Summary: What happens when something more human threatens the brothers?
Disclaimer: Still do not own Supernatural in any way possible.
AN: Sorry, no mushy stuff if that's what anyone wanted. No hugs or anything. But, there is some brotherly banter! Gotta love that! But it's pretty short, but finalizing in that kind of way. And I've have to say, 55 reviews was not what I expected when I started writing this story. Thank you all so much!
So, here's the FINAL CHAPTER of Panic!
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Chapter 7
Dean drove down the dark, desolate highway at around nine o'clock at night, headed towards Rapid City, South Dakota.
After returning to the motel to pack up their belongings, Sam had searched the internet for any gigs to keep the hunters occupied for the next few days. After a quick google search of states in the Midwest, somewhere very far away from Virginia, he soon found a mysterious unsolved murder in a city, curiously, named Rapid City.
The body of an eighteen year old woman had been found on the edge of Black Hills National Forest; however, there appeared to be no signs of the exact cause of death. It seemed no one could explain the way the young woman died, so Sam decided it would be a good place to go and get their minds off what has happened the during their stay in Richmond.
Sam still hadn't found out exactly what had happened in the cabinwhile he was waiting in the car for Dean to return, even though he had a pretty good idea,
And Dean wasn't telling.
Now, the brothers sat silently in the black Impala, with only the sound of the engine and AC/DC to fill the empty air.
But Sam decided to change all of that.
"Thanks, man," Sam quietly said from the passenger side of the car, eyes gazing out of the window, lazily watching the scenery fly by.
Dean looked away from the road to see that his brother was still staring out of the window, before answering.
"You're welcome," he said, eyes returning to the road, "but next time, let's just take all our pent-up aggression out on evil demons. I sure can't say I hate doing that."
"Fine by me, maybe we can go crazy on this new one's ass," Sam replied, turning to now face his brother, " 'cause I know I'm looking forward to beginning a new hunt."
"You?" Dean said in mock surprise, "You are looking forward to the next hunt? Wow, the world must really be coming to an end."
"Shut up," Sam said with no real menace in his voice.
"No, you shut up."
"No you!"
"You!"
"Dean! Remember what I said about you acting like you're six?" Sam said before throwing his travel map at Dean's head.
"Hey! No throwing projectiles at the driver's head! And to answer your question...yeah. Dude I'm not retarded you know."
"Well, I have decided to amend my statement. For you, you were acting more like...twenty-six."
"Dude, was that supposed to be an insult? Because if it was, you must really be running out of yourgood material or something."
"Whatever, just drive jerk."
"Just shut up, I was listening to some music before you decided to interrupt my song, bitch."
"Yeah, yeah..." Sam said before Dean reached over and turned up the volume knob, 'TNT' suddenly filling up the cramped space of the car.
Sam watched as Dean tapped his fingers on the steering wheel in beat with the song, and in that moment he wondered how he could ever live without his brother again. It would be like losing a part of himself in the process. Sam's mind filled with thoughts of his childhood, forcing a small smile to spread across his face for the rest of the ride.
Off to a new adventure, a new chapter in their life story.
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AN: I decided to finish this story today because I didn't want to leave y'all hanging for two weeks! Aren't I so nice? Haha...so, I'm hoping everyone liked my story, even though it took me about four months to get up all together! So...
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