The sharpest lives

31.

In the bunker, Sam was looking ath the TV, watching news, hoping he will ses his best friends there. They all knew, that they were wanted and their first reaction was ''what the hell did they do?''.

,,Now let's talk about the fire in South Dakota." women on news said. ,,Police said this was fault of two wanted criminals, Hunter Black and Meira Sanchez. Their fake ID's were found in the ashes of the house and their car stayed there. Police pronouced them dead."

Sam turned of the TV. He couldn't believe it.

,,Dean!" he screamed. He wanted to call Cas too, but his voice just broke.

But Cas knew it too and Dean already saw it in his room. They all met in the library. No one could believe it, this couldn't be true, right?

Sam was shaking from shock and panic. Castiel was trying to find his two human best friends and Dean sat there, staring at the empty space in front of him. His best friend used to sat there, this young, short blondie full of good energy he grew to care for like a sister, now forever gone. He didn't even know it, but he was crying. How he wished, he said better goodbye to the young girl, who always made him laugh and cared for him, for all of them more than she cared for herself. He never told her, how proud of her he was. Then he looked next to him and his heart broke. The girl that always sat there, next to him, the one who was always by his side, drinking with him after hunts. The girl he grew to love was gone as well, never telling her how much he actually loved her, regretting it every night since they left. He wanted to punch something so he felt better, but he knew that not even destorying his own hand woulf fix how in pain he was right now.

Sam was still in shock, not believing it. They can't be dead, right? No, they can't be. He knew, Hunter was way too carefull to die like this, that she was one of the smartest people he knew. She wouldn't let it happen. He tried to tell himself that, because it was better than admitting that he lost them. That he lost his best friend, who he hurt and now he can never fix it. And that he lost her. That he lost Meira. After Jessica, he never though he'll be able to love someone else that much, until Meira came to his life. He never told her that he loved her, he didn't even said goodbye, didn't even try to stop her, because of some stupid fight. He hated himself now. He just wished, he could tell her how much he actually needed her in his life, how much she meant to him. He broke down next to his older brother, falling to the chair where the lovely, sarcastic brown haired girl always sat.

Castiel couldn't find his two best friends, feeling awefully sad at the sight in front of him. He wanted to let the brothers alone with their emotions and went to his own room. He felt like he disappointed them once again, he was supposed to protect them and he felt like he failed in this one. He sat on the bed and let tears run down his face. Meira always told him, he wasn't a failure, when he messed something up. She understood him, because she always messed something up too. She was the first one to call him family. And Hunter, she always made jokes around him, what made him laugh even thoug he didn't understand them. She taughed him so much about living on Earth and she didn't give up with him. Never.

The brothers cried, losing another part of their already small family. They missed their girls more than anything and now they were gone. But they knew, they will do anything to bring them back, but first, they needed to heal from their heartbreak. That was something only time could do.

*B&S*