"What the hell are you
talking about Bobby?" Dean Winchester's nostrils flared with
"Your father told me never
to tell you this, but you boys deserve to
"Tell us what
Sam stared at the man who
had practically become their father ever since their dad had past
away. Bobby shifted his gaze from Sam's soulful puppy dog eyes,
to stare into the angry green eyes of Dean, who looked as if he
wanted to rip someone's head off. He hates having things kept
"Well, ahem, you boys are
not really brothers."
Bobby flinched, waiting for
Dean's fist to connect with his jaw. When that didn't happen, he
reopened his eyes to find that he was alone.
Outside, Sam and Dean
hustled in silence to the Impala. They both got in and Dean
peeled out of Bobby's driveway, tires spitting rocks behind them
as they went.
"What the hell was Bobby
talking about Dean?" Sam asked, finally breaking the
Dean squeezed the steering
wheel, making his knuckles turn white. He did not answer Sam,
just kept driving at break neck speed.
"Dean, slow down! You are
going to kill us."
Sam's words must have
registered somewhere in Dean's mind because he loosened his grip
and let off of the accelerator.
"Sammy, what did Bobby
The tension in Dean's voice
hurt Sam. He didn't want to believe what Bobby said
"He said… that we are not
Sam's chest ached as he
spoke the words, wishing with everything that he had it was not
"Is it true? Do you think
Dad would lie to us all these years? Hell, do you think Bobby
would lie to us?" Dean growled, allowing the Impala to roll to a
stop on the side of the road before putting the vehicle into
"I have no idea. We can
always get a DNA test."
"Why the hell did Bobby hide
this from us?" Dean snapped. "Why would he lie to us for so
Dean slammed his hands
against the steering wheel, enraged. Sam sat silently in his
seat, staring into the night. Then, Dean quickly shifted the
Impala into gear and stomped his foot onto the accelerator,
sending them both back into their seats as Dean, once again, sped
recklessly into the night.
"If you are looking for
someplace to get a test done, we will have to wait until
Dean turned his head and
stared at Sam, lip quivering with anger.
"Dean, watch the
Then, almost as if it was
planned, there was a flash of color in front of the Impala a half
second before impact. Dean and Sam were thrust forward into the
dashboard, knocking them both into