Johnny Angel Ch. 6

Disclaimer: See chapter one

~~Supernatural~~

Previously: "If there's one thing I know boy, it's that you've always had a special connection to your brother. Let's go see what we can find out." Bobby said as he motioned Dean towards the house. He didn't know if Dean was right, but he did know one thing for sure…it was going to be a long night!

"So where do we start Bobby? How do we find my brother?" Dean asked anxiously, his emotions too overwhelming at the moment to allow him to even begin to think like a hunter.

"First you calm yourself down ya idjit. I ain't equipped to handle things if you go and have a danged heart attack on me boy." Bobby answered as he walked into the kitchen and grabbed the last two beers from the fridge.

"Bobby, I gotta…."

"You gotta sit down and drink that beer in front of ya before I tan your backside." Bobby interrupted, giving Dean the patented you do as I say look that John Winchester had always used on his boys when they were teens.

Startled at how much Bobby reminded his of his father at that precise moment, Dean pulled out a chair and sat down. "Jeez, bossy much." he grumbled as he popped open the top on his bottle and chugged down a mouthful of beer.

"Quit your grumbling Ace and tell me whatcha know about your brother." Bobby stated as he placed the amber colored beer bottle on the table and leaned forward, intent on hearing what Dean had to say.

"Not much Bobby. I mean I haven't heard any rumors or anything. It's just this feeling I have. I was asleep in the bed the other night when I heard Sammy calling out for me. I know he's out of hell Bobby and that he needs me. I know it just as sure as I'm sitting here talking with you right now."

"Then it looks like we've got some research to do. I'll start by making some calls, see if anybody has heard anything over the grapevine." Bobby said as he stood up and grasped one of the phones from the wall.

"I don't know if that's the smartest thing to do Bobby. I mean, other hunters might not…"

"Don't you worry about that boy. I know what I'm doing. I'll be careful who I call." Bobby intoned, not taking any offense. He knew there were hunters out there who'd kill Sam upon sight if they knew what had happened. He was about to pick up the phone when it suddenly started to ring.

Picking up the receiver and holding it to his ear, he said, "Whoever this is, you better have a damn good reason for calling me this time of night."

~~Supernatural~~

Sipping on a cup of hot coffee as she sat her desk later that night, Janie Fletcher yawned as she waited for the information she had typed in on Johnny Angel to be processed in the national missing person's database. She knew she should go home and go to bed since it was well after two in the morning, but she just couldn't seem to make herself leave the precinct. There was just something about the tall, lanky man laying in the hospital that made her want to keep working until she found his identity. Rubbing a hand across her face, she looked up when she heard the sound of footsteps approaching.

"Hey Janie, don't you think it's about time you go home and get some sleep. You're working yourself too hard." Sergeant Jake McMurtry said as he spotted the red-haired detective sitting behind her desk.

"I'm fine Jake. I'll go home in a little while. I'm waiting for some information to come through on Johnny." Janie retorted, hiding a yawn as she raised her hand to cover her mouth.

"Janie, that information will be waiting on you when you come in tomorrow morning. Go home and get some…" the sergeant's voice trailed off as the database started spitting out information.

Pushing herself to her feet, Janie rushed over to the computer and started sorting through the pages that the machine was printing out. "Looks like we've got a confirmed match." She shouted in happiness as she held a black and white picture in her hands. "Our Johnny Angel is none other than one Samuel Winchester, born on May 2, 1983 in Lawrence, Kansas to a John and Mary Winchester. Apparently, his mother was killed in a house fire six months after his birth and there isn't much known about his life after that. Seems his family traveled around the country a lot according to school records."

"What else does it say? Does our resident hero have a record? Is there any living relatives we can contact?" Jake asked as he scanned through some of the information himself.

"No criminal record. From what I can see, his family is as clean as a whistle. According to this report, he does have a brother named Dean who works as a mechanic in an auto body shop in Cicero, Indiana." Janie answered as she read through the information in her hands. "There's also a Robert Singer listed as his uncle. He owns a salvage yard in Sioux City, South Dakota."

"Fantastic work detective. Let's see if we can finally get Johnny, I mean Sam, reunited with his family." Sergeant McMurtry said as he sat down to make a few calls. The kid deserved to have somebody by his side if or when he finally woke up.

~~Supernatural~~

Like I said, they're better off without ever having to see me again."

Noticing the anguish on the youngest Winchester's face at seeing what Dean's future supposedly held, Castiel couldn't help but feel a little guilty knowing he had embellished the scene to his advantage. Dean would not become the homeless drunk that Sam was led to believe, though he would eventually have to deal with a drinking problem if things continued as they were now. He had hoped by tugging on Sam's heartstrings where his brother was concerned that Sam would fight to get back for Dean since he wouldn't fight for the sake of himself. "Samuel, you can stop Dean from going down that road."

"I wish I could Cas, but it's too late. I've burned too many bridges to go back to the life I lived." Sam voiced, tears flowing down his saddened face. "But you can help him. Please Cas, don't let my brother suffer anymore than he already has, I'm begging you."

"I don't understand. You have burned no bridges." Castiel uttered with a look of total bewilderment upon hearing Sam' words.

"What I mean is I've hurt too many people Cas. I beat my brother nearly to death. I ki-killed Bobby." Sam whispered, a shudder running through his body at the memory of snapping Bobby's neck with a simple flick of his wrist.

"You should know that Robert is not dead." Castiel informed Sam as he once again placed a hand on the hunter's shoulder.

"Wh-what?"

"I was able to reverse the damage that was done while Lucifer used you for his meat suit. Your brother is healed and Bobby is not dead," the angel intoned in a soft voice.

"That may be true, but I still hurt them in ways they'll never be able to forgive me for." Sam stated as he turned his head away from the angel and stared out over the barren wasteland once again. "They're better off without me in their lives."

"If that is so, then why do they look for you now?" Castiel questioned, refusing to back down from his quest to make Sam understand how much he was needed.

"No, you have to stop them Cas. Dean has a normal life now. I won't let him give that up, not when he's already given up his entire childhood for me." Sam pleaded.

"I cannot change what is to come Sam, it is your destiny to be reunited with your brother. Whether you want to believe it or not, Dean needs you as does Bobby." Castiel retorted with a faraway look in his cobalt blue eyes. "And for that reason, things have already been set in motion to make sure you are reunited with your family once again."

"But…"

"Sleep now Samuel. You will need your strength to get through the times to come." Cas whispered as he placed his index and pointer finger to Sam's temple once again. Sam had a long road of recovery and rehabilitation ahead of him and he would need all the rest he could get.

~~Supernatural~~

Surprised by the abrupt voice on the phone, Janie wondered if maybe she should have waited until morning to make the phone call, but then if Johnny, or should she say Sam, was a member of her family, she would want to know about it right away… no matter the time of night. Clearing her throat, she began to speak. "I'm sorry to be calling you so late Sir, but my name is Janie Fletcher and I am a detective with the New Hampshire Police Department. I need to talk to a Mr. Robert Singer."

"This is Bobby Singer," the hunter stated, wondering why in the hell someone from the New Hampshire State Police would be calling him.

"Mr. Singer, I was hoping you could help me. I have been trying to get in contact with a Dean Winchester concerning his brother Samuel. I would really appreciate it if you could give me a number where I can reach him." Janie voiced with hope.

"Yeah, uh, he's right here." Bobby uttered anxiously as he handed the phone to Dean. "It's a police detective. She needs to talk to you about Sammy."

"He-hello, this is Dean." The younger hunter said after accepting the phone and placing it to his ear.

"Mr. Winchester, my name is Detective Janie Fletcher and I'm calling you about your brother Samuel."

"Is Sammy….is my brother okay?" Dean queried as he looked at Bobby with uncertain eyes.

"Mr. Winchester, I would rather not go into detail over the phone, but your brother, Samuel…"

"Sam, his name is Sam." Dean retorted, knowing how much Sam hated being referred to as Samuel."

"Sorry, as I was saying, your brother Sam was severely injured in an accident and he is being treated at Hanover General Hospital We we're hoping…"

"I'm on my way, but it will take me a day or two to get there. Please tell my brother I'm on my way." Dean enunciated as he cut the detective off mid-sentence.

"Mr. Winchester, before you hang up, there's something you should know." Janie voiced quickly. "Your brother is in a state of catatonia. He hasn't responded to anything or anybody for the past few weeks."

"Oh God, Sammy." Dean whispered, glancing towards Bobby with despair. "Please, will you tell the doctors to take care of Sammy until I get there. He's my baby brother." Dean begged, chewing on his bottom lip.

"You don't have to worry about that Mr. Win….Dean. He has the best doctor on staff taking care of him and she's taken a personal interest in Sam's case. He's getting the best treatment possible." Janie stated in hopes of comforting the man on the other end of the phone.

"Tell her I said thanks and that I'll be there as soon as I can." Dean repeated before hanging up the phone and grabbing his jacket. He had to get to Sammy.

TBC