Bonds Broken ~Dean Winchester Love Story~

All Hell Breaks Loose Pt. 2 -- Carlotta's Disappointment

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Bobby's surprise was not nearly as evident as I had expected, though, I did wonder if he was holding it all in. "Sam," He breathed out in shock. "It's good to... see you up and around."

"Yeah, well..." Sam hummed before patting Bobby's shoulder. "Thanks for patching me up."

Bobby's gaze followed him. "Don't mention it." Bobby shared a look with me as Dean followed after his brother.

"Honestly, I'm thinking the same thing," I mutter as quietly as I can, and the tears threaten to fall. "But... he wouldn't.... Would he?"

Bobby gestures for me to step inside before closing the door behind me. "Well, Sam's better..." Dean trailed off as he turned to look at us. "And we're back at it. So... what do you know?"

"Well," Bobby shrugged. "I found something, but I'm not sure what the hell it means."

"What is it?" Sam asks.

"Demonic omens.... Like a frickin' tidal wave. Cattle Deaths, Lightning Storms. They skyrocketed from out of nowhere. Here-" Bobby unfurls a map onto the table. He gestured towards the orange spots. "All around here except for one place --  Southern Wyoming."

"Wyoming?" Dean asked.

"Yeah, that one area's totally clean-- spotless. It's almost as if...."

"Shit," I breathe out softly.

"What?" Sam asked.

"The demons are surrounding it." I explain. "I don't know why, but I know it's gonna be bad, my stomachs acting like a bull on meth. Sammy, would you look at it for a moment?"

"Yeah, maybe you'd catch something I couldn't." Bobby mentions quickly.

"Yeah, sure," Sam hums.

"Come on, Dean. I got some more books in the truck. Lottie, got a new weapon for you, too--" Bobby stated. I follow after Bobby without a word, and Dean follows shortly after.

Once we're far enough away from the house, Bobby whirls around on Dean. "You stupid ass! What did you do?" Bobby snarled. Dean doesn't answer quickly enough, and Bobby grasps his front in fury. "What did you do?!" Dean still doesn't answer, and I cup my mouth with my hands. "You made a deal... for Sam, didn't you?"

"How long did they give you?" I ask in a soft whisper.

"Guys..."

"How long!?" Bobby and I hissed.

Dean swallows lightly. "One year."

"Damn it, Dean!" Bobby growled as my throat hitches up.

"Which is why we got to find this yellow-eyed son of a bitch," Dean remarks quickly. "That's why I'm gonna kill him myself. I got nothing to lose now, right?"

"Excuse me?" I ask in disbelief.

"I could throttle you!" Bobby snarled as he grabbed onto Dean's jacket again.

"And send me downstairs ahead of schedule?" Dean said nonchalantly.

"What is it with you Winchesters, huh?" Bobby asks through his teeth after releasing Dean. "You, your Dad, you're both just itching to throw yourselves down the pit."

"That's my point. Dad brought me back, Bobby," Dean tried to reason. "I'm not even supposed to be here. At least this way, something good could come out of it, you know? It's like my life can mean something."