3 years later
It's been eight days since John last checked in. Dean's trying to act calm, but I can tell he's stressing.
"We should go look for him," I tell Dean.
"No. We're staying put." We've had this fight four times over the past two days.
"Dean, he hasn't answered any of our calls. He could be in trouble. Hell, he could be de-"
"Don't say that! He's alive."
"He might be alive, but he could in some sort of trouble. Better to be safe than sorry. I know you're worried about him," I sigh, sitting down on the motel bed.
"He can handle himself."
"I know that, but we need to be sure."
"I'm calling him," Dean says putting his phone to his ear. After a few seconds, he puts it back down. John didn't pick up.
"Fine, we'll go to look for him, but first I have to do something," Dean says standing up.
"You want to share what that is?"
"My brother. He's in college right now, he can help us," Dean tells me.
"A Winchester in college? That's crazier then what I do for a living!"
The impala stops at a parking lot of an apartment building I recognize. We're in the area I used to live in. I was never able to afford a nice apartment like these (I could barely afford my piece of shit one). But I had a friend who lived here. I wonder if they still do.
"I'll be out in a few minutes. Move into the backseat, my brothers gonna want to sit in the front," Dean says turning off the car.
"I'm good. If your brother wants the front, he can fight me for it." Dean lets out a laugh.
"This is gonna be interesting," he says before exiting the car. I look out the window and around the empty parking lot. Its early morning. Hopefully once Dean gets his brother, we'll get some sleep. I hate sleeping in the car. I have since I started hunting. I grab my book from my backpack and begin to read. I barley have time to read anymore, I never have the time. I used to love reading before I became a hunter. Sometimes it's nice to completely zone out of the fucked up world and going to someone else's. After a little bit, I hear voices outside. Dean must be explaining the situation to his brother. After a while, I hear the car door open. Still engaged in my book, I don't bother looking up.
"Hey buddy, get in the back," I say to Dean's brother, still looking down.
"Or you can get in the back, since this is my dad's car," I hear him say.
"Ok sport listen-"I look up. I know him. Oh god, I know him.
"S-Sam?"
"Sarah?!"
A/N- Yay chapter one! I hope you liked it. I'm gonna try to update daily, the next couple chapters might be a little short, but I'm gonna try to make them longer. Please leave a review so I know how I'm doing.