your brother? The guy you ran away from. Why? Because he won't pick up his phone? Sam…come with me to California."

"I can't. I'm sorry."

"Why not?"

Because I never really wanted to leave Dean. Because I was just scared that he was mad at me, frustrated that we're not getting anywhere, not finding anything. Because he's the only thing I really care about. Because he's in trouble, I can feel it. Because he'd do the same for me. Because we have so much unfinished business. Because I don't want to go to California with a blonde, I just want to stay with Dean. Because I'd never forgive myself if something happened to him. Because I'd die if he did. Because he's my brother…

"He's my family," is all I can think appropriate to say as I walk out of the bus station. Time to go steal a car. Good thing there's always a Jimmy in my duffel; Dean always makes sure I'm prepared for when I need to go save his ass.

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