Chapter: 8

It had been a day already and when it got dark again that day, Cora began to panic as she saw that they still hadn't returned, she couldn't last another day in the musky apartment by herself. She couldn't remember the last time she had been so lonely, and scared. Every creak or bump that she heard in the house made her jump. Cora finished her dinner in a hurry to get to bed and wake up the next day where it would be light out again. As she was walking towards the sink with her food she heard a loud slam outside and headlights came through the window. She ran as fast as she could towards the window and when she looked out and saw the impala she felt a rush of relief. Cora sprinted outside and stopped dead in her tracks when she saw Dean was the only one to step out.

"Where's Sam?" Cora asked as Dean began to walk towards the house.

"Move Cora" Dean answered as he pushed past her. Cora ran towards the door and put her arms out so that she blocked the doorway. She looked up angrily at her brother,

"Where's Sam?" she demanded again.

"Cora I'm not gonna tell you again, move" he said through clenched teeth. With Dean this close Cora noticed something different about Dean. A foul stench hit her nostrils that she recognized before. It was alcohol she was sure. She had smelled the same thing when her brothers drank beer with their meals. His eyes were red rimmed and his tone was more serious than usual.

"No Dean, not till you tell me" Cora pouted. Dean grabbed Cora roughly and shoved her to the ground as his rage got the best of him. Cora landed hard on the ground, catching herself with her hands. She started crying as she looked over at him and Dean strode over her and grabbed her shoulders.

"Stop that crying you hear me?" Dean demanded as he gave her a good shake. She tried hard to stop her tears but when she caught a glimpse of her hands she let out a shriek of pain and her body racked with sobs. "Lemme see your hands" Dean stated. Cora clenched them and shook her head as she moved them behind her back. She bit her bottom lip to keep it from trembling and Dean furrowed his brows at her. "I said let me see Cora" Dean snapped. Cora held them in front of her and Dean was surprised by how badly they had gotten cut up. The sidewalk she had caught herself on had caused scratches up and down her soft hands. Dean sighed and hauled her up by the wrist as he pulled her towards the bathroom. He held her hands under the sink and she yelped in pain. The blood ran down the sink and Dean reached for the clear liquid in the medicine cabinet. Cora knew it was used to disinfect cuts and also how bad it stung. Whenever she had gotten hurt as a kid she would hide the injury from her mom to avoid the stinging liquid, when her mom found out later on one day when a cut had gotten infected, she told Cora she would switch the disinfect to Neosporin. Cora was hesitant at first of the cream but it proved to not hurt at all and now whenever she would fall or get hurt she would gladly tell her mom.

"N…no Dean" Cora said shakily. "It stings!" Cora then jerked her hand out of his grip.

"Grow up Cora you aren't a baby!" Dean replied as he grabbed her wrists easily and poured the liquid over her palms. Cora screamed and started crying again and Dean wrapped white bandages around them to stop the bleeding. Cora pulled her hands away right after the bandages were applied and looked over at him angrily.

"What?" Dean demanded, "You got something to say?"

"I want Sam" Cora said seriously as she held her hands close to her.

"Well too bad, cause he's gone" Dean said simply.

"What?" Cora asked.

"I don't know where he is, he just disappeared" Dean explained.

"No…. he promised he'd come back" Cora said in disbelief.

"I'm not giving up on him, you can count on that" Dean started. Cora nodded and Dean left her. The moment he was gone Cora let the tears fall, she was more scared and alone now than when she had been left for 2 days.

"You promised me Sam" she said softly. After a little while Cora went to her room and grabbed her two stuffed animals and held them close to her. "He'll come back, he promised you guys too" she whispered. Around dinner time Cora went to the kitchen to grab some food. She spotted Dean passed out on the couch, a bottle of whiskey still gripped in his hand. Cora ate by herself and went back to her room, there she worried herself to sleep.

Please take some time to review! We're gonna hit some more Dean/Cora moments in these next couple chapters. Where did Sam go? What do you think should happen to him? Please leave any suggestions!