Sunlight ¥ Dean Winchester [1]

7

[Two weeks after finding the Colt]

It had been a few hours after John had left to go after Meg. He was going to give her the Colt, but it would be a fake one, while Sam and Dean went to save a family in possible danger. Sam and Dean came back to the motel, the family safe. But John hadn't been back for a few hours. Jessica got worried. She called him several times, he never answered. That's when she knew he wasn't coming back to the motel. She knew he'd been captured.

Dean had taken the phone from Jessica and called his dad. He didn't expect Meg to answer the phone.

"You boys really screwed up this time." Meg had a smile on her lips.

Dean looked at Sam with wide eyes. "Where is he?"

"You're never gonna see your father again."

Dean lowered the phone. His breathing was shaky. He was scared.  "They've got Dad." Dean walked towards his brother. Jessica stood up quickly.

"Meg?" Sam asked.

"Yeah." Dean replied.

"What did she say?!" Sam asked through clenched teeth.

"I just told you, Sammy." Dean grabbed the Colt and placed it in his waistband.

"What are you doing, Dean?" Jessica asked.

"We got to go." Dean said as he grabbed his bag.

"Why?" Sam asked.

"Because the demon knows we're in salvation. Alright, it knows we've got the Colt. Its got Dad. It's probably coming for us next."

"Good," Sam started. "We still got three bullets left, let it come."

"Listen, tough guy, we're not ready!" Dean yelled. "Okay, we don't know how many of them are out there. Now we're no good to anybody dead. We're leaving... now."

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The Impala's tires squealed as Dean made a sharp turn.

"...We just need a plan." Dean started. "They're gonna want to trade him for the gun.

Sam shook his head.

"What?" Dean asked.

"If that were true, why didn't Meg mention a trade?"

Dean was silent.

"Dad, he might be—"

"Don't, Sam." Jessica had tears filling her eyes. "I don't want to believe it anymore than you do."

"I'm sorry Jess," Sam said. "But if he is, all the more reason to kill this damn thing."

"Everything stops until Dad comes back!" Dean yelled.

Sam sighed. "So how do we find him?"

"I don't know," Dean said. "Maybe we go to Lincoln. Start at the warehouse where he was taken."

"Come on, Dean. You really think the demons are gonna leave a trail?" Sam asked.

"You're right." Dean said. "We need help." He pushed the gas and the car sped faster down the road. Soon, they arrived at Bobby's house.