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Previously on Supernatural- "Thanks, Bobby. Come on Dean." John called. "Let's go find your brother!"
John walked out of the fast food restaurant disheartened. He had been positive that they would find Sammy in one of the restaurants on the way to the motel. This was the last place on the strip, and like all the others they'd checked, Sam wasn't there and no one had seen him.
"I told you he wouldn't be in there, dad" Dean reminded him. "Sammy hates clowns. He'd never make it past the door of that place."
"We still had to check, Dean. Someone in there might have seen him." John responded, climbing back into the car and driving out of the lot.
Inching along in the impala, John's and Dean's eyes covered the entire landscape looking for any sign of their missing family member. They were almost back to the motel when Dean spotted something blue beside the road.
"Over there, dad!" he yelled, pointing. "There's something by that pole."
John quickly swerved and parked on the shoulder. He dashed over to the pole with Dean on his heels. His heart plummeted when he recognized the object in question. It was one of Sammy's blue sneakers. John immediately scanned the area, looking for any other sign of his baby boy. John went into hunter mode, examining the woods and road for anything out of place. His breath caught in his throat as he noticed fresh tire tracks on the shoulder right next to where they found Sammy's shoe.
Dean was terrified! Where was Sammy and why was one of his sneakers on the ground? Looking around, Dean started calling for his brother, hoping Sam would step out from behind a tree and shout "Boo!" When no little brother appeared, Dean was heartbroken.
Trying hard to keep it together, John ushered Dean back into the car and drove to the nearest building. Leaving Dean locked in the impala; John entered the dry cleaners just long enough to phone the police before heading back to where they found the shoe. Minutes later, the area was full of squad cars. Police were searching the woods on both sides of the road. A policeman questioned John about the find before trying to persuade him to go back to the motel and wait. Refusing, John and Dean stayed at the scene. Bobby and Mr. Bonner came a few hours later. And there they remained until nightfall. Bobby finally managed to convince John to leave by motioning to Dean who was struggling to stay awake. After giving the officers the number for the motel, John reluctantly left and drove back to the motel.
The little family silently entered the room. Weary and heartbroken the three men dropped into the chairs beside the door. John turned the TV. on for Dean only to cut it off again when the police search came into view.
Looking between John and Dean, Bobby was at a loss as to what he should do. He didn't know what would happen to them if Sammy wasn't found alive and well. What was he thinking? Sammy would be just fine, and things would go back to normal, whatever that was. With that thought in mind, Bobby decided that for now there was only one thing he could do. He would take care of the other two Winchesters, starting with some supper. Forcing a smile, Bobby broke the silence in the room. "I think I'll go out and get us a bite to eat. How do chicken nuggets sound, Dean?"
Surprised Dean stared up at Bobby. He didn't want food. He wanted his little brother. How could Bobby even think about food right now?
Before Dean could voice his opinion, John spoke up, "That sounds fine, Bobby. Doesn't it, Dean?"
"Okay, Dad and Bobby have officially lost it. Sam's missing and they're thinking about chicken nuggets." Dean thought. Out loud he only whispered, "Yes, sir."
Silently praying that they found Sam quickly, Bobby walked out to his truck. Opening his door, Bobby's eyes lit up. There, curled up on the seat was a sleeping Sam Winchester!
