I'm not sure what brought me

here but I'm in Palo Alto. Sam is not going to be happy to see me. My phone has been ringing for the past... How many hours, and I have not answered it. I look at myself for the first time since I left and it wasn't the night sky. The right side of my face is black and blue. It even hurts to look at it.

I sigh and find a motel to stay in. God I can't stay away from dad forever! He and I are a team! He would die if he found out both his son's left him. I drive into the "Cozy Nook" and rent a room. I feel nausious. I don't know why. Maybe it's because I left dad. Maybe it's fear of seeing Sam somewhere around. I don't know.

I need a walk. To clear my head. It's like 2:00 in the afternoon so I have plenty of daylight. What will people think of my face though? I don't care. I walked out. It's a pretty busy town actually. I breathe in some fresh air. It's nice not to smell smoke every now and then. I start walking. Taking in every new detail.

Man Sam's lucky. He gets to LIVE here, while dad and I travel all around. Damn, people are looking at me weirdly. I have never felt much self conciousness before but I feel it. Its not a good feeling. I just want to curl in a ball and die. I try to distract myself from that as I walk into a strip mall.

Gift shop actually. I notice some small pocket knives. The kind that have names on them. I see "Dean" engraved on one. Last one. I grab it and look for my wallet. Its $3.25 and i have a 5 dollar bill. Yes! I walk up to the cashier and give it to her to scan. "Oh my! Are you alright boy?" She asks me. I force a smile on my face and say "Yeah I just got in a fist fight at college earlier." She nods. "Yeah some of those children need to learn some manners!" She doesn't say anything else after that. Nice to know she cared. She rings it as I hand her the money. "Theres your change sir. Have a nice day and stay out of trouble." She says with no heat in her voice. I chuckle and say "Thanks."

I walk out and into the next store. Yeah. More like arcade! I have never actually had the opprotunity to play in an arcade so I'm going to take advantage of it. The place uses quarters to play games. I walk over to one of the quarter dispencers and place the rest of my money in it. Alot of quarters come out of it. I grab them and head to the nearest skiball. About nine or ten balls are released and I grab one. I throw in the 30 point hole.

I don't know how long I have been playing but i realize I only have one quarter left. The machine takes two. I collect my tickets and head over to the ticket dispencer. It starts counting off tickets when the door opens. "Yeah! The test wasn't as hard as I thought it would be." Crap. Sam.

I glance over hoping over the two years and bruise have made an impression. Sam looks good. He's got a chick with him too, along with some of his friends. It's then I realize... I feel lonely. The tickets are done being counted as I grab the paper with its total count of 435. I half walk half run to the counter.

"Uhh..." I look around the prizes and finally settle on a 1958 ford mustang model. "The ford model please." The cashier taps it in. "You have 20 tickets left." I look around and see bouncy balls are 5 tickets each. "Four bouncy balls also." He hands me my prizes and I turn around but someones blocking my way.

"Dean?" Crap! again! I stand frozen. Not knowing what to do in this situation. "Dean... What are you doing here?" I'm silent. I try to walk away but he won't let me. "What happened to your face?" I stutter. "Uh..." "Dean." He is looking at me with such... Worry? "Sam? Is everything alright?" I hear the girl say walking behind him. "Yeah, Jess. Just go... Play some skiball. I'll be there in a minute." She looks at me wide eyed. "Ok..." She walks away.

"Dean... Did you come here to see me?" Dammit. He stuck me in this situation. I don't want to say no but I don't want to say yes either. "Uh... No?" I question, not really knowing the answer. "Well... What ARE you doing here?" He asks alittle more stronger. I flinch at that. "To get away..." I say quietly. "From hunting? From dad?" "Alittle bit of both." Not knowing how to put it without Sam getting furious at dad. "Why? Did... Did DAD do that?" He asked suprisingly. I don't answer but I don't reject either. Sam's face fills with hot fury. Just what I was trying to avoid.

I walk past him and out the door. Firmly holding my prizes. Sam chases after me. "Dean! Dean? Where are you going?" He catches up to me. "Back to my motel room." I say quietly. "Wait Dean! Why don't you stay with me and Jess... My girlfriend." He is offering me to stay with him and his girl. I don't know what to say. If I do then Sam's normal might be gone forever. If I don't I might be trapped between going back with dad or running away from him. I sigh. "I don't know Sam. I ju-" i'm cut off by Jess walking out of the arcade. "Sam! What are you doing? Who is this guy?" She asks.

I wince. Not because she was harsh or anything but the pain in my face starts to sting. Sam seems to notice. "Dean... Are you ok?" I sigh. No sense in hiding it now. "No. No I'm not." I try to keep my tears in but it makes me feel sick. I look away from them as I start walking again. "Wanna stay with us?" I hear the soft voice ask. Jess... Asked me to stay with them. Dammit. "Please Dean... Please?" Sam asks softly. He throws the puppy dog eyes at me. Crap! I always fall for it. "Ok..." I sigh. Sam smiles along with Jess. I guess she's heard of me because she instantly new who Sam was talking about when he said "Dean." I start walking towards them. About to start a new life. Hope my dad won't come looking for me.