"But Dean, you're gonna be gone for a long, long time! What if, what if I need help with my studies or or what if Dad starts drinking again?
" A boy with shoulder length brown hair protested as a young man heads down the stairs.
"Sammy, it'll be fine." The young man, Dean, replied, "I'm just gonna be helping the Harvelle's.
You know how rough it's gotten out there, Maybe when the golden prince returns from gods know where things will get back to normal."
Sam followed Dean outside, "ok, just..." he glanced down at the ground, "be careful, okay Dean?"
"Sure thing Sammy, I'll be back before you know it and heck, maybe with this money we can get you an apprentice somewhere, or at least a proper trainer, how's that sound?
" Dean ruffled Sam's hair before stowing his few possessions into his travel bags.
Sam smiled up at Dean, "really? You think we could?"
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