Vrskaandrea: Well, I'm glad to know your heater is working!

Blondie 20000: LOL indeed...lets see if we can keep that smile on your face...

Summer: Hmmmm, all good theories, answers are on their way.

CHAPTER 58

Sam looked at the two lonely words on his screen. Two solitary words, that was all he had. He'd tried to track Deans phone again as soon as the message came through but the closest he could get was the tower it came from and that only narrowed Deans location down to about 100 square miles, 500 miles away. Bobby and Caleb had to physically restrain him to stop him from going after Dean, arguing that by time he reached the tower Dean would be long gone. He would never hang around after sending the message, Dean was smarter than that. Sam broke down after that. Curling in a tight ball right there on the floor just inside the door. He let loose the most heart wrenching sobs as Bobby and Caleb tried to comfort him, until he finally cried himself to sleep. And that was how it was for Sam for the next two days, walking around in a fog of grief. His brother may as well have been dead, it felt like he'd lost a part of his soul.

"I'm safe." Sam read out loud. "I'm fucking safe!"

He was beginning to get angry now. For over six months all his ungrateful brother did was whinge and whine about how she wanted to be a man again and then three days before getting her wish she fucking vanishes! Standing suddenly he marched into Caleb's room and kicked his mattress.

"What? What's going on?" Caleb asked sitting up, suddenly awake.

"We're going to find Dean."

"You know where he is?"

"No, but we'll find him and until we do, we hunt."

"You sure about this?" Caleb asked.

"Get your shit together. We got work to do."