Why not? Destiel & Sam/Jess (high school AU)

Lost

Dean

The force of the explosion was so strong, I was blown out of the house, considering I was right in front of the door when it went off. I blacked out for a few seconds, then I wool up with my ears ringing, and my entire body ached. I slowly lifted my head up as my stiff neck cracked. I looked behind me and saw the entire house engulfed in flames. I got up and limped around the outside of the house.

"Cas!" I call out weekly. "Lucifer! Michael! Balthazar?"

"Dean!" I here cas call out. I run to where it came from. I see cas covered in head to toe in ash.

"Cas thank god." I say, pulling him into a tight hug.

"Dean, we have to find my brothers." His voice cracks. I pull away.

"Right here guys." They call out walking up behind us. They're to covered in ash. Cas runs up and hugs them.

"They planted a bomb." I state. The son of a bitch who took Gabe, Anna, and Charlie planted a fucking bomb.

"We have to go. Now." Michael says. Finally. Something I agree with. I run to the front of the house, and, thankfully, my baby made it. We all hop in and I drive to the motel. When we get there, I see the entire thing is up in flames! All my stuff! All of Sammys stuff! Dad! I go to get out of the car, but cas grabs into my arm.

"Dean, no!" He protests.

"Cas, all my stuff, sams stuff, my dad! I have to go!" He didn't understand the real reason I wanted to go in there. He shakes his head.

"Dean, going in there, it's suicide! I can't lose anyone else!" I stop struggling against his grip. Then my phone starts ringing. I grab and see it's my dad. A little bit of relief falls into me. I answer it.

"Dad? What happened?" I ask concerned.

"Dean, I'm fine. I grabbed as much stuff as I could, but a lot of your stuff is gone." I stop for a minute. My muscles tense up.

"What happened?"

"There was a bomb in the basement where they took Sam. Someone planted it there."

"Thats the exact same thing that happened to cas. The same people took his little brother and his big sister."

"How do you know?"

"Where are you at? I can show you."

"I'm in Ohio." Ohio?!

"How the hell did you get there so fast?"

"I'd doesn't matter. Just come and meet me."

"Yes sir." He hangs up.

"Was that your boss?" Lucifer asks.

"My dad, actually." I correct.

"Why do you call him 'sir'?" I roll my eyes. I hate it when people ask me that question.

"We're going to Ohio." I say instead of answering his question. It's none of his business anyways.

"But you didn't answer-" I interrupt him by started the engine. Then i started driving. We just drive for hours. Hours of silence and thinking. Thinking about the loved ones we've lost and when we'll get them back. Thinking about how long it'll be, and if they're okay. But none of us dared to think if they're even still alive.