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An Unexpected Visit

They'd been at it over a month now with still no sign of Dad. There had been hope once when an old acquaintance of John and Dean's called for help on another case and informed them that he found Sam's phone number by calling John's. Suddenly the phone that had given them nothing but disconnect redirects was now clicking over to voicemail in their father's voice informing people to call Sam if they needed help.

Sam had... not liked that development. Dean could understand why. Sam didn't have anything against helping people, but to have proof that their father was still out there and knew Sam was hunting... presumably knew Sam was looking for him... but, he was still staying out of communication? Dean could understand why that was upsetting. All he could do was keep trying to track the man down and hope when they did, Sam could get his answers.

They were in the middle of nowhere Illinois, Dean still recovering from his first and last airplane flight, when their hunt met with an unexpected snag. Dean walked into their motel room after sitting with Sam through his dinner to find their room occupied. A blond vampire was stretched out on Dean's bed, lounging. Inwardly, Dean started cussing colorfully while he pushed Sam as casually behind him as he could.

"Hello, Eric."

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"Hm?" He looked over at the question before giving a slow nod. "Just a little out of it, I guess. Think I just need some sleep or something."

he shifted a little to tug the covers up over himself, settling on his side and facing his brother. He'd just finish the pizza off tomorrow or something. "Good night, Dean."

"Okay." Dean watched him turn over and get comfortable. "Night. Sleep well."

Still had a while before he had to hide from the sun, so he laid there and rested, occasionally watching Sam. Still worried about him. After what he went through tonight, he had every reason to be not okay, but he kept insisting he was. Dean never should have brought him along. It was too risky. Sam didn't deserve to be put into that kind of risky situation.

It wasn't long before Sam dozed off--sleep wasn't very easy or relaxed, but he was used to that by now and it was pretty understandable, he figured, considering how spectacularly bad their job tonight went. He didn't blame Dean for it--he'd been the one to insist going along after all.

It was just hard to forget getting tackled and nearly drained.

Dean watched Sam struggle in his sleep for a while, then he got up and sat on the edge of Sam's bed. He brushed his brother's hair back softly. Soothing. He just wanted to see Sam rest a while.

"Mnh..." there was a little noise that escaped him at the touch before Sam settled again, one hand reaching out instinctively to try and grab on to Dean, hold on.

"Shhh..." Dean let him hold onto him and continued to stroke his hair back. There was time until sunrise, so he shifted around to sit with his back to the headboard and kept Sam close, making soothing noises and petting him lightly.

He'd been used to sharing a bed with another person, so it seemed pretty natural to gravitate towards one when it was in his bed. When dean settled in, Sam shifted to curl in a little closer, burrowing in.

Dean let him settle in close. His hand smoothed down Sam's hair and down his back, rubbing long, soft lines along his spine. He didn't need to sleep until dawn, so it was no trouble to sit there and keep watch over his brother. It was... nice. Nice to feel like he was doing something good and useful for Sam, for a change.

The soothing touches were making his dreams way more pleasant at least. He gave soft, pleased murmurs of noise, arm sliding around Dean to keep him close and there. If he were awake, he'd probably be more embarrassed about the fact that he was clinging to his brother practically, but right now? He was just relaxed, at ease for right now.

Since Sam was comfortable and at ease, Dean was hesitant to move away until he absolutely had to. He stayed there until he could feel dawn approaching and his body started to get heavy and sluggish. Much longer and he'd end up fried. That would not be pleasant for Sam to wake up to.

He reached for Sam's arm and started to gently disentangle him so he could slip away. Tried to be as slow and gentle as he could, hoping not to wake his brother.

Sam didn't stir right away, though the lack of a body to curl against got him to wake a moment, blinking blearily and confused around the room--wouldn't be surprised if he'd just dreamed it, really.

He saw Dean moving to slip under the bed though. "You going to bed now?" Was it already dawn? He should probably get up, look up cases or try to figure out their next move with dad but... instead, he was huddling under the covers again, eyes drifting shut again. Five more minute, then he'd get up. Let Dean get nice and settled in first.

Dean glanced back over when Sam spoke and nodded as he knelt beside the bed. When Sam snuggled back down, he grinned and reached over to pet his brother's hair lightly again. "Yeah, Sam. Goodnight. See you tonight."

Then he slipped under and pulled in the blackout fabric, blocking out all the light. In minutes, he was dead to the world.

"Night, Dean..." Or morning... that was more appropriate. when Dean settled in, fell asleep, Sam slept a couple more hours before he was up and about again. He grabbed a shower and decided to finish off that pizza for breakfast while he hit the laptop and Dad's journal.

Couldn't do a lot but kill time... and try to not dwell on the job they worked last night.

Like clockwork, at about seven that night, Dean woke and immediately zeroed in on Sam's heartbeat. Still there. Still relatively calm and relaxed. That was good. Not sleeping, though. That was less good. Hopefully, he got at least some sleep after Dean slipped away for the day.

He climbed out form under the bed and stretched, looking over to where Sam was sitting. Working, as usual. "Hey."

"Hey." He looked up briefly before turning his attention back to Dad's journal. "I, uh, got you some more TrueBlood in the fridge. Noticed you were out last night."

And it had given him something to do at least.

"Thanks, Sam." Dean went to the fridge to pull one out and heat it up. At least now he knew Sam actually went out during the day. That was a relief. It made sleeping under the bed worthwhile, at least.

He shook the bottle up once it was heated and wandered over to sit opposite his brother at the table. "What're you working on?"

"No problem." He idly rubbed a hand over the back of his neck, easing any soreness there. Yeah, maybe he'd spent a little too much time hunched over here.

"Just reading over Dad's journal... been looking through papers and online for anything too."

"Any idea where we're heading next?" Barring anymore vampire interference, Dean was content to continue following Sam's lead. He wanted to find their father too, but he was nervous about it. Particularly after last night. He had this irrational fear that John would somehow find out he'd nearly let Sam's throat be torn out be another vampire and, well... it wouldn't be pretty.

"Still looking..." He paused, tilting his head curiously as he watched the other. "I forgot to ask... how'd everything go last night?"

"Went alright. They were pleased with how the situation was handled. I assured them it wouldn't get back to the local vampires in any way." Which reminded him to check the news and such soon. Make sure he'd made good on that promise. "The vampire they had captive was the child of one of the sheriff's close friends, so getting him back alive definitely bought us points."

At least they hadn't managed to piss anybody else off, but the mention of the other vampire did make his expression strain a little. Just the idea that he was still out there somewhere, probably without anyone saying anything about how he'd nearly killed a human. "So think the vampires will leave you alone for awhile?"

Dean certainly hadn't mentioned that the other vamp tried to kill Sam. Mostly because, when the vampire went around talking about how good the blood was, he didn't want a lot of specifics known about who he meant. Hopefully, the rest of his nest would just chalk it up to his extreme starvation making him think the blood was so different and incredible. Still, he noticed the strain in Sam's expression and looked over apologetically. It had crossed his mind to stake the fucker for attacking Sam, but he didn't want to bring the wrath of a whole group of vampires down on them.

"I think so. I hope so. As long as I remember to present myself appropriately when we enter new territories."

"Hmm... good." Dean having to introduce himself like that? It was going to cut into even more of their time looking for Dad. He shifted a little, resting his chin against his palm as he looked across the table quietly. Still- he didn't think he could do it alone... didn't want Dean to go.

"How are those wounds healing up, Dean?"

Only an hour or two at each new stop. He'd do his best to keep the vampiric interruptions to a minimum, for Sam's sake. At least until his brother got tired of him.

At the question, he looked down and touched the bandages lightly. "Doing okay. Should be mostly gone by tomorrow."

Especially if he got himself out to find some human blood to speed the healing later. Sam didn't need to hear that, though. Dean was pretty sure Sam was done with vampire bites. And with good reason.

"Good." Not like he liked seeing Dean hurt. He leaned on the table, fingers idly trailing to his neck. Didn't really know how to feel about Dean biting him now-- on one hand, he'd never lump his brother in with what happened last night and on the other, he just didn't know if he could make the offer so soon after that... even if he knew those wounds Dean had would be gone sooner if he did.

"Hey- is there... ah, is there anything else I should know about- vampire blood? Drinking it and everything." Now that it had been long enough that he figured he didn't have anything to worry about, he couldn't help the curiosity.

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