The Winchester Three (S1): The Beginning

Ch 13 Section 5

Back at the motel...

Dean paced while holding the phone to his ear, listening to it ring out as Sam and Angel sat on the beds watching him, "Come on Dad, answer your phone damn it." He hung up, "Somethings wrong."

"You're right, he should've been back by now." Angel got up worriedly, "What the hell are we supposed to do?" She turned and saw Sam staring at the wall, giving his best bitch face, "Hello, Sam, did you hear us? Somethings wrong."

"If you two had just let me go in there, I coulda ended all this!"

"Sam." Dean took a steadying breath, "The only thing you would have ended was your life."

"You don't know that."

Dean stomped towards him, "So what, you're just willing to sacrifice yourself, is that it?"

"Yeah." Sam stood, "Yeah you're damn right I am!"

"Well that's not going to happen, not as long as I'm around! Or her!" He pointed to Angel, "Shes not gonna sit around and watch you kill yourself either!"

"What the hell are you talking about, Dean?" Sam scoffed, "We've been searching for this demon our whole lives. It's the only thing we've ever cared about."

"Sam, I wanna waste it. I do. Okay? But it's not worth dying over."

"What?"

"I mean it. If hunting this demon means getting yourself killed then I hope we never find the damn thing."

"That thing killed Jess. That thing killed Mom."

"You said yourself once, that no matter what we do, they're gone, and they're never coming back."

Sam totally lost it, and grabbed Dean roughly before shoving him hard against the wall, "Don't you say that, not you! Not after all this, don't you say that!"

"Stop! Stop fighting!" Angel quickly ran over and separated them, tears in her eyes, "Sammy... He just means... the four of us, that's all we have. Losing one of you guys... I don't think i could handle that."

Dean nodded, also emotional, "Sometimes I feel like I'm barely holding it together man... and without you or Angel or Dad..."

"Dad..." Sam said upset, he turned away walking across the room, "He should have called by now. Try him again."

Dean raised his phone and dialed one last time but this time there's an answer, one that had his blood running cold.

Meg's voice ran loud and clear, "You Winchesters really screwed up this time."

Dean instantly became angry, "Where is he?"

"You're never going to see your father again."