Supernatural Fan Fiction ❯ Hell Can Be Home Too ❯ Chapter 9

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Chapter 9

 

Bobby struggled against the demon only for it to suddenly go flying. He panted for air and then a hand was extended. He grabbed it and let Dean pull him up.

 

“You okay?” Dean yelled and Bobby nodded so Dean gave him the knife back and then threw himself back into the fight. Bobby stayed on the fringes, watching the boys fight and destroy the attacking demons and for the first time in weeks he felt the knowledge that they were demons come to the front. He shivered slightly and yes, it was in fear. Seeing them like this...they weren't his boys at the moment. Feeling or hearing something he turned to see Castiel entering the fight, the angel simply touching a demon and then it was gone. Soon all the demons were gone and Castiel stepped closer to the brothers. Sam shoved Dean behind him and actually snarled at the angel who moved back quickly. Sam was breathing hard, his eyes shining yellow and his features locked in anger.

“Sammy.” Dean whispered, wrapping himself around Sam and nuzzling his throat. Slowly Sam began to calm and relax, blinking his eyes as they faded to hazel. Sam looked around and then flushed in shame.

 

“I'm sorry Castiel, I didn't mean it.” Sam whispered, huddling into Dean's embrace.

 

“It's okay Sammy, you were just protecting me.” Dean soothed and Bobby slowly began to relax. Castiel slowly un-tensed and nodded in forgiveness and understanding.

 

“I should not have startled you so soon after battle.” Castiel told Sam and the demon finally relaxed fully.

 

“Still sorry. I don't like seeing you flinch away Castiel.” Sam told him and Castiel stared at him in surprise.

 

“So did we save the Seal?” Dean asked, looking around the room curiously and Castiel nodded.

 

“You stopped it just in time.” The angel told them and Dean grinned. The angel still believe Dean to be the more human of the two, he never lashed out with his powers and would smile easily. Sam was a lot more controlled but could lash out instinctively, especially if he thought Dean was being threatened. He also didn't seem to care as much about humans as his brother did though he was always kind to the hunter they stayed with. Perhaps it was the circumstances around their changing that made the difference?

 

“So celebratory party?” Dean asked and Bobby chuckled.

 

“I've got steaks.” He answered and Dean grinned at him while discreetly looking for injuries.

“I'm fine, just some bruises.” Bobby said and Dean shrugged.

 

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Dean lay comfortably in Sam's arms, just enjoying the quiet time together. Spending a few days at Bobby's, no Seals, hunts or angels was just what they'd needed. Sam had begun to relax, acting more like the Sammy he remembered from before the Deal than the one who could tear demons apart with a thought. Dean wasn't dumb; he'd seen the fear in Bobby's eyes during that last fight and it hurt. Dean couldn't be afraid of Sam, even at his angriest Sam's first act was always to make sure Dean was safe, but he could understand others being afraid of Sam in that state. He hated admitting it but he could see it himself, Sam had changed since giving in to his demonic blood. Dean knew he had too but he didn't think it was as much as Sam had. Sam had lost his....innocence? No, that wasn't quite right but Dean had seen he wasn't as compassionate towards the victims as he used to be, no matter how Sam tried to act when interviewing or consoling someone. Would Sam stop caring about all humans eventually?

 

“Heavy thoughts?” Sam whispered, bringing Dean out of them and Dean smiled at him, not wanting Sam to know what he'd been worrying over.

 

“Naw, just glad we've got a bit of a break.” He answered and Sam smiled, nuzzling at him.

 

“I can think of a great way to spend the time.” Sam said with a small smirk and Dean laughed, rolling over onto his back and bringing Sam with him.

 

“Really? And what is this oh so great idea?” He teased and Sam laughed before tickling him, making Dean laugh. Tickles soon turned to caresses as clothing was discarded on the floor.

 

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“Hey Bobby, need a hand?” Dean asked and Bobby tossed him a wrench. They worked quietly on the car for a while before Bobby paused to watch Dean.

“You know that's kind of creepy, right? Whatever it is just ask or whatever.” Dean looked up and flashed him a grin making Bobby chuckle.

 

“Sorry.” Bobby paused, not sure what to say.

 

“Bobby just say whatever it is.” Dean said, putting down the tools and walking over to stand in front of Bobby. He leant back against the car so he wouldn't appear threatening; the last thing he wanted was for Bobby to be scared of him.

 

“I..is Sam okay? He's just...he's different Dean. You, well you're pretty much the same idjit you always were but Sam...” Bobby finally managed to get out and Dean sighed.

 

“He scared you.” Dean finished and Bobby looked away.

“Bobby...Sam would never knowingly hurt you.” Dean whispered pleadingly and Bobby looked back at him and nodded.

 

“But instinctively?” The hunter asked and Dean ran a hand through his hair.

 

“You gotta understand what the last few decades have been like for him. For a lot of it he might as well have been alone, I was so messed up when he found me it took me over a decade to finally believe he was Sam. So not only was he looking after my semi-crazy ass but he was also having to deal with the demons and the souls being tortured. Think of Sammy from what, six months ago?” He asked and Bobby nodded, neither brother really paid attention to the passage of time anymore.

“Think of him walking into hell alone, then finding me broken and being tortured. He fixes me up physically only to have me denying he's my brother. Add to that he has to deal with demons who love their work and listening to human souls screaming for help. Of course he's changed. I know I have too. Sammy...he had to force himself to learn to ignore the cries for help and now that he doesn't....I think he's having trouble adjusting. He's used to knowing he can't do anything because it'll be taken as a sign of weakness and if all of hell turned on him he wouldn't be able to protect me.” Dean explained and Bobby closed his eyes as he imagined what Sam had gone through. No wonder the kid was so different and could he really hold it against him? Bobby sighed and nodded at Dean who smiled, glad their friend understood. Neither noticed the presence of a certain angel listening in.

“You know I asked Sammy to come check on you while we were gone?” Dean asked with a mischievous grin.

 

“Oh?”

 

“Yeah, but he refused to leave me alone. We decided against sending you an invite to visit, figured we'd be able to hear you swearing at as from hell.” Dean told him and Bobby laughed, slapping him on the back.

 

“You would have heard more than swearing boy.”

 

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Dean ripped the door off the metal cage, looking in at the petrified children. He reached out for the closest one, smiling gently despite his fangs.

 

“It's okay, we're here to get you out.” Dean soothed and slowly a little boy approached him and Dean lifted him out. Seeing that the other children approached, letting him take them from the cage. They clutched at him, crowding around him and Dean smiled.

“Okay stay very quiet. We have to sneak out.” Dean whispered and the kids nodded. One was crying softly and holding her arm so Dean gently lifted her into his arms, cradling her close as they made their way through the warehouse. Sam suddenly flew through the wall in front of them, making a few of the kids squeal in alarm. Sam looked up at them and nodded at Dean who nodded back and then he was up and gone.

“It's okay, that's my brother. He'll keep them distracted.” Dean whispered and the kids calmed. He got them out the window and was climbing out himself when cold hands grabbed him and yanked him back in. Dean rolled and came up in a crouch, snarling at the vampire. It seemed confused by his fangs for a second before it rushed him. Dean grabbed it by the neck and physically tore its head off. Vampires and demons working together, what was the world coming to? He scrambled out the window and began herding the kids towards town.

 

They were nearly there when Castiel and Sam joined them, making a few of the kids cry out in fear. Except the little one Dean had been carried, she struggled out of Dean's arms and staggered towards the two newcomers, shocking everyone by throwing herself at Sam. He caught her instinctively and she clung to him, crying softly. Sam stared at her in shock before slowly looking up at Dean and Cas. Dean just smiled at him and Castiel had his head tilted, watching in confusion.

 

“Thank you for saving us.” The little girl whispered and Sam felt something inside him break, he pulled her closer, burying his face in her hair and letting the tears fall. He clung to the little girl as they both cried and then he felt Dean's comforting touch on his shoulder. He looked up at his brother, tears still gently falling and Dean crouched beside them, wrapping his arms around Sam and the girl.

 

Castiel watched in awe as Samuel broke down dry sobbing as he held the little girl that had thanked him. He had felt something shift inside the demon when she did so. And then Sam raised his head and Castiel gasped softly at the sight of tears on his face. Demons did not cry and yet...how was it possible? Castiel looked down at smiled at the small child that had latched onto his leg. He touched the child's head, soothing the boy be his very angelic nature.

 

TBC....