Day 9: Gone

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Bobby's POV:

I woke up to an unknown sound from the upstairs. I lay there for a second before I hear it again. I hurry up and grab by gun. I hear a little scream and more feet hitting the floor. That must be Dean getting up.

I race up the step two at a time. I see Dean at Sam's door, but there is no Sam. Dean had the door kicked in, with it almost hanging off the hinges, as he searches the room for the boy. Dean lowers his gun when he came up empty. Sam isn't in the room.

Dean and I look around the room for something that would help us find Sam. After what felt like hours we found a blood trail that leads to the window. The window was open half way and there was a piece of clothing that Dean and I both knew didn't belong to Sam.



*I have returned (Maybe?)! I need a name for this character. Suggestions are welcome and did you know that this story actually passed my Deaged Castiel and that one has been finished for forever (not really)! Thanks for the views and votes!*

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