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"What do you mean dad may get me back?" Sam asks, fear in his eyes. "After what he did to you?"

"I know it isn't fair, Sammy, but-"

"No, don't but me, Dean. You said you would always protect me."

"I am, we're gonna do everything we can, okay?" I pinch the bridge of my nose.

"And what if he gets me back? Are you going too? Or are you just going to run away?"

"I'll go with you."

"What if he stabs you again?"

"Then they will see that we told the truth."

"That's not good enough, Dean."

"What do you want me to say, Sam!? I'm trying!" I exclaim.

"Do something besides drink your life away!"

"Oh my god, I've only had three beers today!"

"It's 11 in the morning, Dean."

"Five in the evening somewhere, kiddo." I pat his shoulder.

"This isn't funny, Dean!" He shouts at me. "I want to stay here."

"And we will try our best-"

"Don't try your best, just do it." He tells me. "And stop drinking."

"Fuck you, Sam." I roll my eyes.

"You're an alcoholic, Dean. You need to quit it."

"And you need to quit bitching."

"I will when you start acting like an adult!"

I glare at my little brother. "I miss when you didn't talk."

"Fuck off." He growls. "Just leave me alone." He gets up trying to walk away, but I grab his hand. "Let go."

"Sammy, I know you're scared. I am too, but you need to understand that I'm going to try everything I can." A tear slides down my cheek.

A watch as tears start to stream down his face. "Dean, don't let me go back there."

I pull my baby brother onto the bed, holding him in my arms. "I won't." I whisper. "I promise."




(You guys are gonna hate me XD I'm not updating for a week)

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