Looking for safety with Bobby - rp for maninflannel

[likely_evil]

ooc: follows this

Sam had left Ruby at the church and fled as fast as his form could take him until he couldn't go any further. The sun was really starting to rise now, and he knew people were going to find out what he did and then they were going to hunt him.

He was scared and he had to hide. He found a motel and slipped through the window of a room that had no one in it at the moment. He sat on the toilet seat and picked the stained glass out of his feet and then took a long shower. When he was drying his hair, he could see the two bullet holes in his chest that were starting to bleed again. There was some things from the people who were staying there and he was able to put a washcloth over each one, and then wrap an ace bandage around his chest.

New clothes were next. The man had a pair of sweatpants and a tee-shirt that just fit him, so he put it on. He was looking for shoes when he heard a key in the door and he ran out the window before the person coming in could see him.

Sam was getting hungry but he knew he couldn't go into town. The news would tell them what he had done and then they would call the cops. The cops were not good people to him. He had hurt one of them. They would want to hurt him too.

Instead he kept moving, going from place to place until the sun started to set and he found himself somewhere familiar. He could smell food cooking and he knew that Bobby would feed him even if he was a bad thing. Maybe Bobby wouldn't call Dean and could keep his secret. But he couldn't get into the place as he tried to find a way in and finally just went to the kitchen door and started to knock quickly.

"Bobby... please let me in!"

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[maninflannel.livejournal.com]

"Don't matter, the what-ifs."

[likely_evil]

"But it's nice to dream." Sam smiled a bit. "You would have been a good dad."

[maninflannel.livejournal.com]

Bobby didn't say anything, he just kept quiet with his back to Sam.

[likely_evil]

Sam lowered his head and opened the book. "If you don't have marshmallows, I can just read. I don't want to make problems."

[maninflannel.livejournal.com]

He turned back around. "You ain't makin' problems. If ya want though, I can throw t'gether some cookies while ya read."

[likely_evil]

"If you want to." Sam gave him a small smile.

[maninflannel.livejournal.com]

He got to his feet and wiped his hands on his jeans. "Peanut butter or chocolate chip?"

[likely_evil]

"Chocolate chip."

[maninflannel.livejournal.com]

Bobby nodded and headed to the kitchen to start the cookies. While he was waiting for the oven to preheat, he moved for the phone to call Dean.

[jstliketherifle.livejournal.com]

Dean had been slowly losing his mind. Sam had been missing for hours, he wasn't responding to their calls, and an entire street gang had been wiped out in that time, a cop and a church. It was bad. Really bad, and Dean wasn't sure what to do.

When his phone started ringing, he didn't even bother looking at the caller ID, just brought the phone to his ear, hoping it was his brother finally getting back to him. "Sammy?"

[maninflannel.livejournal.com]

Bobby sighed and shook his head. "No Dean, it's me. Relax, okay? Sam's here."

[jstliketherifle.livejournal.com]

Dean almost went boneless at the sound of Bobby's voice on the other end of the line, flopping back against the bed with a heavy sigh. "Thank God. Has he been with you the whole time?"

[maninflannel.livejournal.com]

"No," Bobby said, sighing. "He showed up a couple hours ago, I've just been tryin' to keep him here. He was pretty beat up, and hungry.."

[jstliketherifle.livejournal.com]

"Has he said anything? About what happened?"