The next morning I was woken up by the sound of laughter. As soon as I opened my eyes the smell of pancakes flooded my nose. I had to shake my head a couple of times to clear my sleep fogged mind and gather my surroundings.
Oh right, I fell asleep on the couch. I slowly sat up and looked around. The empty scotch bottle was sitting on the coffee table and the glass I was using the night before on the floor next to the couch.
I reached down and picked up the glass, setting it on the coffee table as I stood. I shuffled my way into the kitchen.
"Well look who is up." I just glanced at Sam and shrugged. "Good Morning, sleepy head." Well at least Nicole seems to have let the incident last night go. In all honesty this looked like a picture perfect scene.
An Uncle bouncing his nephew on his knee, Mom making pancakes for the family and Dad just waking up after a long night of working.
I laughed to myself, if people only knew how fucked up the situation really is. I took a seat net to Sam at the kitchen table and Nicole placed a stack of pancakes in front of me? "Long night?"
I glanced at Sam as I drowned my food in syrup. "Something like that."
The kitchen fell silent as I ate and Nicole began to clean up from her homemade breakfast. She finally joined us at the table with a cup of coffee. "I can take Dallas Sam if he is being a bother."
"He is no bother at all. I think the little guy and I have become fast friends. I am just upset we have to leave today."
Nicole's eyes got wide and her head snapped my way. "You guys are leaving Dean, today?" I glanced at Dallas before answering, at this point he had found Sam's finger and kept trying to shove it into his mouth. "We have other cases to take care of, we have to go."
"Of course, I should have known." Nicole got up from kitchen and darted upstairs. Sam gave me a look and raised one eye brow.
I rubbed Dallas on the head and let out a sigh before heading after her.
I found her in the master bedroom sitting on the edge of the bed and staring at the wall.
She must have sensed my presence because she let out a stiff "What is it Dean?" I walked over to her and got down on my knees, taking her face into my hands. "You have to understand".
Nicole shoved my hands away and stood up, I followed her lead. "Understand what Dean? That you run? That it is what you do best?" I threw my hands in the air and tried my best to control my tone.
"You know what Sam and I do, you know we don't stay grounded in one place for very long."
"I know that Dean but Dallas doesn't and he never will if his father is never around!" I thought of my own Dad and how I grew up, I was always the one left looking after Sam while my Dad went on the hunt. I saw how that affected their relationship. "Look Nicole…"
Before I could get my words out we heard a loud crash downstairs, followed by a thud and Sam crying out in pain. Nicole and I barely looked at each other before darting down the stairs. "SAMMY!"
When we made it to the kitchen I was in shock. Sam was thrown against the table which had clearly fallen on top of and shattered. He looked dazed and had a gash on his forehead and cuts on his arm. Nicole ran over to him almost looking frantic.
"Sam where is Dallas?" I looked around and realized she was right, he was not there."
Panic started to rise in my chest and tears started welling up in Nicole's eyes.
"SAM, WHERE IS MY BABY?" Sam groaned and could not meet Nicole's eyes, instead he looked at me. "He was here Dean."
"Who was?" Sam just clenched his teeth and groaned again. "Sammy, who was here!?"
Sam tried to stand up but toppled a bit. "The yellow eyed demon. He took Dallas"
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