Thank you to LadyBugsMomma and Samgirl19 for reviewing. More reviews would be awesome. Sorry I take so long with some chapters. I'm trying to equal out my writing and studying xD - Melody Lee

Dean, Bobby and Lorelai were in the living room. Dean had found Sam in a cheap motel in the honeymoon suite, along with Ruby. There had been a big fight. Dean looked beat up. He was now drunk. Sam didn't come back. He was consumed with killing Lilith. Lorelai sat on the sofa, consumed with worry and anger. She hated Ruby. She hadn't met her but she hated her. Dean was staring out of the dirty window and Bobby was trying to get through to him.

"Dean?" He said. "Dean, did you listen to a word I said?"

"Yeah, I heard you." Dean replied. "I'm not calling him."

"Don't make me get my gun, boy." Dean turned to Bobby.

"Look, we are damn near kick-off for Armageddon. Don't you think we have bigger fish at the moment?"

"I know you're pissed, and I'm not making apologies for what he's done but he's you b-"

"He's my blood? Is that what you were gonna say?" Dean cut in.

"He's your brother. And he's drowning."

"Bobby, I tried to help him, I did." Dean sounded like he was about to cry. "Look what happened."

"So try again."

"It's too late."

"There's no such thing."

"No! Damn it! No. I've got to face the facts. Sam never wanted part of this family. He hated this life, growing up. He ran away to Stanford first chance he got. Now it's like deja vu all over again. Well I am sick, and tired of chasing him. Screw him. He can do what he wants."

"You don't mean that."

"Yes I do Bobby. Sam's gone. He's gone. I'm not even sure if he's still my brother any more. If he ever was." Bobby walked backwards and forwards with anger. He pushed the books of his desk in frustration.

"YOU STUPID, STUPID SON OF A BITCH!" He shouted at Dean. Lorelai cowered into the sofa a bit more. She had never seen Bobby lose his temper like this before.

"Well Boo-hoo, I'm sorry your feelings are hurt princess!" He continued. "Are you under the impression that family's supposed to make you feel good? Bake you an apple pie maybe? THEY'RE SUPPOSED TO MAKE YOU FEEL MISERABLE, THAT'S WHY THEY'RE FAMILY!"

"I told him 'You walk out that door, don't come back' and he walked out anyway. That was HIS choice!"

"You sound like a whiny brat." Bobby paused. "No. You sound like your Dad. Well let me tell you something. Your Dad was a coward." Dean turned to him. They had forgotten that Lorelai was there. She got up and ran upstairs to her room where she jumped under the covers of her bed and started crying. Pain and suffering seemed to follow her closely.

She could still hear the argument downstairs. Her absence had changed nothing. They were too far into this argument.

"He'd rather push Sam away than reach out to him." Bobby's voice. "Well that doesn't strike me as brave. You are a better man than your Daddy ever was, so you do both of us a favor, don't be him." It had gone quiet for a bit but then Bobby's voice pierced through the ceiling yet again.

"What the-? Dean? Dean?" Something was wrong. Lorelai wiped her tears as she ran downstairs to see what was going on.

"What's happened? Where's Dean?" She asked him, panic in her voice.

"I don't know! He was just here and then- Oh crap."

"What?"

"The angels. The damn idjit swore his obedience to them. They've taken him."

"To keep, or-?"

"Who knows?"

"Well what are we going to do?"

"I don't think there is anything we can do, sweetheart. Trust me, those boys are great at getting themselves out of close scrapes. I'm sure everything will be fine." Lorelai could tell that Bobby was trying to comfort her but it wasn't working. Lorelai could tell that there was nothing she could do.

"I'm going to go and work on the car." She said and left. Bobby sighed.

"That poor girl." He mumbled. "Been through hell."

Lorelai had finished repainting the car. She decided to start on the interior. Bobby had got some new leather car seats for the front and a leather seat cover for the back. She unscrewed the front chairs and wrenched them off, one at a time. It felt good to rip out these seats. She was angry. Upset. She threw them aside and grabbed the new ones. She screwed them in with force. It took only 15 minutes. Feelings were driving her insane. She didn't want to feel anymore. She walked over to the fridge in the corner of the room, grabbed a beer and got to work with putting the leather on the back seats.

Before she knew it, she was onto her 6th beer. The alcohol was actually making her feel better. She was drunk, though she didn't realize it. She did a good job of the back seats considering the consequences. She was working on the carpet of the old car when Bobby walked in to check on her.

"I can install the engine now if you want." He said.

"Yes, pleeaase." Lorelai replied, her voice slurred. Bobby looked at the counter where there were 5 empty bottles and one half full.

"Okay, no more beers after this one." He said to her.

"Yes sir!" Bobby opened the bonnet and started tinkering about. Despite it's age, this car was actually in pretty good condition. It only needed a bit of work. Less than the amount of work the Impala needed after the crash.

It had just occurred to Bobby how Lorelai was so much like Dean. It was uncanny. She was just slightly more rebellious than him when she wanted to be but they had the same music taste, the same classic muscle car appreciation, apparently the same fondness for beer even if she was under age- It was just weird. She had just finished stapling down the carpet and was now sitting in the driver's seat finishing off her beer.

"Bobby, what was my dad like? Was he really a coward?" She asked him. Bobby knew that she'd ask eventually. That didn't mean he had an answer. He improvised.

"He was brave as a hunter. A coward as a parent."

"But Sam and Dean turned out okay. Ish. Apart from Sam's demon blood addiction and the fact they hunt supernatural beings."

"Dean grew up way too fast. He had to look after his brother alone from the age of 5. Sam was raised by Dean. John never really took care of them personally. He taught Dean stuff when he needed to and when he had time like how to shave and tie laces. Dean had to teach Sam all that stuff. Dean also had to protect Sam with his life against the supernatural at this age too. John as an ex-marine had turned his 5 year old son into a soldier. Dean mostly looked after himself but Sam was always a bit unruly. John didn't reach out to him when he had to. That's why he was used as an excuse."

"Maybe that's why mom never told him. He would have been too busy."

"No, he would have seen you every now and then."

"What makes you think that?" Bobby yelped with pain and put his thumb to his mouth and sucked it. The wrench had pinched him and he was bleeding.

"I know he would have seen you because Sam and Dean wern't the only brothers you had. John had another boy with another mother called Adam."

"What happened to him?"

"Eaten by ghouls." Lorelai swallowed down the lump in her throat.

"Bobby, why does everyone in my family die? Are you sure it's not me? Death isn't following me around?"

"No. You're jut very down on your luck."

"Do you think Sam and Dean are okay?"

"I hope so. Damn idjits. Right, I think the engine's all set. Give it a go." Lorelai turned the key in the ignition. The car spluttered and started. Lorelai beamed.

"Can I take it out now?" She asked him.

"No, I need to sort out some final adjustments and you're drunk."

"Please?" She gave him puppy eyes. Bobby sighed.

"Tomorrow. Now go to bed and I'll finish it."

"Okay!" Lorelai jumped out of the car and went to her room. She looked out the window and stared at a very big star in the sky. She remembered a rhyme her mother taught her when they were under the stars.

"Starlight, star bright, first star I see tonight, I wish I may, I wish I might, get the wish I wish tonight." She said and silently made a wish. She wished that Sam and Dean will come back tomorrow unharmed.

Lorelai got into her pajamas, brushed her teeth, slipped into bed and drifted off into a deep sleep...