Sunlight ¥ Dean Winchester [1]

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Nothing was said between the two, they just stood staring at each other.

"Bobby?" Jessica looked at the man confused.

"Come in." Bobby motioned for everyone to follow him. "I found something. But I'm not sure what the hell it means."

"What is it?" Sam asked.

"Demonic omens... like a freakin tidal wave." Bobby replied. "Cattle deaths, lightning storms. They skyrocketed from out of nowhere. Here." Bobby pulled out a map and pointed to Wyoming. "All around here except for one place—" Bobby pointed to southern Wyoming. "Southern Wyoming."

"Wyoming?" Dean asked.

"Yeah." Bobby looked at Dean. "That one area's totally clean—spotless. It's almost as if..."

"What?" Sam asked.

"...the demons are surrounding it." Bobby finished.

"But you don't know why?" Dean asked.

"No, and by this point, my eyes are swimming." Bobby said. He looked at Sam. "Sam, would you take a look at it? Maybe you can catch something I couldn't."

"Yeah, sure." Sam replied.

"Jess, you go on with him, he might need help."

Jessica nodded her head. "Alright". Then she left the room with Sam.

"Dean, come help me lug in some books." Bobby asked as he stepped outside.

"Yeah." Dean followed him.

The two walked a few ways away from the house, then Bobby turned around making dean stop in his tracks. "You stupid ass!" Bobby was filling with rage. "What did you do?"

Dean looked away from Bobby and rolled his eyes.

Bobby grabbed Dean's jacket and shook him. "What did you do?!" Dean looked down at the ground.

"You made a deal... for Sam, didn't you?" Bobby asked. Dean finally looked at Bobby. "How long did they give you?"

"Bobby." Dean didn't want to have this conversation.

"How long?!" Bobby shouted.

"One year." Dean replied.

"Damn it, Dean." Bobby sighed.

"Which is why we got to find this yellow-eyed son of a bitch." Dean said. "That's why I'm gonna kill him myself. I got nothing to lose now, right?"

Bobby grabbed Dean's jacket and pulled him closer. "I could throttle you!"

"And send me downstairs ahead of schedule?" Dean cocked an eyebrow.

Bobby let Dean go. "What is it with you Winchester's, huh? You, your dad, you're both just itching to throw yourselves down the pit."

"That's my point." Dean started. "Dad brought Jessica back, Bobby. She's not even supposed to be here." His voice was breaking. "At least this way, something good could come out of it, you know? It's like her life could mean something."

Bobby looked shocked. "What? And it didn't before? Have you got that low an opinion of Jessica? Are you that screwed in the head?!" Bobby grabbed Dean's jacket again.

"I couldn't let him die, Bobby." Dean said quietly. "I couldn't. He's my brother."

"How's your brother gonna feel when he knows you're going to hell? How's Jessica gonna feel?" There was no answer from Dean. "How'd you feel when you knew your dad was going for Jessica?"

"You can't tell him." Dean said. "Not even Jess. You take a shot at me, whatever you got to do, but please don't tell them."

Bobby exhaled and patted Dean on the cheek. He was going to say something when a rattling sound broke the two from their fight. They ran towards the noise and hid behind a few cars. Once the person got closer, they ran out and grabbed them.

"Ellen?" Dean looked at the woman. She nodded her head. "Ellen." Dean pulled her in for a hug.

"Come on, let's get inside." Bobby said. Dean nodded his head and the three of them headed for the house.