Dead Already

Demons and Fathers

Dean pulled out his gun and was about to shoot at Jordan, but Megan beat him to it. She stopped screaming long enough to get her gun and aim it right at her head. The force of the shot threw her back, and she fell out of Jordan's grip. Dean rushed to help her.

"Let me see your leg," he placed his gun down beside him and reached for her ankle. Megan let him examine it, but otherwise kept her attention on Jordan.

"Is she dead?" She asked. Dean glanced over at the gruesome sight.

"Yeah, I'm pretty sure she's dead." Megan nodded. "Nice shot, though. You were faster than me." Dean was relieved that she was okay, and quite frankly impressed by her reaction speed. "You'll be fine. Let's go find Sam."

Sam was fine. He was actually surprised when Dean and Megan burst through the door, yelling his name.

"Dean? Megan? I'm here!" He called, jogging into the hall where they stood. "What the hell happened? What's wrong?" He could read his brothers face pretty well, even if Dean didn't want to admit it. And right now, he looked downright terrified. That is- until he saw Sam walk in, uninjured.

He breathed out a sigh of relief. "Demons, Sammy. Demons are still out and about."

Sam ran his hand through his hair. "Damn. You guys ran into one?"

It was Megan who answered this time. "She was... possessing my old neighbor."

"I'm sorry, Megan." Sam frowned. "But you're both okay?" He looked Dean over for any injuries, but he looked okay with the exception of his leg, which he wasn't putting any weight on. Megan looked good too.

"As okay as usual." Dean walked past him into the living room, patting his shoulder as he did. He wasn't limping, but Sam could see that he was in pain and trying not to show it.

Sam knew that his big brother was hurting, and not just physically. Their father's death hit them both hard, but Dean especially. It was obvious that he had made some deal with the demon to save Dean's life, and lost his own in the process. Sam didn't say anything, but Dean was smart, he knew that he must have come to the same conclusion.

Dean had worshiped the man, and done everything he had ever asked, and now he was gone. But he refused to talk about it, and insisted he was fine. Sam knew better.

"So there are demons," Megan's quiet voice shook him from his thoughts. She was still standing near the door, completely still and looking smaller than ever. "What else don't I know about?"

Sam almost laughed. "Trust me, you don't want to know."

When Megan fell asleep on the couch, Dean and Sam took the opportunity to talk strategy. If demons were still out in the world, that left two questions: 1) Were there still other monsters? And 2) What did that mean for Sam? They were obviously after him for some reason.

"I guess this apocalypse was human-only," Dean shrugged. "Demons and monsters not applied."
Sam shook his head. "If one good thing was going to come from this..."

"Yeah, I know. I was hoping too. But that's just not our luck. Now we gotta figure out what they want with you, and kill that yellow-eyed son of a bitch."

Sam sighed, looking over at his brother. "I'm worried, Dean. The demon said he had plans for me...what if-"

"Sam, come on now." Dean cut him off. "You know I won't let them get to you. Whatever their plans are, they're gonna fail."

Dean wanted to be as confident as he sounded, but he was scared. Before his father died, he left Dean with one last order- one that Dean wasn't sure he could complete. You either have to save Sam... or kill him.

Save him from what? That was all his father said...and then he was gone. What was he supposed to do with that? His father couldn't actually think that Dean could...

"Yeah, I know you'll try, Dean. But the demon is strong- stronger than me, stronger than dad, and stronger than you. I don't know how we can possibly win this."

Dean didn't say anything. When they were little, Sam used to think that Dean was invincible. As long as he was around, no one could ever hurt him. But times have changed, and now he saw Dean as he was- defeatable. That might be true... Dean thought to himself. But if I will save my brother, even if it's the last thing I do.

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