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Chapter 3

"Sam! Sammy!" Dean shouted angrily, although he was really more annoyed that he had ran away again. Last time it wasn't really him though. This time it was him. It had to be him because he had a charm to keep demons out.

Dean started to pace around the room thinking about where he could have gone and why. He was about to call Sam when he saw his mobile, still on the bedside table next to the full glass of water he made for him.

Dean started to pack their stuff before he went searching for his little brother. He had found out that Sam had taken a gun so he knew he must be hunting something. It was all packed apart from his knife, so he reached under his pillow for his knife and found that it wasn't there.

"Sammy, if your gonna go alone, at least don't take my stuff! Well I guess it is an improvement, my knife and his gun.' Dean thought as he quickly laughed to himself, 'He must be after something in his vision. It was so obvious he had a vision and he didn't tell me. Why didn't you tell me Sammy?'

He grabbed all of their gear and went out of the room. He shut and locked the door behind him and headed to his baby, the Impala. He gently threw their stuff in and headed over to the motel reception, after he made sure he had locked the Impala.

He opened the door to the reception and headed inside. There was no-one behind the counter so he quickly rang the bell. After a while a man came out from the room at the back. Dean looked at his badge to find out his name, Earl it said. Dean asked the man if he knew where Sam had gone, The tall guy with him who had the long dark hair.

"Yeah I know the guy. He came in and gave his key in minutes after you left. Nice car by the way."

"Thanks. Do you know where he was heading?" Dean asked. He had quickly changed the topic back to where Sam had gone because that was more important than talking about his car.

"Yeah, kind of. He walked after saying that you would be coming in to pay later. He looked troubled, like he had something big on his mind. He then walked over to that phone," Earl said whilst pointing across the road through the window to a phone box, "He made a few phone calls and then left in a passing taxi, a few minutes before you came back."

"Thanks for the help, Earl." Dean said just before he tried to get out of the motel reception, only to get called back to hand in his key and pay for the room. Reluctantly he paid for the room and then left.

He walked over to his Impala, but didn't go inside. He gently leant on the car as he got his phone out. He searched through his contacts to find out who he would have called.

"Hey Ellen. Did Sam call you earlier?"

The woman's voice on the other end of the line replied, "No. Why? What's happened now?"

"Nothing," he wasn't going to tell her that Sam had run off again, "Are you sure he hasn't called."

"I'm sure. I know how much you care for him Dean so I wouldn't lie to you."

"OK. Thanks." he quickly hung up the phone so she couldn't ask any more questions.

'Who else would you call Sammy?' Dean paused to think whilst he was searching through his contacts again.

'Bobby.' He thought as he just saw his name.

"Hey. Bobby did you get a call from Sam not long ago." Dean was worried about the answer. If Sam hadn't then who else would he have called.

"Yeah. Surely you were with him? Weren't you going to do a job?"

"No. He just…What did he say he was doing?"

"He wasn't too clear on that he just said he wanted to tell someone he would be going to the Adirondack Park on Route 87. I'm guessing that he has run away again."

'Adirondack park, Route 87. That's miles away. Why does he want to go there?'

"Yeah, he did. Did he say anything else?"

"Apart from 'Don't tell Dean, he'll go mad.' No, not really."

"Oh well thanks Bobby." Dean said before he hung his phone up and put it in his jacket pocket. He quickly jumped in his car and sped on his way to the park.

Dean had gotten so angry that Sam hadn't told him about his vision, he could have almost hit something, but he resisted the urge. He didn't want to ruin his baby.

'Sammy. You could of waited a few more minutes for me. Why don't you trust me.'

Dean rested his elbow on the door with his head leant on his fist, as he knew it was going to be a long journey.

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