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Author's Note: I apologize. For everything. The delay in updates, the shortness of updates, world hunger, the world ending, the volcano in Iceland, the earthquake in Alaska... everything. But I do not apologize for the epicness of the latest episodes. I was crying by the end, I was so freaking happy. I'm not going to give any spoilers, but I will say that if you have given up on Sam and Dean, watch the latest episode. You will not be disappointed. I sure as hell (hehe) wasn't.
Author's Note 2: I wasn't going to update until this chapter was twice as long... but then, after watching the latest episode, I decided that I absolutely had to update... mostly because I wanted to blabber on about how AWESOME brotherly love is and none of my fellow Supernatural buddies were on Facebook. Yes, it was a tragedy for me, but hey, you get an update!! You will get another update soon... ish. As soon as I have it written at any rate.
Author's Note 3: Nothing much (I don't think) happens in this chapter. It's been a while since I've actually read this part... so if it sucks, I apologize. I think it's good. It ends in a somewhat hopeful cliffhanger... but it's still a cliffhanger.
Author's Note 4: I hate to give myself deadlines, but I swear to you and me that I will try my hardest to have this finished by June 12th so I can work on a slew of other projects that I want to write for Supernatural. That equals me going back through and writing a tag for every single episode ever made.. That might take a while, but I'm looking forward to it. I also have a couple of other fairly decent length projects that I'm sure everyone will enjoy. So. Sit back, relax for a few minutes, and enjoy the ride. Plus, if you want to review, feel free to do so, if only to gush about how awesome the moments between Dean and Sam were in the latest episode. :)
Okay. I think that's all I have to say. And I do believe that these authors notes are longer then the actual chapter. Anywho. Enjoy.
You Found Me
Chapter 14
Dean watched Sam carefully from the corner of his eye as he drove, taking in the uneven breathing and the small winces of pain that the younger Winchester thought that he was concealing. Dean wished there was something more he could do for his brother, but knew at the moment it was best to find the nearest hotel and hole up for a while. At least until Sam looked more alive than he did right now.
Blue and red flashing lights caught his attention. Dean swore, pulling over to the side of the road. It was a well-known fact among hunters that the demons had taken over the general public. They could be anyone from the RN at the local hospital to the Vice President of the United States (though Dean was fairly certain that the current President was possessed). It was why Sam hadn't been taken to a hospital the moment Dean and Castiel had found him nearly a month ago.
Dean felt a jolt of surprise as the vehicle to which the lights belonged flashed by him. It was obviously not meant for stopping Dean.
Curious and feeling alarmed, Dean pulled back onto the road. Something wasn't right. The hairs on the back of his neck were rising, a sure sign that he or someone he loved was in danger. As far as Dean could tell, Sam was as fine as he could be given the circumstances and there was no immediate threat.
The thought hit him suddenly as he drove into the more crowded part of town. Bobby.
No sooner had Dean thought that did he catch the sight of the car wreck up ahead. An all too familiar blue tow truck was flipped over and glass littered the pavement.
Dean's blood went cold as he spotted a distraught woman leaning up against the side of the truck. It was the missing demon from earlier.
"Meg," Sam whispered from the backseat, confirming Dean's worst fears.
There comes a time in every hunter's life that they must either suck up the pain, no matter how bad, and finish the damned hunt or roll over and die. Unfortunately for Sam, he was not just any hunter, he was a Winchester, and no matter how badly he wanted to just curl up in a ball and sleep until everything was over, he couldn't. Because giving up as definitely not an option. Especially now, when Meg was standing there with an evil grin on her face that was clearly taunting the Winchesters to come and get her. And Sam really wanted to kick some demon ass the good old fashion way.
"Sam."
Dean's frantic voice drew Sam out of his thoughts of vindictive pleasure and back to the present. He looked at Dean, slightly shocked when he saw two of his brother's faces.
Oh great, he thought. Concussion. Or I'm really drunk… but I don't think that I've had anything to drink in the past twenty-four hours. Or days. Except for that one… I don't know.
"Sam!"
Sam was once again snapped back to the present. He blinked, wincing as he forced his battered body into a sitting position. Dean threw him a look of concern.
"What're we going to do?" Sam asked as he stared out the windshield at Meg's come and get me grin.
"We're going to save Bobby," Dean said, his face set in grim determination. "And we are going to kill that bitch."