Supernatural the family business

Chapter 30 all hell breaks loose part 2

Dean has put Shay down to bed since he cried himself to sleep and is now just standing in front of Sam's body staring at it. Bobby enters the building with a bucket of fried chicken and looks at a sleeping Shay then at Dean "Dean I brought you this back"

"No thanks, I'm fine" replied Dean

"You should eat something" said Bobby

"I'm fine" snapped Dean

Dean takes a swig from a bottle of whiskey still staring at Sam's dead body. He definitely lied to Shay telling him that Sam is just asleep recovering from his injury because he can't tell the kid that his dad is dead. Bobby looks at Dean "Dean... I hate to bring this up, I really do. But don't you think maybe it's time... we bury Sam?" Dean shakes head "we could....maybe"

"What torch his corpse?" Dean questioned

"I want you to come with me" replied Bobby

"I'm not going anywhere" answered Dean

"Dean.....Please" said Bobby

"Would you cut me some slack?" asked Dean

Bobby glances at a sleeping Shay then back at Dean "I just don't think you should be alone, that's all. I gotta admit, I could use your help." Dean snorts "Something big is going down – end-of-the world big."

"THEN LET IS END" yelled Dean

"You don't mean that" replied Bobby

Dean looks at Bobby "You don't think so? Huh? You don't think I've given enough? You don't think I've paid enough? I'm done with it. All of it. And if you know what's good for you, you'd turn around, and get the hell out of here" Bobby stands there, shaking his head. shoving Bobby suddenly Go!" yelling then pause, then contritely: "I'm sorry. I'm sorry. Please, just go"

"You know where I be then" replied Bobby

Bobby leaves as a tear falls from Dean. Dean sits beside Sam's corpse "You know, when we were little— and you couldn't been more than 5— you just started asking questions. How come we didn't have a mom? Why do we always have to move around? Where'd Dad go when he'd take off for days at a time? I remember I begged you, "Quit asking, Sammy. Man, you don't want to know.I just wanted you to be a kid... Just for a little while longer. I always tried to protect you... Keep you safe... Dad didn't even have to tell me. It was just always my responsibility, you know? It's like I had one job... I had one job... And I screwed it up." pause "I blew it. And for that, I'm sorry. (wipes tears from his face "I guess that's what I do. I let down the people I love. I let Dad down. And now I guess I'm just supposed to let you down, too. How can I? How am I supposed to live with that?" crying "What am I supposed to do? Sammy. God. What am I supposed to do?" inhales sharply "WHAT AM I SUPPOSED TO DO?!" he yells and stands up and leaves the room heading somewhere

An hour later and Sam gasps awake to see Shay looking at him confused, Sam smiles as Shay engulfs Sam in a hug "daddy, uncle Dean said you were sleeping because you were injured. You slept for ages"

"Did I now bud, maybe I needed the sleep" Sam chuckles

Dean enters and looks at Sam "Sammy, thank god" Dean pulls Sam into a hug "I'm sorry. I'm sorry, man. I'm just... I'm just happy to see you up and around, that's all." Sam nods, looking puzzled. "Come on, sit down." Both sit

"Okay. Dean.....What happened to me?" asked Sam

"What do you remember?" asked Dean

" I-I saw you and Bobby, and... I felt this pain. This sharp pain, like... white-hot, you know, and then you started running at me, and... that's about it" explained Sam