I sit at the window on this hot summer day as usual. Bobby hands me another beer.
"Thanks." I take it and open it trying to hide that I'm still pretty down about Dean being gone unintentionally.
"we'll get him back Brooke." He says sipping his beer
"will we Bobby? Sammy went off and I can't find him he's gonna be so pissed at me for failing him. That's if he's out there alive, but, I doubt it." He sits down at the table diagonal from the window I'm at.
I get up from my seat and sit across from him twiddling my finger around the bottle rim.
"you didn't try to go and make a deal did you?" I avoid eye contact shaking my head.
"they wouldn't take Sammy or me." he pats my back
"they said he was on their most wanted list or something."
"well keep readin see what ya find."
after awhile the phone rings and he stands up to go get it while I keep reading and slightly nose in.
"Who's me?"
"This ain't funny. Call again and I'll kill ya."
He slams the phone back. down and I look at him confused
"you good?"
he rolls his eyes
"some dumbs playing pranks. Just keep reading."
Hours of reading start to become a drag so I sit at the window seat again taking a break.
I begin to scroll through my contacts and see Dean, so I let myself smile a bit as there is a knock on door. I put my phone away and see a frozen Bobby.
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"Surprise." I would recognize that man's voice from anywhere and my body freezes.
"I don't believe it."Says Bobby letting him in.
"I don't either but here I am." Bobby begins fighting with him.
I can't move
"Bobby. Bobby it's me."
he grabs a silver knife
"my ass."
"your name is Robert Stephen Singer. You became a hunter after your wife got possessed. You're the closest thing I have to a father, and that girl over there is Brooke." I look at them and just sip my beer in shock.
