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JULIETTE SAT QUIETLY IN the passenger seat of her brother's car, her head was placed against the window. she could feel the cold from the outside on the glass on her cheek, making it numb. she raised her hand to the glass and drew a heart with her finger in the fog.
"you okay?" her brother, dean, asked turning towards her.
"i'm fine." she replied, "i don't wanna see him dean."
dean laughed dryly, "are you kidding? you used to love sammy."
she scoffed, "yeah, maybe when i was ten."
"he's your family," said dean, turning back to look at the road.
"and we're his family." she took her head off the window and turned to him, "he left, why should we have to grovel for him to come back when he didn't even want us in the first place?"
"we need him, jj." dean reminded her.
"why? for the past four years we've been fine without him. we can find dad without him too."
dean muttered, "you and dad really know how to hold grudges."
juliette rolled her eyes, "whatever, it's just, what if he doesn't want to come with us?"
"he doesn't really have a choice." replied dean.
juliette put her head on the window again and sighed. they drove into an apartment complex that was about five minutes away from stanford. dean parked the car outside of the entrance and got out, juliette followed after him.
"so what do you say jj? you ready to see sammy?"
✪
sam's apartment was still and silent as he laid asleep on his side. he felt his girlfriend shift next to him and then a bang coming from outside of his bedroom. sam's eyes shot open, he got up out of bed hesitantly. he walked out of the bedroom and saw the window open. he looked in the doorway and saw a figure running by, he ran after it.
sam snuck up behind the figure and tackled it. the figure knocked sam off of him and tried to hit sam, sam dodged the blow. the figure grabbed sam's arm, swung him around, and shoved him back. sam tried to kick the figure but was blocked. he elbowed sam in the face while sam tried to kick at his head. the figure dodged sam's attempts and swung, sam blocked it again. the figure knocked sam down and pinned him to the floor.
"whoa, easy, tiger." the figure said.
sam took a deep breath, "dean? you scared the crap out of me."
dean smirked, "that's 'cause you're out of practice."
sam grabbed dean's hand and yanked it, slamming his heel into dean's back, reversing their positions leaving sam pinning dean down.
"or not." laughed dean.
sam felt a cold blade against his neck and he gulped, "try again." a voice whispered from behind sam.
