AN: Here is chapter four hope you like it. ENJOY

Chapter 4: What's up

Later that afternoon, school ended and everyone were on the bus, on their way home. Sam tuned out everything else and thought more about the event that happened during lunch. It wasn't all that important, but it bothered him. Why would a kid hurt, lie, then check up on a kid they just beat up? Maybe he was over thinking it, but it was weird.

Since he and his brother started going to this school, he's heard rumors about Bobby and how he is the fun on every bullies' 'to do list.' He felt sorry for him. Always getting picked on and tormented, a kid shouldn't have to go through that everyday. It just isn't...

"Hey Sammy you alright," Dean asked out of nowhere.

"What," was all Sam could think to say at the moment.

Dean laughed a little. "You've been staring out at space for a while now; I just thought something was wrong."

"Yeah...I mean no, I'm okay, just thinking is all."

Dean left the matter to continue looking out the window. Sam stopped thinking about his mind troubles and thought on something else important, like when their dad was coming back.

The bus stopped at a corner, indicating that it was time for Sam and Dean to get off. They stood and walked the small aisle as they existed off the bus.

As the bus passes them, a person noticed a small cabin-like house through a wooded path. Its like it was about to fall down any minute, but stable.

"Who would ever think to live there," Justin whispered to himself.

"Obviously, someone lives there," his friend Darrel opened up.

"Who?"

"Mr. Winchester and his two sons," Darrel pointed to the two brothers who were making their way to the cabin. "I heard he's a private detective of some sort and he investigates the supernatural."

"Yeah, right," Justin laughed.

"Man, its true. A friend of my dad had business with him."

"Yeah...Did he have a ghost in the closest," Justin joked, but at the same time sounded a little nervous.

"No, man, it was a poltergeist and it was in his basement. Mr. Winchester did his thing and got paid for it too. I heard he made a business out of it."

"Really."

"Yeah, it's weird, man."

Justin nods in agreement but couldn't help thinking more about their conversation. With one quick glance back at the old cabin, he looked ahead.

Sam and Dean were nearing their home when Dean glanced over to Sam once again lost in his thoughts.

"Alright Sammy, what's bothering you? It's the second time I've noticed you're

out in space, what's going on?"

"Nothing, I just got a lot on my mind that's all," Sam defended himself from his brother's question.

Dean studied his brother a little more before picking up his pace.

"Come boy wonder, let's hurry up and get inside."

Sam was lingering back a little in his thoughts again but was pulled back when Dean

called on him. He soon picked up the paced to catch up with his brother.

Later on that day, Sam was called from his room to come in the kitchen. He in his

room reading since they didn't have a TV to watch and he was bored. He walked into

the kitchen to find Dean at the stove stirring something in a small pot. From the

smell of it, it smells like macaroni and cheese. Sam put two bowls on the table

and sat down and Dean stirred the mix while placing it on the table; serving it as

well. Once settled, and Dean put the pot back on the stove, they sat down to eat.

The silence filled the room.

"Alright Sam, enough is enough, what's the matter with you. You're not yapping

like you use to."

Sam looked up from his bowl and looked at his brother, who was looking at him with

irritable written all over him.

"There was a fight today in the lunch room, between some boys..."

Dean relaxed a little. "Is that why you're all silence...because of a fight?"

"Dean."

"Okay tell me what happened. Either way I already heard about it so I don't

see what that has to do with you." Dean narrowed his eyes a little. "It

has nothing to do with you right?"

"No but I was there."

"Was it a good fight? If it was, I would have skipped English to go see it."

"Dean..."

"Alright, tell me what happened."

Sam took his time and told Dean everything that happened. Up to the point when he

followed Justin in the hall and back.

"Don't you think it's kind of odd that he would lie to his friends and the

teacher and check on the boy afterwards?"

"I don't know Sammy, maybe you're reading too much into this."

"Yeah but don't you think..."

"Sam give it a rest already. The boy and this kid Bobby were probably friends

once, he probably just wanted to check on him. Nothing odd about it. Now eat your

food, so you can get ready for bed."

Sam complied with his brother and ate the rest of his Mac and cheese. Maybe he was

reading too much into it. But he couldn't help to feel something wasn't right with

the whole ordeal. He has a bad feeling about this.

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