I'm sorry this chapter is so short... I thought I would stop it there. Next chapter will be longer, I promise.

Chapter 25

Sam and Dean just stood there staring at one another, not saying a word. Without a second thought, Dean headed for the door.

"Dean," Sam turned to face him. "Where're you going?"

"I'm going to find her," the reply came, Dean already walking across the parking lot.

Sam quickly followed him. "You don't know where she is, Dean."

"It doesn't matter I'll walk all around this town until I do."

"Dean, stop. I need to tell you something."

Dean sighed and faced him. "What?"

"This morning… Dean, I saw it happen."

"Saw what happen?"

"The accident, I saw the accident before it happened."

Dean's expression changed from worry to anger. "You mean to tell me you saw Summer get in a freakin' accident, and you didn't tell me!"

"I started to before she walked out of the bathroom. I didn't tell you while she was there because I didn't want to scare her."

"So what, you thought it was better to leave her in the dark when she was in danger? What the hell were you thinking?" Dean walked over to him and grabbed the front of Sam's shirt and he pushed him up against a car, the anger visible on his face. "She could be dead right now because of you keeping it from us!"

"I'm sorry, Dean. I didn't mean to…"

"Sorry isn't good enough," he spoke through gritted teeth. "This is on you," he added before he let go of his shirt, stepping backwards, walking away without another word.

Neither of them spoke after that, instead, they kept some distance from each other while they walked aimlessly down the road, hoping to see any sign of the accident. After some time, they spotted the Impala.

Dean, without hesitation, ran toward his car, and as he got closer, the drivers' side door opened, Summer climbed out. "Summer!" he called out, the worry and relive evident in his voice.

She turned and saw him running to her. "Dean," she managed to say as she moved slowly to him.

Once he reached her, he pulled her into him, holding her tightly. "Baby, are you ok?" he asked before he stepped backwards to get a better look at her, checking her for any injures.

She nodded slowly in reply.

"I thought… I heard you scream… god…" Dean pulled her to him again not able to speak at that moment.

"The car's fine," Sam spoke up walking to them after he looked at the car. "Doesn't have any signs of even being hit, how is that possible?"

Summer turned her head in his direction. "That's because I got out of the way. I was scared, thinking I was going to... I screamed. Instead, that car got it," she pointed to the car a couple feet away from them.

"I'm glad you're all right," Sam said as he smiled and pulled her to him for a hug. "I thought it was you."

"I got lucky I guess," she told him.

"Damn right you got lucky," Dean spoke as he grabbed a hold of her and brought her to him again.

"I'm going to check on them," Sam said making his way to the other vehicles.

"Come on," Dean wrapped an arm around Summer's shoulder, guiding her back to the car and set her inside, in the front, figuring Sam could sit in the back. He lowered himself inside afterwards, he turned to face her and saw how shaken up she looked still. "Everything's fine," he told her as he gripped her hand in his own lightly. "You're safe."

She gave him a weak smile, not bothering to say anything, what could she say anyway? She leaned against the seat and kept her eyes on the other two cars while Sam talked with one of the people.

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"Alright, so we're just sitting around here, anyone want to do anything?" Dean asked looking at his brother and girlfriend who were sitting on the beds.

"I'd rather just stay here," Summer spoke first. "I think I've had enough excitement for a couple days to last me a lifetime."

"What she said," Sam agreed as he typed away on the laptop keyboard.

"Ok," Dean shrugged and he sat beside Summer, wrapping a arm around her waist, pulling her toward him as he lied down. "I actually wouldn't mind just lying here with you."

"Hey Dean," Sam glanced at him.

"Hmm?"

"I thought you said no chick-flick-moments?"

Dean turned a bit to face his brother and gave him a smirk. "I'd rather have chick-flick-moments with my girlfriend not my brother."

Sam nodded. "Good point," he went back to what he was doing, he began typing away again on the keyboard, which was already annoying Dean.

"Hey Sam…"

"What?"

"Quit with the typing, huh? It's drivin' me insane."

Sam sighed as he pushed the laptop off his lap, and moved up toward the upper part of the bed and laid back, his head leaning against the headboard while his back lied on his pillow. He crossed his arms over his chest and closed his eyes. After about a minute, he opened his right eye and saw Dean and Summer lying on their bed, Dean lying the same way as him with Summer lying beside him, her head on his shoulder with his arm wrapped protectively around her. Sam gave a small smile, he was happy his brother found someone to love and be loved. Truth be told, he hated how Dean would go from one girl to another when they would hit the bars, it felt like he was using them for his own pleasure and not caring what the girl may think, unless she was just like him, which a few of them probably did. He shut his eye closed and decided to rest a while.

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"Shhh, you're going to wake him up," Summer hushed Dean as she giggled, watching him hold a paper bag in one hand and another bag in the other. The two quietly moved past Sam's bed and to theirs, setting the two bags down and Dean faced her, a grin plastered on his face. He reached for one of the bags and handed it to her. "Take this into the bathroom. You know what to do."

"You know he's going to chop our heads off and toss our bodies in a fire pit when he realizes what we've done," she said taking a hold of the bag and already made her way to the bathroom.

"Well, I figured since he started that pranking stuff back in TN, and we never got around to finish it… I thought, what the hell, right? Why not continue it," he explained as he grabbed the other bag and opened it up, reaching inside, he pulled out a small snake.

Summer shivered looking at the snake and went into the bathroom without another word while Dean went to Sam and started to place the snake on the bed.