family ties, supernatural [ 1 ]

029. possessed

Tabitha, Griffin, and Dean had woken up to Sam gone one day and still haven't been able to find him days later.

They're currently parked at an underpass and are standing outside the car while Dean calls Ellen.

"Ellen, it's me again. Any chance you've heard from him?" Dean asks. "I swear, it's like looking for my dad all over again. I'm losing my mind here. No, we've called him a thousand times, there's nothing but voicemail. We don't know where he went or why. Sam's just gone." Dean says.

Dean's phone beeps.

"Hang on." Dean looks at the person calling him and sees it's Sam making him immediately answer. "Sammy? Where the hell are you? Are you okay?" "Hey, hey, hey! Calm down. Where are you? All right, don't move, We're on our way."

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They rush through the halls of the motel. Dean finds the room number Sam gave him and he knocks on the door.

"Sam, it's us. Sam!" Dean calls. He turns the knob, the door being unlocked. They walk in, going over to Sam who is sitting at the end of one of the beds.

"Dude." Griffin pats Sam's shoulder, giving him a concerned look. "Dude, you gave us heart attacks. What the fuck?"

"Sam? Hey." Dean crouches next to Sam who is sitting on the end of the bed.

"Hey." Sam mumbles.

"Are you bleeding?" Dean asks.

"I tried to wash it off." Sam says.

Dean sees Sam's shirt covered in blood and he feels around for a wound.

"I don't think it's my blood." Sam says.

"Whose is it?" Griffin asks.

"I don't know." Sam answers.

"Sam, what the hell happened?"

"Guys, I don't remember anything."

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Dean went out to get some food while the others stayed at the motel. Sam changed into clean clothes and seems a tiny bit less out of it.

"Honestly, I'm just offended you left us alone with Dean. That's a rude move." Griffin says, trying to keep the mood light.

"You know, sympathy is a thing." Tabitha quips.

"I'm sympathetic. I just prefer to make jokes as a cheer up attempt." Griffin says. "I know how to read the room."

"Not very well." Tabitha remarks.

"Guys." Sam lets out a heavy sigh. "If you wanna make me feel better, do not fight."

"She started it." Griffin mumbles.

Tabitha rolls her eyes, glaring at her brother, but keeps her mouth shut.

The door opens and Dean walks in with a grocery bag and a liter of soda.

"What'd you find out?" Sam asks.

"You checked in two days ago under the name Richard Sambora. Of course, I think the scariest part about this whole thing is the fact that you're a Bon Jovi fan." Dean says.

"Dean." Sam gives him a look.

"Your room's been quiet, nobody's noticed anything unusual." Dean says.

"You mean no one saw me walking around covered in blood?" Sam asks.

"Yeah. That's what I mean."

"Then how the hell did I get here, Dean? What happened to me?"