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A/N I'd just like to say thanks to everyone for reading and reviewing, I hope you enjoyed. I'm on holidays for a week now so I'd like to say sorry in advance if I'm a little late replying!!!
One Week Later…………….
Dean watched as his brother packed his bag, the new clothes that they had bought being carefully folded and stored away. Sam had been quiet all day, but Dean wasn't surprised, as the past week had taken its toll on his brother. They had awoken to Sam's cell ringing the morning after they had cleared the air and set things straight. Jessica's parents had wanted to include Sam in the funeral arrangements. Dean will never forget the look on Sam's face, it was as if he had expected it to be a bad dream and that everything would be ok in the morning, however that was not to be.
He had dropped his brother off to meet with Jessica's parents and after the tenth time of asking Sam if he wanted him to stay, to which he got a negative response, he had made his way back to his brothers apartment to try and find out what had happened. The blaze seemed to have been contained mainly to the bedroom, but apart from picking up some EMF readings using the EMF Meter that he converted from a walkman, the only other thing he found traces of sulphur. It was as he expected before coming to the apartment, whatever had caused this was long gone.
The funeral went by in a blur for Sam, he sat beside Jessica's parents with Dean sitting directly behind him. Feeling very uncomfortable where he was, all he wanted to stand up and scream that it was his fault that Jess was dead, and that it should have been him that had died that night. The sympathetic glances from his friends, from Jess's parents even Dean were beginning to drive him crazy, he needed to find the thing that had killed his girlfriend, he needed to find his father to tell him how sorry he was that he had left, that he didn't mean the words he said the night he left, but most of all he needed to let him know that he was now in the fight.
Dean had been eager to start looking for his Dad, but he had watched Oprah enough to know that closure was important, so Sam would have his closure, he wasn't going to try and force his brother to leave when he wasn't ready. To be honest he didn't know how to broach that subject with his brother. Part of him was sure that Sam would want revenge, want to help him find there father and go back on the road with him, but there was another part that niggled away at him wondering if Sam would tell him that he was going to stay, that this was the life he always wanted.
Thankfully for Dean he never had to ask Sam, as soon as the funeral was over and Sam had spoken to Jess's parents he walked towards him and told him that if they hurried they could be on the road in an hour. Leaving an opened mouthed Dean, Sam walked away and headed towards the Impala.
So here they were one hour later, Dean watching his brother zipping his duffle bag closed.
"Sam, are you sure that you don't want to stay one more night, I mean we can go to Jess's parents house like they asked and leave first thing in the morning?" he asked, watching as his brother came to a stop and looked at him with those brown expressive eyes.
"No Dean I'm sure, I mean thanks for asking but I'm ready to leave."
"Well if you're sure?" Dean asked again giving his brother one last chance to change his mind.
"Dean, I gotta find Dad, I gotta find the thing that killed Jess, so we don't have time to stay here cause we've got work to do." With that he walked past his brother with his bag in his hand, throwing it into the trunk, he got into the passenger seat of the Impala waiting for his brother.
Dean grabbed his own bag, and headed for the door, as he locked it and moved to the car he took a deep breath, Sam was back in the hunt, and with his Dad missing he had to be on top of his game in order to keep his brother safe. He smiled as he opened to the door of the car, what else were big brothers for?
The End :-)
