Dean sighed and continued their drive home.
Sam gripped the sleeve at his elbow again bringing his knees up. "If it helps my case any I'm not hurt..and it wasn't my fault."
"Sammy it's okay."
"But..but dad."
"You're gonna stay at bobby's, I'll tell him bobby wanted help with research okay buddy?"
Sam softly nodded.
Dean eventually arrived at bobby's thirty minutes later and parked for sam. Dean and sam walked in as dean explained to bobby. Sam went to his room there and sat onto the bed. Sam's mind only went to 'Ross' and wouldn't go away. Sam groaned in frustration, apparently to loud since dean walked up concerned.
"You okay sammy?"
"Huh? Yeah"
"What happened, you seem off?"
Sam blushed
"I was just thinking of somethings..sorry"
"What exactly were you thinking?" He arched an eyebrow.
"Nothing..just nothing."
"Sam." He Warned
"Just a guy okay!"
Sam immediately clamped his mouth shut tight after saying that, his emotions indeciding.
"A guy. A guy sam?"
Sam stayed silent.
