Being Alive ( D.W)

The Box

Morning. 

Mary "Elena, I don't know what's going on, but something is going on. Just give me some time. Let me talk to him, okay?"

I nodded "Okay, yeah. Um, yeah. Alright, ."

Then i hung up. 

Night. At the cabin. 

I walked over to the Impala. 

Suddenly Dean turned around and aimed a gun at me. 

I raised my hands "whoa! Easy!

Dean looked at me shocked. 

Me "the hell is going on?"

Dean "mom. she's gone"

In the cabin. 

Donna "Put my guys on it, they're running 'em. I'm sorry."

Dean shook his head "It's not your fault, Donna."

Me "It's mine and Sam's. Nick said when he left he was just gonna go home. I-I didn't know he was..."

Dean "Killing people?"

Donna's radio cracked.

Officer "Sheriff?"

Donna "Yeah. Go for Hanscum."

Officer "We got that van you were looking for. A traffic cam just caught it pulling into a storage facility outside Grand Rapids."

Donna "Copy that. I got it from here."

Dean "How far is Grand Rapids?"

Donna "30, 40 minutes."

Dean "We'll be there in 20."

Then he walked out. 

We followed him. 

In the Impala. 

Me "Say it. I can see you want to. Might as well go ahead and say it."

Dean "Alright. Nick is not a project. He's a freakin' puppy. He was Lucifer's vessel for years."

I nodded "I know that, Dean. I thought --"

Dean "You thought he'd what? Just walk it off? Come on, man. You're not that dumb."

Me "It's not about being dumb, Dean. It's called compassion. Look, what happened to Nick could've happened to Sam. It almost happened to him. You change one little thing in our past, and that was him. Lucifer wearing him to the prom. And besides, since when do we give up on people? Since when do we just cut people loose?"

Dean "well, maybe you need to learn, okay? 'Cause when people are past the point of saving, maybe you need to learn to walk away."

I shook my head and looked out. 

In a storage unit. 

Nick was aiming a knife at Mary. 

I shot at the fence making Nick back off. 

Me "Get away from her! Stay back."

Dean rushed to Mary. 

Me "Is she alright?"

Dean "She's good."

I asked irritated "What's wrong with you? What are you doing?"