|The End Is Near
Author: Jaivaramongolid PM
Dean wakes up in a motel room without Sam. He has no idea what's happened, but soon finds a disturbing clue. Au-ishRated: Fiction T - English - Supernatural/Suspense - Dean W. & Sam W. - Chapters: 10 - Words: 26,699 - Reviews: 17 - Favs: 7 - Follows: 12 - Updated: 06-18-09 - Published: 08-13-08 - Status: Complete - id: 4469643
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Note: Ok. Remember this is my first story, and I'm from Norway so the English might not be the best. And this is a complete AU
Disclaimer: I do not own supernatural. The wonderful Eric Kripke Does
Might be some bad language
Dean wakes up. Everything is dark and blurry. He tries to stand up, but soon find out it's a bad idea. There's a huge headache, and his head feels like it's ready to explode. 'Oh my god that hurts' he thinks "Sam! You here?" There's no response .Dean sighed , where the hell was Sam, and what the hell had happened. When he turned around he saw blood all over the floor were he had been.
"What the hell?" he said silent, as he felt the itchy dried blood on the side of his face. He let his hand follow the blood until he felt a little wound on his right temple. His first thought was that someone had knocked him out and taken Sam. No. It would have been hard for them to take Sam, after all he was good at fighting and there was no sign of a struggle. On the other hand they could have drugged Sam with something, and taken him.
Then everything came back to him. The Hunt, the extreme demonic omens, Sam's strange behaviour and The fight he and Sam had had right before someone had knocked him out.
It took him some time to remember everything. He and Sam had started arguing about Sam. Dean was worried about him, but he didn't seem to care much. Sam had been acting strange now for a while. The last thing he remembers was that he was standing up, yelling at Sam. Then he felt something connect with his head, and everything went black.
He looked around the room for his cell-phone. He looked through his contact list finally finding Sam's number. "Come one, Come on. Pick up the damn phone, Sam." It sounded almost like a plea. His face was full of fear. Fear that something bad had happened to his little brother.
"Hey, it's me I can't get to the phone right now, but if you leave a message I'll call u back."
A small beep follow the voicemail. "Fuck!" Dean slammed the phone in the ground. He was getting worried now. What if something had happened to Sam. No. he shook he's head, finding out that it wasn't the best idea at the moment. "No dark and gloomy thoughts now, Dean. Just gotta focus on finding him before something does happen."
He looked out the window and noticed that the Impala was gone. "God Damnit! Why does my baby always go missing when I really need her?" He kicked the door the hardest he could, almost making break and various cursing words came out of his mouth.
Then he remember the wound on his head and walked to the bathroom. They were staying at the worlds crappiest motel and he just hoped someone would have seen Sam go out. If not he had to think of something else.
He reached under the sink for a towel and then he held it under the shower until it was full of water. As he was washing the blood away he rememberd that Bobby could still be in town. They had just worked a job with him and he prayed to god that Bobby hadn't left yet.
If there was someone who could find Sam, it was Bobby
He was leaning over the sink now, thinking about why Sam would go MIA in the middle of a war. He could have been kidnapped, because that seemd to happen a lot. Maybe he had ran off. No he wouldn't do that, they were in the middle of a demon war. He splashed some cold water in his face, and cleared his mind of any bad thoughts. As he was bringing his head up a horrible sight met him. On the mirror written in blood was the sentence
"Hail the boy king "