Title: The Bandage Cuts Me Deeper

Summary: Majorly Edited. Sam and Dean travel to Wenatchee Washington to investigate a string of killings. But will the brothers be the next victims?

Chapter four; Everything That Isn't You

"Take care of yourself, okay?" Sam whispered before hugging Marie tightly. She nodded and looked up into his eyes. Sam smiled and put a hand on the top of her head. She mouthed "thank you" and hiked her bag higher on her shoulder when they pulled away. "Don't hesitate to call, either."

"Thanks, Dad." Marie said mockingly and rolled her eyes. Sam smiled and looked at Dean who had his hands shoved in his pockets, avoiding looking at Marie. Sam nudged him. Dean cleared his throat.

"Well, uh, so… bye." He said in a deep voice and patted her arm. Marie smiled and threw her arms around his waist.

"Bye." She whispered. Sam laughed and Dean groaned and put one arm around her hesitantly, but he was smiling. She let go of him and then walked towards the terminal. Marie had contacted her aunt Lois in Fernie Canada and that was where she was headed now. She turned to wave one last time before the flight attendant shut the double doors. Both brothers let out a sigh.

"What did I tell you Sammy?" Dean asked. Sam looked at his older brother. Dean rolled his head towards his brother and his mouth quirked up into a smile. "Little girls, they can't resist me." Sam socked his shoulder. "What, were you crushing on her?" Dean asked innocently. He gasped. "I think that's illegal, Sammy. You sick freak." Sam grinned and waved something in front of Dean's face.

The Impala keys. Dean grabbed for them, but Sam held them above his head.

"How did you get those?" Dean asked sternly. Sam pocketed them and shrugged. "Give 'em to me." Dean ordered. Sam started walking. "Sam…" Dean yelled sternly.

"Sorry… I can't hear you down there!" Sam yelled back and waltzed off with a gimp leg towards the parking lot.

The End.