This is yet another one I wrote a long time ago. I wasn't going to post this one because I think it's kind of long and drawn out, but I figured since I finished it I might as well stick it on. Not much supernatural about it except a little bit of telekinesis at the end.
Sam sat on the bed in the motel room checking his e mail on his laptop while Dean lay on the other twin bed watching a football game.
"What do you mean he was fouled? You need to get your glasses changed ref !" Dean yelled at the screen.
Sam gave a little smile and shook his head, then looked back at the computer screen and continued reading his mail but then suddenly stopped and frowned when he read the subject line ' Sad News'. He clicked on it and started reading.
"I can't believe it." He said softly.
Dean glanced over at him.
"A friend of mine from college was killed in an accident in Mexico…" Sam's face showed his anguish as he kept reading. "He had taken a semester off and gone home to visit his parents and …it says here he was in an accident."
"Sorry Sam, that's too bad."
"That's weird." He said as he continued to read.
"They say they'd like me to come to the funeral and they want me to bring this CD that Carlos had given me to keep for him before he went home. He had made it himself and it had his favorite songs on it and they'd like to bury him with it." Sam read the e mail out loud. "If you are unable to come would you please mail the CD to us…then it has an address." Sam sat back on the bed staring at the computer screen. "I can't believe he's dead."
"You guys were close?"
"Yeah, real close. We were roommates my freshmen year…" He looked over at his brother. "I need to go Dean. I need to go to his funeral."
"Now hold on a second Sammy…" Dean sat up. "The funeral's in Mexico."
"Mexico Sammy, think about it."
"Yeah I know but I feel like I should be there. He was a good friend."
"Hey, I don't like the idea of you flying off to Mexico. I really think you should reconsider. Send flowers or something…"
"I got to go Dean. I need to be there, he was a friend."
"Damn it Sammy." Dean said as he ran his hand through his hair trying to think of something he could say to get Sam to change his mind.
"Hey, don't worry about it I'm not asking you to go with me." Sam gave Dean a small smile. "I know how much you hate flying." When he saw the worried look on Dean's face he added. "Hey…I'll only be gone for a few days."
"Sammy I can't let you go flying off to Mexico by yourself."
"I'm a big boy Dean; I can take care of myself."
"Yeah but Mexico! Sam that's a long flight…the plane could go down, or you could be hijacked, not to mention terrorists…" Dean started listing the reasons Sam shouldn't go.
Sam shook his head and gave a little laugh.
"Dean, I'm going. It will only be for a few days and we're not hunting anything right now so…"
"Hey, I'll be fine….He was my friend Dean and I need to be there. It's only for a few days."
"Damn it Sam I can't let you go flying off to Mexico by yourself." As much as Dean hated flying the thought of letting his baby brother fly off somewhere alone worried him even more.
"Then you'll go with me?" Sam looked at Dean hopefully.
"I can't talk you out of this?"
"No, I'm going with or without you."
"Damn it Sammy!...Yeah, I'm going with you." Dean immediately felt his stomach twist in his stomach at the thought of flying but there was no way he was letting Sam go by himself.