Sam was frustrated, angry and desperate and was taking it out on a park bench. He kicked it savagely, tears clouding his vision. He threw himself on the ground with a sob. Dean was going to die and there was nothing he could do about it. He had driven for two hours finally pulling over in a national park. In that moment he hated everything and everyone. He hated himself for dying in the first place. He hated Dean for making that stupid deal. He hated Bobby for keeping the truth from him. Hell he even hated Kate and she didn't even do anything wrong.
"Arghhh!!" He screamed to the storm cloud filled sky. He felt so helpless and he hated that too.
Why? He thought, what did our family do that was so horrible to deserve so much loss? Katie never even got the chance to meet their mother. Then dad had died when she was only sixteen. Then she lost him, even if it was only for one night. Now she would lose Dean. They both would lose Dean. He was the one that was always there for them, he was a better father than John was. Well, John finally started to get parenting down once he had left for Stanford.
Rain began to fall, but Sam didn't have the will to move. He was fighting a losing battle. Everything he would do to save Dean would all be for nothing because no matter what he would die in six months.
Sam sobbed deep in his chest with heart wrenching despair.
Dean was never going to see their little sister grow up. Never see her get married, have kids. None of it. What if Sam found someone again, Dean would never see that either. Dean would never see his siblings truly happy ever again because any happiness they would have in the nest six months would just be masking the fear and sadness.
Sam shivered violently and pushed himself to his feet and into the car. He sat there for a moment before starting the engine and making his way back to Bobby's. Two hours later it was 10:00 at night and lights were still on in Bobby's house. Sam opened the car door and got out numbly. He made his way to the front door and opened it. He stepped into the kitchen still dripping wet from the rain. He looked up and saw Katie standing there in the doorway with her arms crossed.
"Where the hell were you?" She growled in barely controlled anger.
"I went for a drive." He said lamely.
"You went for a drive." Katie echoed angrily. "I was worried sick about you Sam! Where were you!" She yelled.
"I'm sorry." He offered.
"Your sorry?" She yelled disbelievingly. "What is going on with you?"
"Leave it be Kid." Dean said softly entering the room.
"Your kidding right?" She looked at him in shock. "He goes awol for four hours, me calling him every two minutes and you want me to let it go."
Sam stood their glaring at Dean like a wet puppy.
"It's my fault." Dean said sadly. Which left Katie reeling in surprise.
"What?" She asked in a voice hardly louder than a whisper.
Dean sighed in defeat. "Sam left because he found out that if I somehow get out of the deal," He hesitated. "Sam dies."
Her eyes got wide and they filled with tears. Tears spilled over her cheeks and she clenched her fists shaking her head. "Your lying."
Dean took a step forward, "Katie..."
She flinched away from him, "No." She squeaked.
Dean kept walking forward and wrapped his arms around her. He placed her head into his shoulder. She started to shake gasping. "No. No. No!"
Tears ran down Sam and Dean's faces as they stared at each other. Dean swept his arm behind her knees and lifted her up. He took her upstairs and laid her down in the bed. He pulled back to go downstairs but she clutched at his shirt and begged him to stay. He sighed and laid down next to her. He stroked her hair and rubbed circles in her back while she cried. Today was a long day he thought tiredly.
Sorry this one was so short but it was a good place to stop.