Lost and Found- Sam Winchester

chapter five

Dean returns a few hours later, and Sam was still as fine as ever. He had been resting his head on my shoulder and I was leaning into him. He did not try to attack me or do anything, he was soft and kind, pure just like he always had been. The doctor had came and took his blood again, coming back into the room a few moments later.

"No change to his blood at all. He's going to be fine."

I mouth the words thank you to keep Sam from waking up. But, Dean came in and startled him, causing him to shake awake, bumping his head into mine. 

"Ouch." I sit up, grabbing a knife to cut his wrists free.

"Sorry to ruin your nap but we should get the hell out of dodge." Dean smiles, Sam looking back over to me.

"I'm fine?"

"Yep, doc said your blood is normal. No changes in the past five hours."

"Maybe it's because of my abilities."

"Yeah, it could be. Whatever it was, it saved your life."

He stands up, walking over to Dean, beginning to grab his things. I feel my face get hot, remembering the kiss I had shared with Sam a few hours ago. No one else knew, it was our little secret. I follow them out of the facility and sit in the backseat of the car as Dean begins driving away, looking back to see a group of people standing, waiting. They slowly got farther and farther away.

I lean back in the seat and relax, today was a long day and it had been my first hunt ever. 

"You did great back there, Angie. Great first hunt if you ask me." Dean said, tapping the steering wheel as he sang along to a song on the radio.

"Thanks. It felt weird. I killed someone."

"You saved my life." Sam looks back at me and smiles.

"No problem. I did what I had to do, to protect my family."

"Family?"

"Yeah, you're the closest thing I have to it."

"Welcome to the family then, Angie." 

I smile staring out the window, looking at the scenery. I couldn't help but hear the boys talking, and suddenly the car pulls over and they both get out. I awkwardly just sit in the car, waiting for them to come back, probably just some family drama. But then I see it getting heated and I decide to get out of the car.

I shut the door behind me and hear Sam's voice crack, noticing that he was upset. Dean had been yelling something at him.

"What is that supposed to mean? Dad's dying words were to protect me and if you couldn't, you would have to kill me?"

"I don't know what it means Sammy, I just know that he thinks you could possibly be a threat later on! That doesn't mean I believe him! Make me not believe him." Dean throws his hands to his side and looks to the ground.

Sam begins walking over to me.

"Let's go. Grab your things."

"What?"

"Me and you, were leaving."

"Where are we gonna go?"

"Somewhere, anywhere but with him."

"Sammy, please don't do this." Dean tries to stop him from grabbing his bags but he refuses.

I look between Dean and Sam, trying to decide who I should follow.

"What's it gonna be? Me or him?" Sam looks to me, and over to Dean.

I grab my bags from the backseat and see Dean's expression change. He gets into the car and drives away, leaving me and Sam on the side of the road, in the middle of no where.