teenwolflover8

*This story includes substance abuse and addiction, if this will trigger you in any way please don't read it. A plot summary will be available in the description. Thank you.* “Sam?” Dean shouted hoarsely as he kicked the door down. Gun drawn he entered the squatter’s house and scanned the faces around the room. They were either looking fearfully at the gun or else too blitzed out to care. His brother was not among them. He advanced further into the building, floor boards creaking as he passed a room full of thick smoke without a glance. An object waiting for him at the end of the hall made his stomach flip. One of Sam̵