AT BOBBY'S
(ring ring ring)
"boy do you have any idea what time it is?"
"yes..i'm sorry bobby but it..its sam"
"well whats wrong with him "
"he doesnt remember anything"
"from your last hunt you mean?"
"no..he doesnt remember anything except his and my name"*and the impala*
"why didn't you call me earlier ya idjit?"
"i was trying to calm sam down...he doesn't know how we got here ,what im doing.. the only thing that seems to help, is driving around in the impala
it seems to help him think and his fever is dropping...i stopped a while back we just passed moab ..bobby i'm really worried about sam..we've driven past these damn rocks so many times in his life
i'm surprised he's not complaining about a change of scene-" he dropped the phone when he noticed sam mumbling in his sleep (back in impala)
"nuu...dad why...i dont wanna kill things...no.."a single tear ran down his clammy cheek "winchesters don't cry .."he mumbled then woke with a start..
"sam, you ok?..err..better?"
"dude, if this is about dad it's not fun- his eyes rolled up in his head and he slumped back against the window
*did sam just talk about dad?* dean picked the phone back up "bobby we need to get to you. SOON" he hung up'
" ? hey wake up"
a mumbled mrrrngh was all he got in response
"sam..."he shoke his shoulder"get up"
*he heard the voice telling him to get up ...but he was just so comfortable...! why was he comfortable if he had a fever and a concussion? and he knew the number 1 rule :no sleeping with a concussion*
"ok..ok im up just get outta my face.. jerk"
dean grinned *progress?* "ok...bitch... whats your name?"
"sam winshester"
"who am i ?"
"dean winshester
"when were you born?"
"1983"
"where?"
"lawrence, kansas"
*hes remembering more!* dean thought excitedly
"ok you passed out you need to stay up "
"m'kay" sam mumbled ...seconds later he was snoring again
*i love the kid but jeez how much can one guy sleep?*
dean had given sam a couple sleeping pills but that was several hours ago .he counted backwards sam had slept about 18 hours since they left the wagon wheel.
which meant he had been up 18 hours...he debated waiting until he got to bobbys they wre only another 3 or 4 hours away...but decided it was best if he got some sleep
he pulled baby over to the shoulder, leaned his head on the window and within minutes he was out