Crashing planes Chapter 30.

OWN NOTHING. SORRY FOR THE WAIT FOR THE UPDATE. I HOPE YOU ALL LIKE IT. SORRY ABOUT THE SHORTNESS and the spelling of pyhsic

Sam did not notice he had fallen asleep until he found himself being roughly shaken awake. His father stood over him, worry etched on his face.

"Dean?" he struggled to awaken and his mind was sluggish. His head whipped around and he noticed Dean. In exactly the same position as before. Immobile and pale. He

looked almost like a doll. A replica of the real Dean Sam was terrified he was losing.

"He's the same," John laid a hand on Sams shoulder to calm him down.

"What about you? Did you find anything out?" Sam stood up and gave his brothers hand a squeeze.Hang in there Dean! he urged. He hoped that he knew they were fighting for

him.

"No," John admitted, "Nothing." He looked defeated for a fraction of a second.

"There has to be something. Something you just haven't found yet." Sam whispered, almost desperately, "Dean can't be sick. You heard the doctor. It has to be something doing

it to him." Sam glanced at Dean.

"Don't worry, we'll figure out something. I just need your help."

Sam raised his eyebrows. The great John Winchester asking for help? It intrigued him as much as it terrified him. "Of course, I'll go through every book, every contact-"

John raised a hand to stop him. "That's not what I mean."

"Then what dad? Whats going on?"

"I got a phonecall tonight from a very old friend. You would not know her but she is an extremely powerful pyhsic."

"Okay," Sam nodded, seeing where this was going.

"And she told me that you boys were in trouble. Something was coming for you. Not me. You. I made a few calls and I'm pretty sure I have a girl two states over that can help

Dean."

"A girl?"

"A witch," Even as John said it he looked troubled.

"Dad?!" John cut him off before the protests had even spilled out of his mouth. "I know this is stupid and extremely risky. I know his life is on the line and if this is the wrong call

Dean may pay for it but it's the only thing I can think of, especially after what Missouri has said."

"But dad," Sam protested, unable to give any other alternate arguments. He was aware of how childish it sounded. However, he could feel the danger drawing in. His dads announcement had made it an all to painful reality

"Sam," John warned. Sam fell silent. "Dad, about Missouri,"

"Don't worry, I'm going to destroy anything that-"

"I've something to tell you."

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