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"No problem.", Sam said as he looked at the remains of the recent demon they had vanquished. Dean kneeled down and ran his hand over the ash. "A little sample for Bobby.", he said putting it all in a bag. Sam fell over and passed out. "Sam!", Dean said as he turned around.
Dean ran over and shook him. "Sam! Sam! Come on bro, get up!", Dean said.
"Aww. Poor wittle Deanie wost his baby bwoder huh?", a voice said.
Dean turned around. "How does it feel, to lose everything that you hold dear? To cry over your loved ones' death?", she asked. Dean breathed harder and harder holy water in hand."You bitch!", he yelled as he threw her against the wall. "What did you do to him?", he asked.
"Don't worry Dean. He went willingly.", she said as her eyes went black.
"You liar! Bring him back!", Dean yelled. The demon laughed.
"Don't waste your time. Little Sammy is staying with me.", she said.
"Not if I can help it.", Dean said splashing the globe over her face.
She screamed and writhed. Until finally exploding into a pile of ash. Dean panted and ran back to Sam. Sam woke up and gasped. He coughed and Dean patted his back. "Let it out. That's it.", he said calmly. Sam stopped and spit. "What the hell happened there?", Dean asked.
"I felt a little pressure in my chest.", Sam said rubbing the area near his heart.
"Are you okay?", Dean asked.
"Yeah. I'm fine.", Sam said.
"Good. Never do that again.", Dean said as he stood up and grabbed the bag of evidence and walked away. Sam following bhind him. "What was that thing?", Sam asked. Dean looked at his younger brother. "A demon Sam. What else? A category 5 at least.", he said as he put his hands in his pockets.
"Wait. A cat 5? We've never came across a cat 5 demon without being injured or almost killed.", Sam said as he walked behind Dean. Dean scoffed and turned around. "We? They always go after you.", Dean said as he turned back around. Sam sighed. "Oh yeah. Where are we going?", Sam asked.
"To get some help. We're gonna need back-up.", Dean said walking into Bobby's house.
"But, it can't be the same Delilah. Can it?", Sam asked.
"It's not the same one. She is known to lure young men into alleyways and kill them without even touching them. Sort of like killing them with her mind.", Bobby said. Dean smiled. "Well, looks like the only guys she'll get now are in Hell.", he said. Bobby snickered. "And you say Sam passed out?", Bobby asked.
Dean nodded. "A common factor of the way she tortures her victims. But, the main thing is that you stopped her before she could do anymore harm.", Bobby said. Sam rolled his eyes. "What about the eyes?", Sam asked. Bobby and Dean looked at him. "What eyes Sam?", Dean asked.
"I saw a pair of big blue eyes before I passed out.", he said.
"That's not good Sam.", Bobby said.
"What do you mean not good?", Dean asked.
"It's a bad omen. It means things are going to happen. Things that you won't be able to explain. Bad things.", Bobby said as he paced the floor. Sam looked worried. "Face the facts Bobby, things always happen to us, no matter what. So what makes this any different?", Dean asked.
"You'll see. Just wait.", Bobby said as he smiled.
"Shut up.", Sam said as he took his shoes off. "Great. The sole's burnt.".
"Where?", Dean asked.
"At the front. Again. It's always in the same fucking spot.", he said.
"Relax little bro.", Dean said pulling his shoes off.
Sam smiled and laid back on the bed, which was real comfortable. He yawned. "Hey Dean?", he asked. Dean sighed. "Yeah Sammy?", he asked. Sam yawned again. "Thanks for protecting me back there. I was lucky.", Sam said as he cuddled more under the blankets.
"Hey Sammy. Good morning Mr. Sunshine.", he said as he answered the door. Sam stared at Dean's ripped body glistening in the newly risen sun. Sam gulped and tried to look away but, he was drawn to it. He sighed and tried to keep himself occupied by looking through the phone book.
"Hey Sam. You want eggs and sausage, or just regular cereal?", Dean asked as he came back and set the food on the table. Sam didn't turn around to look at Dean. "I'm not really hungry. I think I'll go down to the pool. You know to ask around to see if the towns people saw anything unusual.", Sam said.
"Gotcha. More for me.", Dean said as Sam left the room.
"Before I forget. I need the room key.", Sam said as he turned around.
Dean smiled. "Here ya go.", Dean said as he tossed the room key to Sam.
"Thanks.", he said as he walked out of the room and closed the door.
"Dean?", he asked.
"Sammy!", Dean's voice came again.
Sam jumped out of the pool and ran to the room where he found Dean lying on the ground uncoscious. "Dean! Dean!", Sam said as he began shaking Dean awake. Dean didn't stir. Sam kneeled near Dean's life-less body. He started performing CPR, counting out the beats, and then breathing air into his lungs.
"1,2,3,4.", he'd say as he pushed in on Dean's chest.
Finally, Dean sat up and took deep breaths. Sam sighed and hugged him. "Dean! Thank God you're okay. I was afraid I had almost lost you.", he said. Dean sighed and pushed him off. "You're so dramatic Sammy. What's wrong?", Dean asked. Sam sighed and began to look at his feet.
"Nothing. Just don't worry about it.", Sam said quietly.
Dean put a friendly hand on his brother's shoulder. Sam turned around. "Are you still worried about what Bobby said?", he asked. Sam shook his head. Dean took Sam's face in his hand and looked him in the eyes. Sam couldn't resist, not when they were this close. Sam's lips met Dean's.
Dean didn't push Sam away like Sam thought he would. Instead, he kissed him deeper as Sam wrapped his arms around Dean's neck. Dean smiled as he looked at his little brother's hair and eyes. "You're all sweaty.", Dean said. Sam smiled. "Not sweaty. Just wet.", Sam said as he sighed.
Dean led Sam over to the bed and laid him down as he began to unbutton his shirt. Sam gasped as he felt Dean's chest against his bare one. "Oh shit.", Dean said. Sam sat up. "What's wrong?", he asked. Dean sighed. "I'm in the red.", Dean said. Sam smiled. "Seriously?", Sam asked hopefully.
"Yeah.", Dean said embarrassed.
Sam smiled and kissed Dean as he laid back down on the bed and unhooked Dean's belt from his pants and began unzipping Dean's pants. Dean ran his hand through Sam's hair and moaned as Sam bit his neck. "What are you? A vampire?", Dean asked seductively as Sam looked back up at him.
"Dean, I love you.", Sam whispered as Dean unzipped Sam's pants and pulled them down.
"I love you too. Let's get this on.", Dean said as he kissed Sam passionately.
Sam rolled over and entered Dean as Dean gripped the bottom sheets and moaned. "Oh fuck.", he moaned. "Sammy, I didn't know you were this good.". Sam smiled satisfied. Sam leaned down and kissed him on the lips and dug in deeper and harder. Dean moaned. "Oh fuck Sammy.", he moaned as he wrapped his arms around Sam's neck.
Sam smiled and kissed Dean's lips. Dean smiled and kissed his neck. Sam groaned as he began to enter Dean again. This time harder. Dean moaned and groaned as Sam grunted. Dean finally gasped as Sam finished. Sam put his head on Dean's shoulder and kissed his neck lightly.
"Good night Sammy boy.", Dean said as he panted.
"Good night Dean.", Sam said as he wrapped his arm around Dean's waist and cuddled into the back of his brother.