Title: The Most Important Thing… chapter 1

Author: Sivan Shemesh

Disclaimer: They are not mine, though I would like to hire Dean…

Rate: T

Warning: Emotional stuff, angst and might OOC. Character death?

Summary: Sam is determined to find who kill Jessica, and leave Dean again. Will Sam understand what he caused, and ever come back in time, before Dean would killed.

Spoiler: Total AU. "Pilot", "Wendigo".

A.N: Important: I twist a bit the Pilot, don't kill me…


"D… Dean… please… I didn't mean to what I said." Sam regrets his words that he being said earlier.

"I know exactly what you mean Sammy." Dean snapped him as he started to walk over the black shining car.

Even in the night, the car had shone by the moonlight shade.

"Dean…" Sam called and ran after his brother.

Dean didn't stop, though he moved his hand, as it seemed to Sam as he stroking the car, moving his hand over it like tasting and feeling woman's body.

Dean opened the door of the Impala, but before he gets in, he turned around as he faces his little brother, and asked, "Are you coming or not?"

"Coming where?" Sam asked, his eyes were locked on Dean as he tried to examine his face but Dean broke the eye contact.

"To find dad…" Dean answered, and stared over the Impala.

"No… I can't… I want to find who kill Jessica…" Sam cried as he answered.

He wished to kill who murdered his beloved… 'if only Dean wasn't call me… she might be alive…' Sam thought as he blamed Dean in his mind, as for him his presences already cause death.

"Dad left me coordinates… we are going over Lost Creek, Colorado…" Dean started to say, and then he stared over his brother who stared over the road and asked, "Are you coming?"

Sam lifts his head, moving his eyes over his brother, and answered with anger in his voice, "I already told you that I'm not coming with you, get over it will you, and let me live my own life!"

"Fine, if that's what you wanted, I'm leaving." Dean angrily said, as he walked over his beautiful car, let himself in, and settled himself in the seat, with no looking back, he drove faster and faster away from the one that he called once 'brother.'

"It's about time…" Sam muttered, happily that Dean left him.

'But now what would I do without you love? I miss you Jess… what would I do?' Sam sadly thought as he remembered the one that he love for year and half.


One week later…


Sam walked blindly over Jessica's grave, as his friends who held him and support him from falling down supported him.

He knelt down by the grave, his hands moving over her grave as he cried in grief, wanted to hold Jess back to his arms, back to safety. But instead of Jess he smelled the brown ground that his hands grabbed.

"Come Sam… you need to come…" he heard Meg, one of his best friend.

He turned his face over her, and Meg could see his paler skin, as tears burst from his eyes, seemed endless, as she knew how much he truly love Jess.

"I… I can't…" Sam cried, determined not to leave the Jess's grave.

While in Lost Creek, Colorado…

Dean walked over Hailey's house, and knocked the door.

Hailey opened the door and staring over the young man with the leather black jacket staring at her.

"You must be Hailey Collins. I'm Dean. I'm a ranger with the park service. Ranger Wilkinson sent us over; I wanted to ask you some questions about your brother Tommy." Dean said in formality way.

"Let me see some your ID." Hailey requests to him.

Dean held his fake ID over her as he said, "Here ya go."

Hailey looked at his ID through the screen door and said, "Come on in."

"Thanks." Dean mumbled.

Hailey stared over the car and asked him, "Is this yours?"

Dean nodded with his 100 percents smile as he answered, "Yeah."

"Nice car." Hailey smiled back.

Dean entered inside and started to ask question, "So if Tommy's not due back for a while, how do you know something's wrong?"

"He checks in every day by cell. He e-mails photos, stupid little videos…but we haven't heard anything in over three days now." Hailey answered with concern in her eyes.

Dean could see how worried she was.

She was worry about her brother. Dean was jealous at her.

Sam seemed not caring at all as he came; it's looked to him like Sam didn't want him there.

Dean swallowed, moved the pain away, knowing this not the time for this, as Hailey needs his help, and this is more important of how he is feeling.

"Well maybe he can't get cell reception." Dean suggested over her.

Hailey canceled the idea right away, "He's got a satellite phone too."

Dean asked her, "Could it be he's just having fun and forgot to check in?"

"He wouldn't do that." A young boy answered him.

Dean stared at him with question look in his eyes, "And you are?"

"I'm Ben, Hailey's little brother." He answered.

'Oh great… family's stuff, what am I thinking?' Dean thought sadly.

Hailey explained more about his family, thought that might be his next question about 'where are your parents?', "Our parents are gone; it's just my two brothers and me. We all keep pretty close tabs on each other."

'I wish Sammy was like your brothers… only in your dreams Dean, now get back to work…' Dean wandered sadly.

End of Chapter 1.

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