Lost and Found

Chapter four

Crowley recognized the teen that he saw, it was the four-year-old he chased down all those years ago. He had to do it to the kid, he certainly had grown up a lot, but that didn't change anything.

"Squirrel go home now or you're fired," Crowley said to Dean. "I have some research to do and the next time you lie to me," he continued. "You'll go without supper for a week," Crowley walked away leaving Dean to process everything. Rather than arguing, Dean left and made his way back to the house. Upon getting home he walked to his room, however, his head started to hurt as he gripped the corner of the wall. Dean had been six years old when he saw his mother getting who he believed to be his younger brother ready for bed.

"Time for bed Sammy," he heard his mother say. Dean stayed near the entrance of his brother's room when he heard someone attempting to break down the door. Dean's eyes opened as he was shocked to discover that he did indeed have a brother named Sammy. Which couldn't be a coincidence since the kid he was just talking to was named Sam.

"That's not possible," Dean said. Exhausted, he walked to his room to think about everything that had gone down. Meanwhile, Crowley was in his office busy doing research on everything that had happened, he stumbled across the kid's name and birthdate. The kid's full name was Samuel William Winchester, currently named Sam Campbell.  The night he had attacked the Winchester family and kidnapped their oldest son was a day he couldn't forget. Crowley hated the Winchesters and it didn't help that he used to be best friends with their father, however, the night that John Winchester threw him under the bus was the day he was going to seek revenge on them. So he had planned everything from breaking into the house to killing the parents. His main target was Dean Winchester, he had taken Dean and pretty much mentally and physically abused him. He just didn't see a use for Samuel Winchester and figured that the kid might have run off to die.

However, now that wasn't the case, now the kid was back and if he spoke to Dean, he could jog his memories and have him remember everything. Despite Dean having amnesia, that kid still had the locket. If Sam had seen what Crowley had done to Dean then it would only be a matter of time before Sam would go to the police. He was not going to have that happen, not in this lifetime. Crowley had worked long and hard to get to where he was and besides, what more could Sam do? He was a kid after all. Once Crowley was done doing his research, he made his way back to his house where he would make Dean lie to the police.

At the same time, Sam had managed to make it home back to his grandparents, they had been so worried about him that they almost called the police. He apologized multiple times for worrying and promised to never do it again running up to his room. The events that happened today wouldn't leave his mind as he was convinced that the Dean he met was his long-lost brother. But how would he prove it? It's not like he could steal some hair off him and do a DNA test, that wouldn't really prove anything if they came back as incorrect.

"I need to take matters into my own hands," Sam said sitting up in his bed. "Crowley or whoever that man is, is hurting De and I have to stop him," he continued. Sam made the decision to discuss what he saw today with the cops and once Crowley was gone, he could talk to Dean and reveal himself. It would be easy, there was no way that his search could fail now when he was possibly so close. Sam dialed 911 and his phone rang a few times before someone picked up.

"Hello?" Jody asked on the other end.

"Hello Jody, this is Sam from earlier today, I'd like to report a case of abuse," Sam explained.

"On who?" Jody asked. She never liked these kinds of calls because abusers made her feel sick to her stomach.

"Crowley," Sam said simply. However, while Jody hated Crowley just as much as anyone else, she knew it was going to be harder to take Crowley in considering he was extremely powerful and people were afraid of him.