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Chapter 5 Call for Help

Sam's phone rang, and for a moment he thought about not getting it from his nightstand. But Jess helped him decide as the sound broke her from her sleep.

"You better answer that Sam, or so help me I'm gonna kick your ass." Jess said as she turned over.

"Okay you highness." Sam mumbled before he grabbed it. Sam Winchester. He answered still half asleep.

"Hey Sammy, I got your messages. What's going on?" His father asked curiously.

"I wish I knew Dad. Dean is here, or at least I think it's Dean." Sam answered wiping the sleep from his eyes and rolling out of the bed.

"What do you mean that you think it's Dean?" Sam your brother hasn't changed that much. John commented in confusion. His boys could tell each other by the sound of their breathing.

"Just what it sounds like I mean, Dad." Sam said as his anger began to spike. "How long has it been since you heard from Dean?" He asked taking a breath to calm down.

"It's been maybe two years... His father trailed off as if he hadn't realized it had been that long. Just have him to call me, I'll straighten him out." John commanded.

"Two years, you haven't spoke to you child in two years. And you weren't worried about him?" Sam asked this time in full blown rage. Thinking that maybe it would have been better not to have involved his father in this.

"I've been busy, looking for the demon. I thought that maybe he was mad at me for saying those things to you, and just didn't want to talk." His father defended himself. "He's not the only one who I haven't talked to. Besides your brother can take care of himself."

It was bad enough when he thought about having abandoned his brother. This was too much, what his father was telling him, was essentially that after he left for college, Dean had no one. And to tell the truth he wouldn't blame his brother for being mad. Sam had Jess, and other friends. Well maybe not at first, but he knew that he could call his brother and he doubted that Dean knew that he could call him.

"I need your help, Dad." Sam stated simply.

"Okay...okay, son. But you need to tell me exactly what's going on."

"So, your brother...is working at a cafe? And he doesn't go by his name?" His father recounted what Sam had just told him.

"Yes, and he goes by John Glock." Sam informed him.

"It really doesn't sound like something I can help you with. I mean you know how your brother is when he gets mad. Sounds like you two just need to talk." His father told him in a sincere manner.

"That's it? You aren't even gonna make the trip?" Sam asked not believing his father's sense of priorities.

"Not right now, son. I'm getting close to the thing that killed your mother, but keep me informed." His father answered and then ended the call.

"Great, I guess that I'm by myself on this one." Sam said as he closed his phone.

Sam really wanted to believe that his brother was just mad at his family, and decided to be childish. But that didn't feel right, mad Dean usually lead to fist flying, or just being quiet. It didn't add up, this wasn't like his brother.

TBC

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