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Part Two

"Uncle Bobby, I was reading in one of your books that there are places in the world where magic is more powerful than others. Is that true?" Sam asked as they ate dinner.

"I believe so, why do you want to know?"

"Just curious," Sam shrugged going back to eating his salad without saying another word.

Bobby looked at Dean with a slight frown and saw a look of concern on his face, but he didn't say anything. Dean looked at Bobby and shrugged slightly letting him know he had no idea where that came from either. Dean could sense Sam was hiding something; he just didn't know what.

"Since it's Sunday tomorrow, I thought we might go into town for lunch and maybe see what's playing at the movies," Bobby suggested. He saw a strange look cross Sam's face for only a second before it was gone.

"Yeah, that'd be nice," Dean answered for both of them. "Ain't that right Sammy?"

"Sure," he mumbled the wheels turning in his head. He would need to let Lelon know they would be gone and to be careful and listen for them to come back so he could hide in the bedroom again. He was narrowing down his search and thought he might have a place by tomorrow, but it might take longer if he was gone part of the day. He could do some work tonight to make up for the missed time. He finished his meal and excused himself from the table to go take a shower.

Bobby and Dean watched him leave and looked at each other both showing concern and puzzlement. Neither knew why Sam seemed closed off and secretive, and not as outspoken like he usually was.

"Something wrong with yer brother?" Bobby asked once Sam was out of hearing.

"Not that I know. He's probably just in one of his bitchy moods. He is that age," Dean shrugged.

Sam made sure he wasn't followed up the stairs and quietly slipped into the bedroom, closing the door behind him. "It's me," Sam whispered looking around and watched as Lelon stood up from the other side of the bed.

"Hello Sam," he greeted him.

"We're going out tomorrow for lunch and won't be back for a while. You can come out and get you something to eat from the fridge, the white box in the kitchen, but watch for us to come back. You can't be caught downstairs. I'll get you some food before going to bed. Do you understand?" Sam rushed wanting to get to the bathroom before anyone got suspicious.

"Yes, be careful. Food in white box," Lelon repeated to Sam.

"Okay, gotta go." Sam went to the door and cracked it open to look out before slipping from the room and heading for the bedroom to get sleep clothes and went to the bathroom to shower. He had to be careful that Dean and Bobby wouldn't get suspicious of what he was doing and try to stop him.

Dean looked up from the television when Sam came down the steps and into the living room. His hair was damp from a shower and he had on his sleep clothes. He went into the kitchen and came out with a bottle of water. He watched him gather some books and a notepad up in his arms, not seeing the food he had hidden under his shirt.

"I'm going to do some reading in bed before turning in," Sam told Dean as he shifted from foot to foot.

"You don't wanna watch a little television? We can see if one of those documentaries you like is on?" Dean offered.

"No, that's okay. Goodnight Dean," Sam replied before heading up the stairs with his books.

"I'll be up in a bit."

"Okay." Sam went up the stairs and gave a soft knock at the door before opening it. He handed off the water and food to Lelon. "It's not much but should hold you over."

"Thanks," Lelon whispered back disappearing back into the bedroom.

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Sam went down to his bedroom and settled on the bed spreading his books out around him. He fixed the pillow against the headboard and opened the first book to the marked page and flipped through his notes to where he had left off. He read and made notes until Dean finally came upstairs ready for bed. After marking his place and putting the books away, he slid down in his bed and repositioned his pillow so he could settle down to sleep.

Dean came back from the bathroom and turned down his bed so he could climb in. He turned off the light on the nightstand between their beds and looked over at Sam's shadowed silhouette before whispering, "Nite Sammy."

"Nite Dean," Sam mumbled as he buried deeper into the covers.

It was after two am when Lelon had the need to use the bathroom. He went to the door and cracked it open enough to see before slinking from the room. He hugged the wall and was almost to the bathroom when an older boy shuffled from the bedroom across from the bathroom, yawning and rubbing his face.

Lelon froze and flattened himself against the wall holding his breath as he waited for him to get in the bathroom before hurrying back to the bedroom. He stepped into the bedroom just before Dean would have seen him.

Dean stopped and stuck his head out the bathroom door and looked down the shadowed hall thinking he heard something that was out of place but shrugged when he didn't see anything. He wrote it off as being half asleep and turned back to use the bathroom before returning to his bed.

Lelon waited long enough to be sure Sam's brother was asleep before sneaking out again and slipped into the bathroom. He relieved himself and did as Sam showed him flushed the commode. Lelon froze when he listened to the sound of it and looked to the door to see if anyone was going to come in to check it out. After what seemed like forever, Lelon snuck back out and to the bedroom to get some sleep. He had exceptional hearing and would know when the brothers woke and started moving around.

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Sam woke first the next morning and slipped from the bed to pad barefooted downstairs to the kitchen. He dug around and got out a yogurt and juice and picked up an apple from the bowl before heading back upstairs to the spare bedroom.

He knocked softly before pushing the door open. "Lelon, I have some breakfast for you."

"I thank you friend," Lelon bowed his head to Sam. He accepted the food from Sam and went to the chair to sit down and eat.

"I think I've found a place that might have a shimmering so you can get home," Sam told him. "I should know by tonight and I'll make a plan to get us there."

"You are very kind Sam."

"I better get back before I'm missed. Be careful while we are gone."

"I will."

With a quick look out into the hall, Sam stepped out and eased back into the bedroom and into bed. He could see the mound that was his brother still asleep and grimaced as his bed creaked loudly as he got back in. He didn't know Dean had woke and heard him leave and come back. He was gone too long to have just gone to the bathroom and wondered what he was doing.

Dean rolled over and opened his eyes in slits to see the darkness was beginning to lighten but it was too early to get up. It being Sunday, Bobby usually slept in, so he decided to do the same. They had plenty of time before leaving to head into town for lunch. He let his eyes close and drifted into a light sleep.

"Hey, wake up bro, Bobby's got breakfast ready," Dean called to his brother as he gave his leg a hard slap.

"Okay, I'm up," Sam grunted, stretching and yawning as he woke his body to a new day.

"I'm going on down," Dean told him as he tied the laces on his boots. He stepped out into the hall and started for the stairs when he thought he heard a noise in the spare bedroom their Dad used. He placed a hand on the knob and started to turn it when his name was cried out.

"Dean!" Sam yelled suddenly when he saw what he was doing.

"What Sammy?" Dean asked as he opened the door and pushed it open to look inside.

Sam ran to his side trying to stop him from going inside.

"What are you hiding Sammy?" Dean asked pushing him aside and stepping into the room. He gave it a curious once over and then spotted an empty yogurt cup sitting on the dresser. He moved to pick it up and looked over at Sam, arching his eyebrow. "What's this Sammy?"

"It's mine, I forgot to throw it away," Sam as quickly as his mind whirled thinking up a plausible story.

"What were you doing in here eating? The kitchen not good enough for you?"

"I miss Dad," Sam mumbled hanging his head as his shoulders slumped. He glanced at the bed and saw a shadow shift under it. "Being in here made me feel closer to him."

Dean's face softened as he looked at his brother and draped a hand over his shoulders. "I know Sammy, I miss him too. Why don't we go get some breakfast?"

"Alright," Sam agreed leaning into his side for a moment before turning to leave.

"You know you can talk to me when you feel like this."

"Okay thanks." Sam let out the breath he was holding and relaxed since it seemed his story worked.

Bobby had fixed a light breakfast and had planned on doing some shopping before having a late lunch and checking out what was playing at the movies. If nothing was to their liking, he figured they could come back home and see if there was a game or something on the television worth watching. He wanted to give the boys some normal in their lives and not have it all about training and hunting. Bobby knew the boys didn't get much time to just be boys when they were with their father.

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The streets were sparse of people as Bobby and the brother strolled down the sidewalk. They went into a used bookstore and looked around. Sam found a couple of books that weren't expensive, and Bobby picked up a couple of westerns paperbacks. He bought them and they continued their window shopping until getting back to Bobby's car.

They headed to the diner now that the Sunday lunch crowd was gone and had a quiet lunch. The movie was a bust since what was showing was either too young or too old for Sam and Dean. Bobby decided to let them have a treat at the soda shop and stopped there on the way out. He let them choose what they wanted, Sam got a strawberry milkshake and Dean went all out and got a banana split.

"Man! I think I over did it with the split," Dean moaned as they trudged back into the house. He rubbed his stomach and burped softly.

"I told you your eyes were bigger than your stomach," Sam scolded him. "If you didn't make goo-goo eyes at the girl behind the counter, she wouldn't have added extra stuff to it."

"Awe, you're just jealous is all," Dean countered.

"I'm going upstairs," Sam said taking his bag with books and heading for the stairs. He ignored the jabs his brother threw at him until Bobby told him to go easy on his brother.

Bobby and Dean were watching a game on the television when Sam appeared a few hours later.

"Uncle Bobby can I use your computer and printer?"

"Of course, Sam."

"Thanks," he replied heading into his office. Sam booted up the computer and turned on the printer before sitting down in Bobby's office chair. He waited as it booted up and went online wanting to check some things out and print out maps. He worked quickly, glancing every once and a while toward the living room as he found the information he needed. He was sure he had found a spot that might have a passage to another realm so he could get Lelon home. Once he was done, he shut everything down and folded most of the pages up to hide under his shirt. He headed back toward the stairs but stopped when Dean called to him.

"You wanna watch the game with us?" Dean asked.

"No, I'm going to read one of the books I got."

"Man, Sammy you may be a lost cause. You need to loosen up and do something besides keeping your nose in a book."

"I like reading," Sam answered defensively.

"Leave the boy be," Bobby fussed as Dean.

Dean slouched down on the couch with a pout on his face and watched Sam hurry up the steps. He couldn't get it out of his mind that Sam was up to something, but he just didn't know what.

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"Sammy wake up, Bobby got a call for a tow job," Dean told him shaking his shoulder. "We need to go."

"No, go, sleep," Sam grumbled pushing his hand away and burying deeper into the covers.

"You can't stay here alone, we don't know how long we'll be gone," Dean insisted.

"Yes, I can. I did it the other day. Go! I'll be fine. I'll stay inside and not answer the door." Sam buried his head under the covers trying to ignore Dean.

"I'll call you so keep your cell on you," Dean huffing caving and letting his brother stay in bed.

"I will," Sam mumbled from under the covers.

Dean gave him one last look as he grabbed his jacket and headed downstairs to go with Bobby. He knew Sam would be bored out of his head being squeezed between him and Bobby for several hours. The kid would hate it, he knew.

Sam waited until he was sure Dean and Bobby were gone before jumping out of bed and grabbing his clothes to put on. With them being gone most of the day, he could put his plan into play. He went to the bathroom first and then to get Lelon so he could use it and change into a pair of jeans for the trip. They went downstairs and Sam hurried to Bobby's office.

"I think I've found a place that might have an opening for you to cross over," Sam told him excitedly. He booted up Bobby's computer and went online to buy bus tickets for them. Sam dug around in the drawer in Bobby's desk to find his credit card to charge the tickets. After printing them out, Sam went into the kitchen and found two nap sacks that he filled with power and granola bars, apples and peanut butter and crackers and bottles of water. He tied a blanket to each one and handed one to Lelon. "I'll call us a taxi to take us to the bus station. It's a six-hour bus ride to the town we need to go to."

"Thank you, Sam, but won't brother be mad?" Lelon asked accepting the pack.

"Probably, but he'll get over it," Sam shrugged. He pulled his cell out and called a taxi to pick them up. After talking into the cell for a moment, he hung up. Sam pulled an old coffee can from the cabinet and took out some money from Bobby's emergency fund and stuffed it in his pocket. "The taxi will be here in fifteen minutes. We should go wait outside." Sam led them outside to wait on the porch and set down on the steps.

Lelon sat down beside him and looked around the area with interest. It was so different from his own world. The sights, sounds, images, smells, were so different here it took some getting used to.

The sun had been up less than an hour and Sam had gotten the earliest bus from Sioux Falls west across the state. He had found a place outside of a small town called Cottonwood, South Dakota. The town sat at the bottom of a mountain range where numerous ley lines intersected in a place in the forest outside of the town. Sam hoped that he could find an opening there for Lelon to go home.

The taxi pulled up to the house and Sam urged Lelon to get in when he first skidded away and climbed in after him. Lelon sat tense and fearful, waiting for them to move. The driver questioned them being alone, but Sam convinced him they were going to meet family in town. He showed him the money to pay and the driver took them into town dropping them off a couple of blocks from the bus station. Sam didn't want him to know their true destination knowing they could walk to the station.

"Lelon, be sure to keep your ears covered. People won't understand if they see them," Sam whispered to him as they walked down the street.

Lelon absently pulled his hair down around his ears and kept pace with Sam as they walked down the street. He couldn't help but stare at the people around them and the strange metal contraptions moving down the street like the one they rode here in. He tried not to cringe away from people and things they passed.

The bus station loomed ahead of them and they went inside where Sam handed the clerk the tickets he printed out and got tickets for them. The bus they needed to take would be leaving in thirty minutes, so Sam found a couple of magazines for them to look through while they waited.

Twenty minutes later it was announced their bus was loading and Sam led Lelon to the steps and boarded the bus. He found two seats for them and let Lelon have the window so he could watch the scenery as they drove to Cottonwood. The schedule said the bus would be making four stops along the way and was supposed to arrive after lunch, early afternoon.

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"Sammy! Got done early and brought you some lunch," Dean called to him. He strolled on into the kitchen and sat the bag down and listened to the too quiet house. "Sammy!" Dean headed upstairs and check all the bedrooms but didn't find him. He went out on the deck and yelled for him but didn't get answer.

"What's wrong Dean?" Bobby asked as Dean rushed back in looking around.

"I can't find Sam anywhere," he replied looking around with concern.

"Did you try calling him?"

"Right." Dean pulled his cell out and punched in Sam's number. He listened to it ring and cussed when it went to voice. "Must have his cell off and he knows better than to do that."

"I don't see anything messed up like there was a struggle," Bobby commented looking around the kitchen and living room.

"Let me check upstairs," Dean said. He ran for the stairs and checked their bedroom for clothes missing but didn't see anything gone. Dean headed back downstairs and heard Bobby call him from his office.

"What did you find?" he asked.

"Seems the little shit's been busy," Bobby growled. "He charged two bus tickets on my credit card."

"Bus tickets? Two? Who could he be with? Where's the destination?"

"Cottonwood, South Dakota."

"Where the hell is that?"

"West of here on the other side of the state."

"And why would he even want to go there? Do you know anyone there? I sure don't," Dean fussed throwing him hands out in frustration.

"No, but this might explain a little," Bobby said looking at his browser history. "He's been researching areas where there might be portals to other realms. He printed some maps out too."

"What has Sammy got himself into? Better printout what you can find before we leave, and I'll go over it on the way there."

"Good idea." Bobby hit print several times and Dean grabbed the pages as they came from the printer.

"We better head that way and see if we can find him," Dean growled. "I'm gonna kill Sammy when I get my hands on him."

"Yer brother ain't dumb Dean. There's got to be a reason he's doing this," Bobby said. He headed for the front door with Dean on his heels. "By the ticket it says it'll be there around two pm."

"It's nearly ten am now. He's going to have a head start on us."

"Maybe the bus will be late, but at least we have a general idea of where he's going." Bobby got in his car and waited for Dean to get settled before starting it and heading back out. He was going to take the quickest route to Cottonwood and hope whatever Sam had gotten himself mixed up in wasn't dangerous.

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The bus pulled into Cottonwood and Sam waited for the other passengers to get off before he motioned to Lelon to follow him. They exited the bus and Sam stepped out of the flow of traffic and looked around trying to get his bearings. It was running two and a half hours late due mechanical issues with the bus. They had to wait for another to come from Cottonwood to pick them up.

This was a good thing for the ones following them in hopes to catch up with them, but Sam didn't know that. He thought he had a good head start before Dean and Bobby found him missing.

He saw a map posted on the wall of the station and headed to it. He studied it for several minutes as Lelon stood close by his side warily watching the people around them. All of this was a bit overwhelming to him and he wanted to get away from it back to the forest and his home.

"Alright, I know where to go," Sam said looking up at Lelon. "First, let's get something to eat and we'll head for the mountains. I don't know how far we can get today, but when it gets dark, we'll find a place to stop and wait for dawn."

"Okay," Lelon said anxious to leave this town.

Sam led them down the street toward where the businesses were and where several restaurants were located. He chose a sub shop and they went inside to order. It was between lunch and dinner, so the place wasn't crowded. Sam ordered a foot-long sub and waters wanting to conserve what little money they had. When the sandwich was ready, he guided Lelon to a table and gave him half the sub and a water. They quickly ate and went to the restroom before heading out.

It didn't take Sam long to lead them out of the small town and to the foot of the mountains that bordered one side of it. He kept off the main road that led out of town and instead followed a trail that wove through the forest. He stopped and pulled out the maps he printed out and a compass. After getting his bearings, Sam looked around deciding on the best way to continue. They had a couple of hours of light maybe left before they would have to find a place to stop for the night.

"We should head this way," Sam decided pocketing the papers and compass. "We can hike maybe a couple of hours before finding a place to stop for the night."

"Like forest better, town too…" Lelon started trying to find the right word.

"Congested, crowded, smelly?" Sam filled in. He laughed softly as he continued. "I agree."

They walked deeper into the forest away from the road and the noises of cars passing by. The forest was alive around them with the sounds of insects, animals, birds and the wind blowing in the treetops rubbing branches together making an eerie creaking sound.

Lelon stopped several times to show Sam berries that they could eat and plants that could be used as medicine. Sam showed him the plants he knew from his reading and they found some wild grapes that they picked for later. After another hour, Sam decided to stop since the light was fading. He didn't want to be wandering around in the dark and get lost. He found a fallen tree which branches that formed a shelter they could use. Sam found a broken branch and swept the ground to rid it of rocks, bugs, and twigs. They settled down to munch on peanut butter crackers and grapes and washed them down with some water. The blankets were used to make a nest that the boys snuggled together in for warmth and comfort. They drifted to sleep to the music of the forest not knowing two different forces were searching for them.

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Bobby pulled into the bus station in Cottonwood in record time. They had only stopped for gas and restroom break and were lucky traffic moved at a fast pace across South Dakota. Dean spelled Bobby once in the drive for a few hours before letting him take over a couple of hours outside of Cottonwood.

"I'll go in and check when the bus got here," Bobby told Dean.

"Alright, I'm going to walk around to see if by chance I spot Sammy," he replied. Dean walked down the street a short distance looking around trying to decide what his brother would do. He wasn't sure if Sam had been taken by someone or he ran away for some reason. He didn't know of anything happened at school that would warrant this action but couldn't come up with one. He retraced his steps back to the station and found Bobby waiting.

"Seems luck is on our side, the bus was late getting in. Sam's only go maybe an hour, or two head start on us. We'll grab something to eat, find a place to leave the car, and see if we can follow the map Sam printed out."

"He has to know we're going to be looking for him, but he won't know we came home early, so he won't be hiding his trail or probably be in a rush."

"Another thing in our favor. Let's hope Sam is behind this and it's not someone else pulling the ropes."

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Sam startled awake as several birds screeched overhead. Lelon stirred beside him and raised up to look around.

"Let's eat something and get moving. I don't know how long it'll take us to get to the place in the woods I found," Sam told him pulling out protein bars and the water. They ate quickly and quenched their thirst before getting up and folding their blankets to tie back to their packs. Once they relieved themselves, Sam got a reading with the compass and got his bearings to be sure which way to go. They started hiking through the trees as the sun slowly crept higher in the sky. The air stayed cool under the canopy of tree branches overhead. Both boys almost had a heart attack when they scared a deer from the brush that ran out in front of them.

After several hours of hiking, they ran across a fast-flowing stream and Sam decided to take a fifteen-minute break so they could rest and cool off. The water was cold and refreshing. Both boys splashed water on their hot faces and let it run down the back of their necks making them shiver but it felt good. They lounged on the rocks by the river to rest taking in the beauty of the serene place.

Sam pushed up from the rock knowing they needed to start out again. He wanted to get to the area today to see if they could find Lelon's way home.

Sam stepped out of the trees and looked out across a clearing to the forest on the other side. He looked around getting a sense of something off but couldn't figure out what it was. He started walking cautiously across the space, his eyes roaming from side to side, looking for any danger. They were halfway across the clearing when suddenly both boys fell down feeling something tighten around their ankles. Lelon cried out in pain and pulled at his leg trying to get free. Sam was doing the same, trying to see what was holding him. He saw some type of snare that tightened around his ankle the more he tried to get free. Sam was reaching for his knife when a he heard footsteps coming toward them.

"Well, well, what do we have here?" a gruff male voice sneered from behind Sam.

Sam jerked around in fright to see a rough looking, older man leering at him. He tried to get away but was restrained by what was around his ankle.

"Hey, we got two for the price of one," another male voice answered that was standing behind Lelon.

The boys tried to crawl toward each other, but each man grabbed one of them. The cord was removed from their ankles and they held the boys by their knapsacks. Sam stared throwing punches and kicking backward trying to make contact with his captor. Lelon was fighting just as hard. Sam managed to get his arms from his pack and stumbled away only to be grabbed with rough hands. He kicked out barely missing the man's groin and was rewarded with a slap across the face. The one holding the elf yelled in pain when Lelon bit down on his captor's hand that got too close to his mouth. He was suddenly backhanded, sending his head snapping to the side. Both boys screamed out in pain and rage knowing they had to get free.

Two bodies exploded from the forest from opposite directions. One releasing a roar of anger, the other yelling a battle cry as they collided with the men holding their brothers.

Dean rammed into the brute making ready to slap Sam again and knocked Sam loose. He was punching and kicking and gouging the man before making it to his feet. Dean was seeing red and nothing was stopping him from taking his revenge out on the man that dared hurt his little brother. As the man tried to get up, Dean threw punches one after the other and rammed his knee into the man's face, breaking his nose. He fell backwards but Dean didn't stop. He aimed a well-placed kick to the unprotected groin making him curl in on himself as he screamed in pain. Dean pulled out his gun and aimed it at the stranger and tightened his finger on the trigger.

"No Dean!" Sam cried out knowing he couldn't let Dean kill the man.

The sound of his brother's voice seemed to break through this rage, and he used the butt of the gun to knock the older man out. He gave him one final kick in the ribs before turning to look at the other person fighting nearby.

Lelon's brother launched himself from the ground and with his wooden sticks out and ready, he attacked the stranger hurting his brother. One stick came down on his arm breaking it causing him to release Lelon who rolled out of the way. He spun around using his sticks to beat the man. He was fast and he made his hits count. With one final round house kick to the jaw, the older elf sent the man flying backwards unconscious. He made ready to go in for the kill when a voice called to him.

"No Eldar!" Lelon cried out.

Sam rolled into Lelon and they helped each other to stand while watching wide eyed as their brothers unleased their fury and wrath. They stopped their brothers from killing the men who caught and attacked them.

Dean quickly stepped to Sam, and Eldar stepped to Lelon. Both pulling their brothers into a tight hug against their chests. Relief showed on their faces that they had found their brothers before either were hurt.

"What the hell were you thinking?" he said loudly, holding him out in front of him. "You scared the crap out of me Sammy!" he chastised him giving him a little shake. He looked down into the dirty, tear stained face of his little brother who was trying to get his breath as he sobbed, and his breath hitched.

"I was..I-I was...Trying…To help Lelon get home…" Sam stuttered out glancing at Lelon as he spoke.

Eldar looked down at his brother and scolded him in their language as Lelon's lower lip trembled and huge tears rolled from his eyes. Lelon spoke to him and pointed to Sam.

Dean looked over Sam's head toward Eldar an understanding passing between them.

Before anything else could be said, Bobby ran from the trees with his gun drawn ready to fight and three elves emerged from the other way with arrows notched ready to fight too.

"Dean?" Bobby questioned not sure what was going on.

"It's okay Bobby, they're not the enemy," Dean told him.

Bobby lowered his gun and stepped closer seeing the two men lying unconscious on the ground.

Eldar spoke to his warriors and they lowered their bows and waited patiently nearby for their leader.

"It seems our brothers have had an adventure," Eldar spoke first. "I am Eldar, from the Riverbend Elves."

"Dean Winchester and my brother Sam," Dean introduced them. "That's our Uncle Bobby."

"My brother Lelon," Eldar said looking down at his little brother who was hugging his side. "Thank you, young Sam for trying to help my brother get home."

"You're welcome," Sam replied stepping toward him. "I am sorry this happened," Sam continued looking to the unconscious men. "I never knew we would run into them."

"That was not your fault Sammy. You didn't know," Dean told him. "Why didn't you tell me or Bobby you found him and let us help?" he chastised him.

"I wanted to prove to you, and Dad, I could hunt too and not just do the research," Sam said hanging his head for a moment a he fought the tears.

"Awe Sammy, you don't have to prove anything to me. The reason Dad won't let you hunt yet is not because you can't but because you need a little more weight and height on you. You'll have another growth spurt and who knows you might get as big as me."

"I'm going to be bigger than you," Sam mumbled wiping his face as he looked up at his big brother.

"We shall return to our home now," Eldar said. He bowed to them as they made ready to leave.

"Wait," Sam said looking around for his pack. He spotted it and went to get it. Sam pulled out something wrapped in tissue paper and handed it to Lelon. "So, you will remember me."

Lelon unwrapped the gift to find a geode that had been crack open revealing the formations of amethyst and crystals.

"It is my favorite one and I want you to have it."

Lelon spoke softly to his brother and he nodded yes taking the stone. Lelon reached and untied a slim leather strap from around his neck and handed it to Sam.

"Our clan's crest, for you," Lelon told Sam pressing it into his hand.

Sam held up the round amulet of gold and saw etching in the metal. "Thank you." Sam tied it around his neck and let it fall under his tee shirt.

The boys looked at each other before quickly hugging tightly and then stepped away wiping tears from their faces. Dean held out his hand to Eldar and they shook hands, nodding. The elves walked back into the forest and quickly disappeared before their eyes.

"Well, what do we do with these two?" Bobby asked after the elves left.

"Leave the assholes out here and let the locals know about them," Dean growled in anger. He gave the one that attacked Sam another hard kick as he passed him. "C'mon Sammy, let's go home."

Sam let Dean ruffle his hair and sling an arm around his shoulders as they started their hike back to Cottonwood.

"Dean?" Sam asked in a cautious voice.

"Yeah Sammy?"

"Do we have to tell Dad about this?"

"Naw Sammy. It'll be our secret, right Bobby?"

"Yeah, no one was hurt, and I think you learned your lesson. Isn't that right Sam?"

"Yes, I will tell you or Dean next time before I go off on my own."

"Let's try not have a next time Sammy."

"We'll see," Sam shrugged to get a rap on the head from Dean.

"Jerk."

"Bitch."

The End


A/N: Thank you for taking this journey with me. Reviews are great. NC