Back to the shadows | Dean Winchester [2]

Chapter 23: Get over it

Hunted 1

Previously

"What? Dean, what did he tell you?" Sam asks.

Now

"He said that he.....wanted me to watch out for you....take care of you."

"He told you that a million times."

"This time was different." Dean looks at the ground. "He said that I have to....save you." Dean meets Sam's eyes.

"Save me from what?"

"He just said that I had to save you. That nothing else mattered. And if I couldn't, I-I'd-"

Alexis squeezes Deans hand.

"You'd what, Dean?" Sam asks.

"I'd have to kill you." Dean pauses. "He said that I might have to kill you, Sammy."

"Kill me? Kill--What the hell is that supposed to mean?"

"I don't know."

"He must've has some reason for saying it, right? I mean, did he know the demons plans for me? Am I supposed to go dark side or something? What else did he say?"

"Nothing, that's it, I swear."

"How could you not have told me?"

"Because it was dad, he begged me not to."

"Who cares? Take some responsibility for yourself, Dean. You had no right to keep this from me." Sam yells.

"You think I wanted this?" Deans voice stayed calm. "Huh? I wish to God he's never opened his mouth." Deans voice rises. "That I wouldn't have to walk around with this screaming in my head all day."

Sam turns, looking back out at the water. Alexis sighs, not knowing what to do.

"We just gotta figure out what's going on, what the hell all this means." Sam states.

"We do?" Dean asks. "I've been thinking about this. I think we should just lay low. You know. At least for a while. Be safer. And that way I can make sure--"

"What? That I don't turn evil? That I don't turn into a killer?"

"I never said that."

"Come on, lets just calm down for a minute." Alexis glances between the two.

"You're not careful, you will have to waste me one day." Sam ignores her.

"I never said that!" Dean yells. "Damn it, Sam. This whole thing is spinning out of control, alright? You're immune to some weirdo demon virus....and I don't even know what the hell anymore." The desperation in Deans voice was clear. "You're pissed at me and I get it. That's fine. I deserve it. But we lay low until we figure out our next move, okay?"

"Forget it." Sam says.

"Sam, please, man. Hey, please." Dean hits his shoulder causing Sam to look at him. "Just give me some time. Give me some time to think, okay? I'm begging you. Please, man, please."

Sam nods his head.

~~~

"Do you really think it was a good idea to leave Sam alone?" Alexis asks Dean, moving the blinds to peek out of the window.

"He'll be fine." Dean states from his spot on the bed. "Now come here."

Alexis moves back to the bed, sitting down beside him. Dean leans toward her, pressing his lips to hers. Deans hand rests on the side of her neck as she moves to straddle his lap. Alexis sighs as Deans lips trail her jaw and neck.