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Chapter Eleven
The week passed slowly for Dean; things were still tense between him and Sam but Bobby had remained clueless to it. And despite the tense feelings Sam had remained loyally at his side. The pain had slowly grown less severe but was still a lot to handle however despite that fact the doctors were discussing the prospect of releasing Dean toward the end of the weekend providing he continue to take it easy for a couple extra weeks and come in for bi-weekly checkups. To say that oldest Winchester was excited about leaving the hospital was an understatement, it was all he would talk about; that and finally getting some real food in his stomach.
Finally the day came when the doctors signed off on Dean's release. Sam and Bobby prepared the same apartment they had decided to rent for the couple of weeks that Dean had to stay in town. Sam and Bobby had also discussed the fact that Sam's college classes had already started and it was time for him to return to Stanford. Bobby had understood but Sam knew that telling Dean was going to be much more difficult.
Dean slowly made his way into the apartment thankful that Sam and Bobby had considered having the bottom floor of utmost importance. "So who's up for some grub?" The oldest hunter questioned lightly after getting Dean settled onto one of the recliners in front of the TV.
"Absolutely!" Dean half yelled in an excited tone.
Sam chuckled at his brothers' enthusiasm. "I'll make sure to pick up some pie."
"No Sam, you stay here. I'll grab the grub today." Bobby interrupted trying to give Sam the chance to say goodbye to his brother properly, his plane left early the next morning.
Once Bobby left the brothers sat in an uncomfortable silence.
"So, you feeling okay?" Sam gambled at a question.
"Yeah, I'm good. You?" Dean asked back, seeing through his brothers attempt to hide the fact that he had something to tell. Sam nodded in reply looking at his hands folded in his lap. "Sam, stop acting like a girl and just say whatever it is already. It's like an episode of Oprah in here." He said gruffly.
Sam sighed looking toward his brother, "I'm leaving tomorrow. I have to get back to Stanford back to my classes…" back to my future, Sam continued to himself.
Dean's eyes closed filling in all the unsaid things in Sam's statement: Stanford was where his true life was, his classes were more important than his family. Than the eldest Winchester's thoughts turned toward his father, the man who had never even checked to make sure that his son was okay, the father who sent him on this god forsaken hunt in the first place. Finally one thought rose above all others, he was alone yet again. His hands covered eyes wanting to shut out the world, shut out the pain.
"Dean?" Sam practically whispered gently touching his brothers' knee. Dean reacted before he knew what was happening sweeping his brothers hand off his knee and the lamp off the side table at the side of his chair.
His eyes were still squeezed shut and he was breathing heavily. Pain ripped down his side and torso from the sudden movement. "Get out." Dean whispered huskily.
"Dean…" Sam tried but was interrupted.
"…now, Sam." Dean paused before yelling his frustration. "GO!"
Sam stood quietly, walked to his duffle and with just one more backwards glance walked out of his brothers' apartment.
Sam pulled the door to the apartment shut behind him trying to erase the hurt expression that had crossed his brothers' face. He couldn't seem to do anything right. All he ever managed to do was hurt those he cared for most.
The younger Winchester started walking toward the airport, thankful that it was within walking distance. As he walked he pulled out his cell phone plugging in the only number that he could think of.
"Hey baby." A sleepy voice answered.
"Hey Jess."
Dean moaned low in his throat; no one ever stayed, no one ever would. His side and torso were racked with ricocheting pain but it wasn't that that caused the single tear to trail down his left cheek.
