Dean looked at Sam as if he had just grown an additional head. "What the hell are you talking about? You just finished your first year at Stanford. You can't quit."
"I can do whatever in the world I want to." Dean took his glasses off and threw them on the couch behind them and rubbed his eyes frustrated.
"You got an academic scholarship. You are not dropping out of college. I won't allow it." He yelled completely amazed that Sam would even consider giving up anything to go demon hunting.
Sam chuffed. "You won't ALLOW it? Who the hell do you think you are to tell me what I can and can't do?" Dean turned, face a mask of anger.
"I am your brother. That's who I am. And I--" he stopped mid-sentence realizing what he said. He looked at the taller young man and shook his head. "No. No. I can't do this right now." He turned on his heal and went straight out of the front door slamming it shut behind him.
Sam and the others stared at each other dismayed. "Should I go after him?" Sam asked. Anna shook her head.
"He won't get far without his glasses." She said quietly and picked up the wire rimmed glasses from the couch and folded them neatly in her hand and sighed. They all looked at the floor, at the furniture, their hands, out the window, anywhere but at each other. Sam was still trying to wrap his head around the fact that he had his first argument with his brother. An actual brother, a brother that was cool, a brother that was a jock, a brother that knew how to ride horses and how to shoot a rifle and had taught him how to do the same thing, a brother that remembered him, a brother that he hadn't grown up with, a brother that he barely knew, a brother….
"Sam sweetie?" his mother questioned. Sam turned in the direction of his mother. "Are you okay?"
"Why did you guys keep us apart?"
"Like I said, your dad wanted you two kept apart, said that it would be safer that way." Sam took that information in.
"So, you listened to him…why?"
"He was your dad."
"And how did you choose my parents?"
"We lost a child because of a striega." Adam said. "We knew about the supernatural, were in contact with Bobby, we were going to start hunting ourselves, but then he offered you to us, offered to let us be parents again. We took him up on it. We protected you with everything we knew how, Bobby kept an eye out for anything dangerous and we took care of what we could."
"Then why keep me in my dark?"
"Because we felt it was best." Anna said. "Your mom, dad, Logan and I decided that it would be best. We decided that it would be best for the two of you to grow up normally. That maybe, just maybe, if you weren't in the game that the demons wouldn't come looking for you, that they would leave you alone and we could avoid the whole prophecy thing."
"And Dean knew about me?"
"Yes he did." Anna said holding the glasses close to her chest.
"And he suffered?"
"What do you mean?"
"He was hurt when you took him away from me."
Anna looked to her husband and he nodded. "He cried for days. When he stopped crying he refused to eat. He shut down for a while. But after a while he came out of the funk and when he asked about you, we told him that you were just a dream. That he really didn't have a little brother. It worked after a little while and he finally quit asking about you. He got on with being a kid and was okay again." Sam nodded and licked his lips.
"Give me his glasses please. He needs them." Sam said extending a hand out to the woman. She reluctantly handed them to Sam, she felt like she was handing over the keys to her son and it took all she had to watch Sam's large hand close around the thin frames and glass and walk out the door.