Dean and Sam are not mine…. (Santa, where are you when I need you?) Jess is not mine either. I do own Julie though.
-Chapter 9-
After Dean had made sure Sam was safely outside, he went in the living room. There stood a picture of Julie and her son. He grabbed it. As he turned around, he saw his Mom.
"Dean," she said.
"Mom."
"It's okay. Everything will work out. Sam's had closure with Jess and the future is well. Go. Protect your brother. Find your dad, your going to need him. He'll help you kill this thing. Now get out quickly."
He ran. None of this made sense.
"Julie, Mom Jess. God help me," Dean thought.
He ran outside, where his brother sat on the lawn, looking confused.
"Sam," dean said, "We're going to make it. Promise."
He leaned down on the lawn, tears coming to his eyes and hugged his brother.
"Until then," he said with his cocky smile, "No telling anyone about our chick moment."