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The Vampire ClubVampires. Not too hard, right? Well, that's what Dean said and well, it's not like we were going up against a whole nest or anything. These ones had gotten separated from the others and were trying to make it on their own and I couldn't help but feel that it was in some way related to how Gordon had been killing vampires everywhere just a few years before. Still, four vampires were a lot easier to hunt down and kill than a whole nest.
Dean had come up with the plan. He would come in the back, sneak his way forward and take out as many as he came across. Cas and I were going in the front. It wasn't what Cas should have been doing, I mean, he's an angel, not a hunter. He's more of a badass than we are, sure, but he had better things to do. Had places he needed to go. I have no idea what these things and places are, but I know that they are things that he was usually off doing. Instead he was stuck, babysitting me.
It's not like I was really badly hurt. I could handle myself. I got hit a
ScatterbrainWhatever that thing in the bathroom was, it was laughing at them. Dean had stopped trying to reason with it, it was too weird, seeing it in his friend's body. That wasn't the case for Sam though. Whenever the manic laughter subsided he would knock, see if the things had faded away and if he could get a word in with one of the proper inhabitants.
Cas was strong, his Grace giving him the ability to fight the thing from the inside, take control of his body once more. He was losing though, exhausted, and the thing inside had his body longer each time. Sometimes when it faded it wasn't even Cas who came back through, but Jimmy. He would scream and cry and rake at the walls, trying anything to get rid of the thing burning away at his insides. Dean just hoped that he hadn't left any weapons in there, so Jimmy couldn't try to cut the thing out.
The laughing died down and Sam knocked on the door. "Cas?" he called, hoping that he'd get a gruff response.
He didn't. The voice was high pitched and
Protect Me From What I WantSam walked slowly, but he didn't want to walk at all. His hand tightly gripping the fiery ache in his side he forced himself forward. He couldn't stop. He had to keep going. He had to find Dean. Dean would know what to do. There was a line in his head and he kept repeating it, using it to drive himself forward. It was a simple line and soon it became a montra.
"It doesn't matter how slowly you go, as long as you do not stop."
The pressure that he was applying wasn't enough, his blood was still dripping from between his long fingers, soaking though both of his shirts and his jackets. He didn't know why he wore so much stuff. It was too hot. If he had the strength to he would have been stripping the layers off but in the back of his mind he remembered that overheated was a symptom of blood loss.
Dean was ahead of him, lying face first on the cement. He wasn't moving. Sam's pace quickened, taking him to his brothers side. He was bleeding just as badly as Sam was, but he was alive. This sh
In My DreamsDean was tired of walking. His muscles were aching and his feet were sore and he was hungry and he was tired and he was sweaty and he wanted a beer and he wanted to complain but he didn't. Cas was leading him through Purgatory and it seemed so evident that he was doing everything in his power to stay on topic that Dean didn't dare to distract him. He had been mostly sane since they came to Purgatory, only having a few random outbursts of his recent insanity, but it was taxing on him. Dean knew that Cas was still just as crazy as he had been, but he couldn't show it, he had to keep it inside.
"Where are we going?" Dean asked, maybe for the twentieth time.
"We're looking for somewhere safe." Cas growled, growing tired of the question.
Dean knew that. Of course he knew that. But there was no where safe in Purgatory. Everywhere there were monsters. They had been lucky so far, only having to fight them off a few times. They were watching from the shadows though and there were so many shadow
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