Moonlight Dwelling

"Dean just leave me with my gun and go."

"Not going to happen Sammy."

Dean looked around the room.

"Do you think the Doc has a computer around here somewhere?"

Sam just shook his head. This was high on the list of the dumbest things his brother had ever done.

"We could look at porn or maybe clowns and midgets. I know you could show me what Myspace is. I guess it isn't a porn site."

"Nope."

"That sucks."

Dean didn't know what he'd do when Sam turned but he couldn't bear to leave him behind. Sammy was the only family he had left and all too soon it was looking like he'd be the last one standing.

"We sure could use a miracle right about now," Dean whispered.

By Barbara Desmond