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Previously on Supernatural- 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!
Not wanting to frighten the sleeping boy, Bobby resisted the urge to holler for John and Dean. Bobby noticed that the littlest Winchester was covered in dirt but except for a gash on one arm he didn't appear to be hurt. Reaching over, he gently shook Sam's shoulder. "Sammy, wake up son" Bobby coaxed.
Two small eyes slowly blinked open and stared at Bobby. "Uncle Bobby!" Sammy shouted as he threw his arms around the old man. "I've been waiting for you forever! Where did you go?"
Returning the embrace, Bobby replied, "I've been out with your daddy and brother looking for you, runt! Come on, there's two people in the motel room that are missing you something fierce."
Picking up his small charge, Bobby quickly carried Sam to the room that held his family. Opening the motel door, he teased, "Hey, John! Looky what I found! Can we keep him?"
"Daddy!" Sammy yelled, reaching for his dad.
John and Dean leaped to their feet and were hugging the youngest family member in no time. After several minutes John found his voice and asked the question that had been on his mind since finding Sam's shoe. "How did you get to the motel, Sammy?"
Sam started talking, telling them all about the fiasco at school, the long walk, the clown restaurant, falling into and climbing out of the ditch, and walking the rest of the way home. He went on to describe finding John's car gone, and climbing into Bobby's truck to wait for his daddy and brother.
After examining Sammy's arm, John decided a trip to the ER would be necessary to fix the gash. Piling into the impala, the whole family rode to the hospital, talking and laughing the entire way.
Once at the hospital, Bobby and Dean were left sitting in the waiting room while John went in the back with Sammy to get his arm taken care of. The news of Sam's safe return traveled quickly around the small town. It wasn't long before Bobby and Dean were joined by a police officer and Mr. Bonner. Minutes later, Ms. Bridges came in baring gifts for the boys, an AC/DC tape for Dean and a stuffed dog for Sammy. She kept everyone laughing while waiting for Sam and John. About a half hour later, John appeared in the room carrying a very sleepy Sammy.
Apologizing for the intrusion, the policeman asked Sam if he could tell him how he got home. Lying against his daddy's shoulder, Sam spun his tale again starting from the trouble at school and ending with crawling into Bobby's truck. When he finished, the officer thanked him and turned to leave, motioning for Bobby to follow. Ms. Bridges gave the stuffed dog to Sammy and told Dean she would see him tomorrow before making her exit. Feeling totally safe for the first time all day, Sammy hugged his new toy tightly and fell asleep in his father's warm embrace.
Bobby couldn't believe his ears. "You mind repeating that for me?" he asked the officer.
"Sure. A Mrs. Horton filed a complaint against you for assault. She said that you intentionally struck her at the school this morning and that there were witnesses to the attack. We've already spoken with one of the witnesses, a Mr. Bonner, who told us what happened and about the extenuating circumstances in the case. Because of those circumstances, we decided to wait until your nephew was found before talking to you. Sorry sir, but you need to come to the station with me now to get this situation cleared up." Lt. Bryant said, hating having to separate this man from his reunited family.
"Alright," Bobby replied, "Just let me explain things to John before we go." Getting the okay from the officer, Bobby walked back in the ER and told John what was going on. After calming John and Dean down and assuring them that he would be fine, Bobby stepped outside where Lt. Bryant was waiting for him.
"I'm sorry, Mr. Winchester." Mr. Bonner stated. "I tried to talk Mrs. Horton out of doing this to him. But she wouldn't see reason. I'll go to the station and see if I can help clear this mess up. Take care of your boys and please consider what we spoke about. I really am sorry about all of this." Mr. Bonner turned and strolled out the automatic doors.
Taking Dean's hand, John whispered, "Let's go home, kiddo."
Heading toward the doors Dean grinned up at his father. "Hey, dad? Do you think I could have those nuggets, now?" he questioned.
