A/N: Ok. Forgot on the last chapter to add warnings and that stuff

Disclaimer: Supernatural, Sam AND Dean are not mine, sadly. OH and neither is the kickass car.

BUT! the story, and the vampire character(s) are mine.

As far as sex scenes go this is not the sex chapter. I will alert you of this when that time comes.

But, that is NOT this chapter. There is not a thing of slash in this chapter.. just brotherly love (You can all go 'Awww' now), and its all like.. fluffy too..

OH and one more thing: The lyrics you see in the previous chapter come from Flyleafs "I'm Sorry"

Now, Sam was about 22 and had left for college, had a steady girlfriend, he had a good life. Then she was killed.

By a Demon.

AND NOW He had to go on a hunt with his brother to kill it because this was the same thing that killed his mom and now it had killed Jessica.

"Welcome home little brother" Dean said

"Yeah great"

"What? No hug, no kiss; no 'Hi honey I'm home?'" Dean snickered

"Dean, quit being an ass. I'm only here because I wanna find that.. THING"

Dean was about 26 by now. He had almost forgotten about his younger doings. Almost. Until he saw Sam again, it all came flooding to his mind again like it had just happened yesterday.

"I'm sorry bro" he said, and reached out toward Sam's shoulder.

Sam shrinked back away from his brothers touch. Dean saw this and flinched.

"I'm sorry for Jessica too"

He did'nt know what to do. He knew that sorry would'nt work on Sam anymore.

"Let's just go ok?"

Sam got into the passenger seat of his brothers beautiful Impala. That thing did'nt like Sam very much, he could just tell.. he knew it.

They started on their trip in silence. For 2 years they fought demons together, they also got closer to each other. Almost like when they were so much younger, before Dean had changed

One day Dean decided that they needed a break. They needed to go home, or find a place to call home for a while.

They were in a old motel on the side of some unknown road.

"Hey Sam.. Sammy! Wake up dude."

Sam mumbled "Huh? What? What did you do? What are we killing?"

"Where would you like to go?"

Sam automaticall whipped out his laptop to look up more crap as usual. Dean grabbed the laptop and put it down

"No." Dean said "Not another hunt, a break. We need a break from all this... you need a break I can see how its wearing you down. We are going away from all this hunting for a while. NOW. Where would you like to go?"

Dean seemed like he really wanted to go somewhere, away.

Why? Sam wondered. Everything had been going better, or as good as it could go considering their job. But, everytime Dean seemed to be getting closer to him he could just close his eyes and remember everything. Or when Dean got mad or blew up at him he'd remember everything and close up like a clam shell. He had a feeling that Dean knew it, or that he could feel it anyways.

"Uhh... Texas"

Dean laughed "Why Texas?"

"I don't know. I like cows."

"Cows. You want to go to Texas to see cows? Sure." Dean just thought his brother was being stupid. But, whatever Sammy wanted was what Dean wanted to give to him. After all, he loved that kid so much. He'd been trying to patch their relationship since he was 16. It seemed impossible. But they needed to talk so badly. They needed to get away from a stupid damn hunt so they could talk and be normal for a while.

SO! They headed toward Texas.

They got into the car and was driving down the road toward the general direction of Texas. Finally after what seemed like hours and hours, it was only an hour or so, Dean could'nt stand the silence.

They where near Texas anyways so Dean stopped and went to a random motel on the side of the road.

"Where to now little bro?" Dean said hoping to start a converation, even if it was just stupid stuff.

Sam thought "How about Fort worth, or San Antonio?" Sam had read about all kinds of different werid things happening around those places. He knew that Dean didn't want to go on a hunt but Sam did'nt wanna be bored the whole time, who knew what Dean really wanted to do?

"Uhh, ok whatever. We'll stay here tonight and then we should be able to make it within the next day or two."

Dean decided to go get food after they had settled in the motel.

"Stay here ok? I'm gonna go get some food and then I wanna talk to you"

"Ok, whatever. Just not MCDonalds"

"Why?"

"I saw that movie about it, that's not real food man."

"Whatever. I'll be back."

Dean came back a bit later.

He got McDonalds.

Sam asked him "What is that?"

"That's all there was around here. Just eat it."

Dean tossed the bag toward Sam on the bed. Then he went to sit on his own bed, took off his boots and spread out on his bed on his back. Looking up at the ceiling he started thinking

Is there a reason that Sam might wanna go to those places? He seemed really specific. Oh well, Everythings better in Texas is what I hear... He smiled at that thought, he'd just have to find out for himself if everything was really better.

Dean sat up and decided to go ahead and eat. Sam was already sitting at the little table in the middle of the room eating his food, they sat and ate in silence.

Finally Dean got irritated.

"Why don't you talk?!" Sam caught off guard looked up startled.

"Huh? What are you talking about?" He replied off-handedly

"You know what I'm talking about, the stony silences, the fact that you won't even let me near you whenever I get mad. What is it? You have'nt been the same these past few weeks, and I'm beginning to worry man. What is up with you?"

Sam sat back and tried to think calmly. He decided to go about this rationally instead of blowing up, then everything would just get getting emotionally hectic. He decided to keep it all inside. He didn't want -well he didn't know what he wanted. He decided that he'd try to get Dean to forget about it.

"I don't know. I don't want to talk about it"

Dean just got angrier. "NO! We are going to talk, now." He grabbed Sams arm to pull him nearer to him.

"OW! Quit that!" Sam grimaced.

"What? I barely even touched you. How would that hurt?" Sam looked down and didn't answer. He still had ahold of Sam's arm so he pulled back Sam's sleeve.

"What--?" He saw deep cuts measuring from Sams elbow to his wrist. Most of them seemed newer and some looked older.

"What is that?" He gestured towards Sams arm.

Sam shrank back away from Deans touch and voice.

"Uhh, its nothing, its from our last hunt." Dean looked towards Sams arm with disbelief.

"No, its not. Have you been doing this long? How come I never knew? When did you start this? and I really wanna know why you never told me."

Sam couldn't take it anymore, he had been holding everything in for so long that he felt like he was going to explode!

"I couldn't tell you, how could I? It's YOUR fault! Also, for your information I've been doing this since I left for college." Sam all but yelled. Dean couldn't believe what he had just said, his mind reeled. What has he done? Why.. What did I do? Why couldn't he talk to him? His mind answered for him 'Maybe because you ignored every sign that he has ever shown?'

Dean still couldn't believe that Sam, his Sammy, would do this.

"I've been saying sorry for years! What can I do? I'd do anything for you, why can't you see that? I've been trying since I was 16 to try and make it better, I know it might now be the same but Sammy I've changed. I was wrong. I know that all I do is hurt you but I want to try to make up for it, or at least try to make it a little better. What can I do?"

Sam looked up at Dean, who was standing over him, with tears in each mans eyes. Dean continued.

"I'd do anything for you Sam. I look out for you because I want to and I love you. I'm sorry that I ever made you think that I hated it or hated you."

Sam got up and went to his bed. He sat there with his head in his hands. He thought about what he should say to Dean carefully.

"Dean, I let you do all that stuff because I loved -love- you and I'd have done whatever -and still would- I needed to make you happy. If you needed to hurt me or do things to me then I understood and shut my mouth and bared it. I thought that if I let you do things that eventually you'd have seen just how much I loved you and would stop, but when you did stop it was without warning and I didn't know what to think."

Dean was not used to all this emotional stuff, he really didn't care for it especially.

"This is a chick flick moment if I ever saw one." Dean chuckled in spite of the situation and went over to Sam. He put his hand on Sam's shoulder and said quietly.

"I was really angry back then. I never told you or dad why though. You guys never knew why I was so fucked up. You never knew why I messed up badly with you, or why I had said and did all the things that I did. I never told dad what happend to me that year one time while hunting with him. Or why I started to resent you more and more."

Now it was sam's turn to ask the questions.

TBC...

Yeah isn't that a bitch?
Sorry about the cliffhanger..

I'll update within the week. I'm working on the next chapter right now.


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