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CHAPTER ONE
Sam took another bite from his freezing cold sub. Him and Dean had ordered some subs yesterday, and he hadn’t finished his and threw it into the rooms mini fridge. So now it had become a research snack. Sam looked over his shoulder to see Dean sprawled across the bed, his feet bouncing obnoxiously as he read through another book about hauntings in Cedar City, Utah.
Sam had found a case in the newspaper the other day that resembled something pretty close to a spirit, so they drove most of yesterday and now they were here.
So far Sam had found out that it could either be one angry brother that was murdered by his sister, or just some crazy old man that used to live near where all of the attacks are happening.
“Yo,” Dean suddenly said, breaking the relatively quiet silence. They had some music softly playing, but from where Sam was sitting he could barely hear it. “I just crossed out the wacko that lived on Elm Street. So it’s the sadistic brother we need to dig up and burn.”
“Well, it’s already five, and we’re gonna have to do it around midnight,” Sam shrugged, shutting his laptop.
“So we’ve got about seven hours to kill,” Dean sighed, tossing his book on the ground towards the others they had borrowed. “I’m gonna head to the bar soon then.”
Sam was about to push Dean to not go. He was only seconds away from telling Dean that he needed to stop drinking so much and that he just needed to get some rest. But he knew Dean too well. He wasn’t going to listen no matter what Sam said. Dean would say Sam is making him sound like some patient, and he wouldn’t even look at Sam with that.
“Well, I’m gonna order some pizza or chinese and watch a movie,” Sam said, sitting on the bed beside Dean, “You can stay or go, your choice.”
Dean stopped for one second, but then he swung his legs off of the bed in one swift motion and walked towards the desk and grabbed his wallet. “Nah, I’ll come back later then we can dig up our ghost.”
“Alright,” Sam responded as he watched Dean walk out the door.
Sam sat, completely clueless of what he was going to do. He had said he was going to watch a movie and order some food but that was a lie. He was really just going to do some more research or find them another case. Or find another lead on where their father was right now. Last they knew he was in Oklahoma, but that was almost two weeks ago so he had definitely moved by now.
Sam got up, walking towards the bathroom. He grabbed a bottle of pills and stuck his head under the sink to get some water in his mouth. He took two painkillers, wincing as they slowly slid down his throat. His head had been killing him lately, so this was his solution. To forget about it and take some pills occasionally.
Sam started to take off his clothes, deciding to shower for a bit before he poured useless hours into researching. Sam placed his phone out of his back pocket, and then slid his jeans off. He stood in front of the mirror just staring at himself in only his boxers.
He had scars littering his body, a few bruises around his hip that were finally going away. The last hunt him and Dean had gone on caused Sam to get pretty beat up at the end of it. Sam normally hated his body. It was something he had never told anyone before. He knew it was stupid, but because of all the hunting they did Sam’s body was covered in painful markings. He hated how he couldn’t have a clear body. A normal body that didn’t rise questions every time someone saw him shirtless. A body that didn’t cause him to lie to every girl. Also a body that could at least make him believe he was normal and not some hunter.
He took one last look in the mirror and stepped away, taking off his last piece of clothing. He turned on the shower and was about to step in but he quickly decided to run out of the bathroom and go grab the radio so he could listen to music. He grabbed the radio and played a random station that was audible through the crackling.
Sam finally stepped into the shower, the warm water running along his entire tensed up body. Sam leaned back, letting his thoughts course out of him as he felt his whole body relax.