Demons, Demigods and Hunters (Percy Jackson/Supernatural)

Chapter 52

Dean

They were sitting at the table eating. While he and Sam had polished off most of the food she had brought in, Anna was just pushing her food around. She'd figured out what Dean had done the moment he'd walked back through the door. He knew she was disappointed in him, angry with his choices. But she didn't lecture him, didn't yell or scream at him. She kept her mouth shut and helped him lie to Sammy. Dean wasn't sure if he was relieved or sad that all of a sudden she just didn't care.

In between bites of pizza, Sam filled them in on what had happened to him and the other special kids in that town.

"And that's when you guys showed up." His kid brother summed up. Anna just blinked tiredly at Sam as she stood up to collect the trash. Dean noticed that she hadn't eaten anything. He made a mental note to make sure she ate something later. His brother rubbed a hand over his face, looking a little confused.

"The demon said he only wanted one of us to walk out alive." Dean's eyebrows rose at this confession.

"He told you that?" He asked carefully. Sam scoffed.

"Yeah. He appeared in a dream." Anna looked at him sharply.

"A dream? Did he tell you anything else?" She asked, her face hard and calculating.

"No. No. That was it. Nothing else. You know, what I don't get, Dean, is if the demon only wanted one of us, then how did Jake and I both get away?" Anna looked vaguely irritated by how quickly Sam tried to change the topic. Dean would be too, except he had no idea how to respond to the massive bomb of a question his brother just asked. Dean swallowed hard and glanced over at Anna. She just raised her eyebrow at him, letting him know that this was his mess.

"Well, I mean, they left you for dead. I'm sure they thought it was over." He lied before pausing. Then Dean deflected right back at his brother.

"So now that Yellow Eyes has Jake, what's he gonna do with him?" Sam didn't look convinced by his flimsy lie. Anna looked disappointed in Dean. As though he had failed some test she wanted him to pass.

"I don't know. But whatever it is, we got to stop him." Sam said firmly, his face hard and determined. Dean frowned, a little worried. Sam had been resurrected for less than an hour. No way was he going to let his kid brother throw himself back into the crossfire so soon. And if he was honest, he also wanted to make sure Anna rested a little too. She was looking a little ragged, but he knew asking her directly was a good way to get hit, then for Anna to go off and do her own thing anyways.

"Well, hold on. You need to get your rest. We got time." Anna and Sam wore matching expressions of disbelief.

"No, we don't." Sam stood up. Anna rested a hand on Sam's arm, calming the taller man down, even as she glared incredulously at Dean. Dean stood up, gently pressing Sam back into his chair.

"Sam, oceans aren't boiling, okay? Frogs aren't raining from the sky. Let's get you your strength back first." Anna rolled her eyes at Dean. He almost smirked back at her when Sam sighed.

"Well did you call the Roadhouse? They know anything?" Anna looked at Dean sympathetically. He looked away from his brother, remembering the smoking ruins they'd found, the bodies, the ash... He wished that he didn't have to tell Sam about it.

"What is it? What happened?" Sam asked anxiously as he took in both Dean and Anna's mournful expressions. Anna took Sam's hand. Dean felt a slight twinge of jealousy. Even if he had no right to feel that way. Especially because he knew for a fact neither of them held those kinds of feelings for the other. That he knew of. Dean sighed and sat down again.

"The Roadhouse burned to the ground. Ash is dead. Probably Ellen... A lot of other hunters, too." Sam's eyes filled with tears. Anna squeezed his hand. He looked at her.

"Demons?" She nodded.

"Probably. We think it's because your friend, Ash, found something."

"What did he find?" Sam asked, his voice hard; like he was giving an order.

"Bobby's working on that right now," Dean said nervously. What was Bobby going to think when he realizes what Dean had done? Sam stood, reaching for his coat. Anna followed suit, tapping her hands over her weapons before shrugging into her own jacket. Sam tossed him the car keys.

"Well, come on then. Bobby's only a few hours away."