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Count on Me	By : stephfarrow94 Category: Supernatural > General Views: 1447 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0
Disclaimer: I do not own Supernatural, nor the characters from it. I do not make any money from the writing of this story.

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A/N I’m sorry I was late with this one – there were a few problems while writing it. If there is anything anyone wants to see, then let me know. I’ll dedicate this chapter to my friend for beta’ing it, and as a gift for today – yeah, you know what I’m talking about :)
Sam was glad when school finished for the day. He hurried out of his classroom and to his locker, desperate to grab his books before Ross found him. He was glad that he hadn’t been found by the time he exited the building for good.
“Where are you, Dean…?” Sam looked around quickly for the car.
Sam was relieved to find that the Impala had been parked underneath a tree, and he ran as quickly as he could. He pulled the front door open and dived into the front seat.
Dean bit his lip as he watched his little brother clutch his bag to his chest. He hated seeing Sam like this, but he also hated chick flick moments…
“How was school, Sam?” Dean tried – even if he wasn’t too sure of what he wanted to achieve by asking that question. “Do I need to bash heads in, today?”
Sam shook his head, staring out of the window. His eyes didn’t seem to focus on anything in particular as they scanned the outside area closely. “No… Just… Take me home, okay?”
Dean nodded and started the Impala. “Right’o, Sammy.”
-XX-
The car-ride back to the motel was silent. Dean just didn’t know what to do. He didn’t know why Sam wasn’t telling him anything, but he did know that his brother was capable of kicking anyone’s asses if they tried to start a fight – so what was the problem? Was Sam taking someone’s shit?
“You know, Sammy, if anyone is giving you a hard time –“ Sam was quick to cut him off.
“Dean, can’t you just leave me alone?” Sam spoke so quietly it was barely above a whisper. “I don’t want to talk about it…”
Dean grabbed Sam’s shoulder and squeezed. “Sam, I’m serious here – if someone is picking on you --!”
“I can take care of myself, Dean!” Sam cried. “I’m a Hunter! I can! Just leave me alone!”
Dean sighed. Before he could do much more, Sam ripped himself from Dean’s grip and stormed into the bathroom. Dean heard the door slam and suspected that Sam had locked it.
“Godamnit it, why does he have to be so stubborn…?” Dean muttered to himself as he sat down on the bed and turned the TV on. For now, he would leave Sam alone so that he could cool down.
-XX-
By the time Sam had left the bathroom hours later, the pizza had already been delivered to the hotel and left on the table. He noticed Dean sitting on one of the beds, watching the TV. He walked quietly over to his brother and sat beside him.
“Hey…” Sam said in a tone barely above a whisper.
“Hey…” Dean greeted back, moving over to make room for the younger.
Sam glanced at the TV screen. “…What are we watching…?”
“Godzilla.” Dean glanced briefly at his brother. He was relieved to see that Sam had, at least, not been crying since a while ago.
“Remake?” Sam smiled.
Dean chuckled and ruffled Sam’s hair. “No, Sammy – the original!”
Sam pouted but didn’t say anything.
Things were quiet between them for the duration of the movie. When the credits began rolling, Dean glanced back at his brother. He took a deep breath before speaking.
“Sammy, you know that if anything is ever bothering you, you can talk to me about it…”
Sam frowned, but he nodded anyway. “…I know… Thanks…”
Dean noticed the way Sam’s eyes began shining with unshed tears. He grimaced. “Don’t start getting all chick-flicky with me, Sammy.”
Sam choked on a laugh as he wiped hastily at his eyes. He shook his head. “I-I’m not… I’m going to have some pizza now and then go to bed…”
Dean nodded. “Okay. Night, Sammy.”
“Night.”
Sam got off the bed. He walked to the table and grabbed a few slices of pizza. They were cold, but he didn’t care. The young Winchester found himself in bed just ten minutes later, already half-asleep. The last thing he thought about was hoping that tomorrow would go better than today had.
-XX-
“Hey, Winchester!”
Sam ignored Ross’s voice as he hurried to his locker. He hoped that if he ignored the older boy for long enough, Ross would leave. He knew that he could go and find his brother if he so desired and stay with him, but he didn’t want to see himself as weaker than he already did. Besides – Dean didn’t need him hanging around and being a burden.
“I’m talking to you, wimp!” Ross called. He chased after the brown-haired boy. “What, are you gonna try and ignore me again?!”
Sam flinched as the elder’s voice rang in his ears. He hunched his shoulders and lowered his gaze. He was aware of Ross yelling and stomping around, but he didn’t dare make eye-contact. He didn’t understand what was wrong with him – he was Hunter and yet, he was piss-scared of some scummy little kid!
“I hate you!”
Sam glanced up just in time to see Ross storm away, shouting at nothing in particular. He let out a sigh of relief and continued onto his destination. After placing his belongings in his locker, the bell had rung.
The teacher was early as usual, so Sam didn’t have to wait around outside the room for her to show up. He went straight in and took his usual seat at the back of the room, hoping that none of Ross’s friends would notice him.
Sam’s prayers seemed to have been answered today – he received no grief from anyone during homeroom, and the rest of the day passed by without a problem. He hadn’t seen Ross again, and seeing Dean happy because he was happy made everything better.
“So, I take it that you kicked their ass?” Dean grinned as he backed the Impala out of the park.
Sam chuckled and shook his head. “No, I just had a good day today.”
“Well, you know what will make it even better?”
“What?”
“I rented the remake of Godzilla – just for you. I was sure it would cheer you up if today was still crappy.”
Sam grinned back. “Thanks, Dean – you’re the best big brother ever!”
“I know I am.” Dean smiled.
Sam turned to look out of the window at the passing scenery. He wasn’t sure what had happened today, but he was just glad that it was good. It showed just how much Dean cared – and that was a lot, even if he didn’t show it very well.
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