Dean used his key to get in the house. He went upstairs to find a drunk Sam passed out in front of the nursery door.
"Damn Sammy." He muttered. He knocked on the door. "Jane. It's me Dean. Open up. Sam's past out."
Jane had fallen asleep so did Ethan when she heard Dean's voice. She went over to the door and unlocked it.
"Jesus." Dean said staring at her face.
Half of Jane's face was bruised.
"You okay?" Dean asked her.
"Yeah. I was just scared I've never seen him like that before."
"Come on. You and Ethan are staying with me."
"What about Sam?"
"Don't worry about him. He won't wake up for a long time. Come on."
Later that day Sam woke up with a killer head ache. He saw the shattered glass on the floor and ran into his sons room. He didn't find him there.
"He's not here Sam." Dean said appearing in the doorway.
"Where is he?"
"With Jane at my place. What the hell were you thinking?"
"I just wanted the pain to stop."
Dean walked in the room. "Sam it's never going to stop. It's just going to take time."
"I never wanted to feel this away ever again but I broke."
"When I met Belle. I didn't want to feel that pain again after loosing Jess. Now I'm going through it with Belle."
"Sam it's just going to take a while to get through this. It's nothing to be ashamed off. Let's get this glass cleaned up then you can see your son."
They walked in Dean's house and Sam was ashamed when he saw Jane's face.
"Jane, I'm sorry." Sam said wanting to cry. "You did the right thing last night."
"Sam, we'll get threw this. We have to for Ethan."
"Aw if I had my camera." Dean said.
"Shut it dude." Jane said.
I'm starting on my new story. I wanted to do one with Megan as a teenager and Dean freaking out as usual. That will probably be my last story for this series. See you guys next time. Enjoy!