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Chapter Ten

 The father and daughter were standing staring at Sam's body, when Bobby walked in holding a bucket of fried chicken, looking at the two, "Dean? Ryleigh?" he hold the bucket out towards the two.

Dean shook his head at his father figure, ""No, thanks. I'm fine."

Ryleigh also declined the food, "Me too, I can't eat right now."

Bobby shook his head looked at the two of the he was worried about them, "you should eat something both of you."

Dean rolled his eyes and snapped, "I said I'm fine."

Ryleigh sighed looking at him, "I just really couldn't keep it down right now."

Dea takes a drink from a bottle of Whiskey, and Bobby looks at him, "Dean... I hate to bring this up, I really do but don't you think maybe it's time that we bury Sam?"

"No." Dean declines.

"We could" then Bobby sighs "maybe..." then he trailed off.

Dean just looked at him, and said calmly. ""What? Torch his corpse? Not yet."

Bobby looks at Dean then at Ryleigh "I want you to come with me both of you"

"I'm not going anywhere." Dean tells him

"I'm not going anywhere either" Ryleigh was going to stick with her father.

"Ryleigh, Dean, please." Bobby tries to plead with the two.

Dean looks at him "Would you cut us some slack?"

"I just don't think you either of you should be alone, that's all. I gotta admit, I could use your help."

Ryleigh shook her head at the man, "trust me, Bobby I am no help to anyone like this."

He nodded at her answer and looked at Dean, "Something big is going down– end-of-the-world big."

Dean was angry and sad and hurt all at once and it seemed like nothing else matter now that his baby brother was dead, he yelled "Well, then let it end!"

Bobby gave him a look, "you don't mean that."

But at the moment Ryleigh thought 'I really think he does at the moment and I don't blame him he just lost his little brother.'

Dean gets up and stands in Bobby's face "You don't think so? Huh? You don't think I've given enough? You don't think I've paid enough? I'm done with it. All of it. And if you know what's good for you, you'd turn around, and get the hell out of here." then Dean suddenly shoves Bobby yelling "GO!" he pauses then says in a softer voice "I'm sorry. I'm sorry. Please, just go."

Bobby sighs "You know where I'll be." then he turns and walks out of the room.

Ryleigh sat beside her dad and even though he usually wasn't the 'chick flick moment' type, she still laid her head over on his shoulder but didn't say anything since she knew that nothing she said would make this better, he wrapped an arm around her shoulder knowing that she needed that comfort as much as he did neither said anything about it but Dean was talking to Sam and Ryleigh was listening to him talk, word because I know nothing I say will make this better so I just listen to him talking "You know when we were little— and you couldn't have been more than 5— you just started asking questions. How come we didn't have a mom? Why do we always have to move around? Where'd Dad go when he'd take off for days at a time? I remember I begged you, "Quit asking, Sammy. Man, you don't want to know." I just wanted you to be a kid... Just for a little while longer. I always tried to protect you... Keep you safe... Dad didn't even have to tell me. It was just always my responsibility, you know? It's like I had one job... I had one job... And I screwed it up." He pauses "I blew it. And for that, I'm sorry." he wipes tears from his face before continuing "I guess that's what I do. I let down the people I love. I let Dad down. And now I guess I'm just supposed to let you down, too. How can I? How am I supposed to live with that?"