AN: I hope you all like this one, I'll try to update once again more frequently now that things are starting to settle down. Take care!!! OH! Don't forget to let me know if you do like it!


John glanced in the rear view mirror to check on his little brothers and was happy to see that Sammy was still sleeping as soundly as he could under the circumstances. It hadn't been easy convincing either of his brothers that he hadn't completely lost his mind when he had left the attic with only a bag and a whole new attitude, but somehow he knew that if they had any chance of keeping the wrong people from Sammy then they needed to make themselves scarce – immediately if not sooner.

Dean knew that his big brother had some sort of plan, but he couldn't help but wonder if it was a good one. When John had showed up with a large duffle bag filled with clothes and necessities for each of them and barking orders he had to admit he was sure the older boy had finally lost it, it wasn't until he laid it out on the line that made him think that maybe getting lost for awhile would be the best thing to do for now; after all, it's not like their friends were helping. Now though as he watched Sammy's breathing he started to doubt the wisdom of just taking off in the middle of the night, this could be the very thing that their enemies wanted them to do. Leaning back against the Impala's backseat he continued to stroke Sammy's hair in hopes of keeping the younger boy in peaceful slumber for a little while longer.

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Jim should have known that something was up just by the fact that Joshua had called him instead of Bobby, but it wasn't until he was halfway to his destination that that very thought crashed into his brain making him slam on the brakes and do a tight U-turn in the middle of the highway. As he slammed the palm of his hand against the steering wheel he felt ten times the fool for ever leaving the boys to their own devices even for the night and wouldn't blame any of them if they told him to leave and never come back.

It was just as long a drive to the Winchester house as it was away from it, and from the looks of it, it had been way too long. All the lights were off in the house and the driveway was empty, giving the house an abandoned feel to it. Not liking what he saw Jim quickly made his way to the side door and picked the lock knowing that if anyone was home they'd let their presence known if by no other means than the cocking of a shotgun.

When silence welcomed him after he swung the door opened, he knew that things were more dire than he initially thought. Rushing through the house he quickly surmised that there were no struggles giving him the impression that they had just calmly walked out of the house and didn't come back.

"What the hell are you thinking John?" he asked quietly to the stillness of the house before turning back towards the open doorway in hopes of finding a lead to which direction they had taken.

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It didn't take Sammy long to figure out where he was and who he was using as a pillow, but it did take a bit to remember why he was in the position he was in. When the memory of his big brother ordering them to the car came back he started to feel as if this were actually the nightmare and the darkness before was his real life – there was no way John would have just walked away from everything he knew and loved. The thought that his brother had done it before had managed to jump into his head and claw its way around for a few moments before his senses came back and was able to subdue that unwanted wayward thought.

"It's ok Sammy, I got you." Dean whispered as he continued to run his fingers through his little brothers dark curls.

Sammy looked up sleepily and saw that his brother was watching him closely, possibly in hopes of making sure not to scare him. Although he appreciated the effort, he knew that he was going to be scared no matter what and that was something he could do without. Cautiously he sat up and looked at John who was giving the Impala a workout on the long stretch of road. Curious, he looked back and Dean with a question in his eyes and wasn't surprised when all he received was a shrug of the shoulders for an answer.

"Hey buddy, how you feeling?" John asked as he glanced in the rear view mirror. Seeing the slight nod he smiled before he looked at the gas tank and sighed. "Ok, we need a fill up in more ways than one. The next place that has a restaurant attached we'll stop in, sound good to you?"

"Yeah John that sounds good… Sammy's still too skinny as it is, he can't miss anymore meals." Dean said with slight condemnation in his voice. It wasn't his idea to uproot the remaining members of their family in the middle of the night, and he'd be damned if he was going to let the smallest and more fragile of them get neglected in the process.

John felt guilty enough as it was but to be reminded of Sammy's continued weight loss was almost too much for him to handle at that moment. Taking in a deep breath he steeled himself for what needed to be done because if he was going to pull this off he couldn't afford any mistakes and that meant that being his little brothers' friend might have to take the backseat for awhile. His musings were interrupted by a hand pointing up ahead to a small diner with a gas pump to the side. Nodding, he eased the classic beauty into a space close to the front and quickly checked to make sure no one had followed them before allowing the others out of the car as well.

Sammy knew that something was going on but at the moment he couldn't figure out what it was. Both his brothers were acting strange and he had to wonder if it was all because of him or if there was something else going on. The only thing that he was sure of was that he wished that the past couple months had never happened, that their parents were still alive and there were all happy again. Feeling as if he was being stupid, he got out of the car dejectedly before he allowed himself to be herded into the diner for what he was sure was going to be another forced meal with forced conversation and a dash of forced banter tossed in for effect.

Looking between Dean and Sammy, John knew that he was about to make things worse, but it was something he was going to have to do so they would understand what was going on – not that he knew what was going on, but he did know that he needed to make sure both his brothers were safe and there was no way they were going to be that again at their old house, he just needed to figure out how he was going to explain that to his little brothers.

Dean knew John was mulling something over but also knew that they were running out of time to hash it all out before it didn't matter anymore. Waiting until the waitress left their water and silverware on the table, he finally decided it was now or never. He would always think back to that precise moment of when his oldest brother lost all composure when he asked, "So Johnny, mind telling us why we're now in the middle of God only knows where when we could still be asleep in our beds?"

John had just taken a drink of his ice water when Dean asked the one question that he had been dreading and now that he was not only choking, but spilling the water everywhere, he couldn't have answered if he had tried. It took a few minutes before the coughing settled and the tears finally dried before he looked at his little brothers and knew instantly that there was no way he was getting out of this without telling them the truth – he had no plan, they had no back up, and by now the law was probably on their asses just as much as those demons back home – yeah, that was something he really wanted to share. 'Well Hell.' He thought as he wished, not for the first time, that he had a stronger drink handy.

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After getting hold of both Joshua and Bobby, Jim allowed himself to relax for a moment before he started making other phone calls to see if there were any signs that the boys were planning on leaving, signs that he and the others had missed. It wasn't until he found the bank receipts for the mortgage payments that he suddenly felt as if his stomach had dropped to his feet; the boys were still making payments.

Armed with this new information he set about the house to try and gather up as much information as he could find and came up with hardly anything of use – mainly because the only thing he could really tell was missing was Sammy's journal, but then again it could just be hidden really well. Sighing he took a moment and thought about the foolishness of that thought before checking the time and saw that he could now get hold of more people and possibly piece this whole situation together, then again what was there to piece together? The boys were being backed into a corner and without others to back them up, they left – end of story.

The sound of Bobby's truck pulling into the driveway made him take another look around the house before rushing out and motioned the other man to keep the engine running.

"We screwed up old man… their gone and they didn't leave a sign to where they're heading." Jim growled out as he slipped into the passenger seat and slammed the door.

Bobby hadn't known what to expect, but he knew that this wasn't it. Letting out a slight growl of his own, he peeled out of the drive and headed towards the highway. It was a long shot, but they had a fifty - fifty chance of which direction the eldest Winchester boy had rushed off to, at least that's what he told himself all the while trying not to think of all the back roads and cow paths that they could have pulled off onto.

'We'll find them.' Bobby thought as the images of what could happen to them played out in his mind. "No, we'll find them!" he vowed aloud, ignoring the shocked look on Jim's face.

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Dean refused to give in and even ignored Sammy's silent plea not to start a fight. If their big brother was going to drag them all over the damn place, then didn't they have to right to know what the plan was… or even if there was one?

"Dean, look kiddo, I know that this whole situation sucks, but you have to trust me, ok?" John asked as he tried to convey silently the reason why he didn't want to get into this right now. There was no way he wanted to freak out their baby brother any more than he was already.

"Nope, sorry Johnny, you need to do better than that. What the hell is going on and what makes you think you can do things better than anyone else?" Dean demanded before he chanced a glance at Sammy and seeing his shocked brother's face. Yeah, he knew he was being an ass but this whole situation was ridiculous.

John took a deep breath as he tried to form his thoughts into a seamless stream instead of the jumbled mess it seemed to be at the moment. Looking between his little brothers he suddenly felt the weight of what he'd done crush him and he had to wonder if he was doing the right thing after all. Then he caught a glimpse of the increased tremors that were skating over Sammy's small frame and he knew that any doubt he had would get them all killed. Making up his mind, he nodded. "Ok, you're right; you need to know why we left. That doctor was possessed and making Sammy think that he was the cause of all of this. Too make matters worse he wanted our little brother to tell him something that he probably doesn't even know. When I got home and talked to Judge Anderson I knew that things weren't going to go in our favor and there's no way I'm going to risk losing you two to a system that has no idea what's really out there."

Stunned, Dean could only stare at John for a moment before he pulled Sammy closer to his side to try to soothe the younger boy's fears. It was obvious that his baby brother was terrified, but trying to put on a brave front for his older brothers. God, how he loved the kid.

"I took mom and dad's insurance money and here we are. I figure that if we stay on the road for awhile that we might be able to lose anyone or anything trying to trail us, at least until we figure out what else to do. I know I should have told you what I was doing, but it just felt like if we didn't go right then, then we wouldn't be able to." John said quietly as he drank more of his water and hoped that he wouldn't have to justify his actions anymore.

Sammy looked between his brothers and knew that he was the reason why they had to leave home and it hurt. Looking down at his hands he tried to will himself away. So lost in his thoughts he had lost track of time and was startled when Dean shook his shoulder slightly to get his attention. Raising his attention he saw that not only had he missed the waitress coming back for their order, but that his brothers ordered for him and he was now facing not only a large breakfast that he had no way of knowing how he was going to eat, but also the concerned looks on his brothers faces. Sighing, he chose to ignore their questions in favor of tackling the short stack in front of him with one thought running through his mind. 'I'll find a way to stop this. I have to… even if the yellow eyed man kills me.'