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Dean Winchester ([personal profile] bloodnbadthings) wrote2012-01-28 02:12 am

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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[personal profile] thinkshesosmart 2012-02-18 01:18 am (UTC)(link)
"Dude, you're in a really good mood right now." And after the mood Dean'd been in? It was nice to see... He rolled onto his side to face the other, propping himself up on an elbow. "Uh-huh. Whatever, Dean."
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[personal profile] thinkshesosmart 2012-02-18 03:17 am (UTC)(link)
He wrinkled his nose at that poke, giving Dean a look. Yeah, he was definitely... buzzed or tipsy or something. "Does blood always do this to you?"
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[personal profile] thinkshesosmart 2012-02-18 04:01 am (UTC)(link)
"What?" He gave a curious look even though Dean had his eyes closed. "Why would mine be any different than other people's?"
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[personal profile] thinkshesosmart 2012-02-18 04:39 am (UTC)(link)
"Huh..." He frowned, idly bringing a hand up to rub over his neck. He wasn't sure that was the most... comforting thing Dean could have said, honestly. He was trying to not let it bother him, but he couldn't help but wonder why his blood would be any different than anybody else's.
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[personal profile] thinkshesosmart 2012-02-18 05:22 am (UTC)(link)
"Hm?" He watched as Dean squirmed closer and leaned into him, awkwardly laying back to accommodate him a little better. He took in a breath, took solace in the fact that Dean was probably too tipsy right now to notice a lie, and nodded "Yeah, m'okay, Dean... How about you?" He reached up, returning that hair ruffle from earlier.
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[personal profile] thinkshesosmart 2012-02-18 06:00 am (UTC)(link)
"... Missed you too, Dean," he murmured, his tone a little softer. He shifted a little closer and awkward as it was to maybe put himself that close, rolled to his side to face the other. Wanted to see his face, see just how serious he was being right now. "Failing me?"
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[personal profile] thinkshesosmart 2012-02-18 06:44 am (UTC)(link)
"From what you said, it wasn't your choice to leave," he murmured, eyes staying trained on his brother's face. "And... you couldn't have done something for Jess." Maybe he could have, if he hadn't been so damn desperate to just be normal, to hang on to her, but...

"... Dean, it's not like that. I knew what the risks were when I went with you. Accidents happen in our line of work." Wasn't like Dean led him down there to be vampire food...

"You're here for me, Dean... that's better than Dad at least. I left Jess to go look for him and he... he couldn't even call after she died. Didn't even call to make sure I was alright when I could have burned up right with her. You- hadn't even been around me, didn't even know Jess, but you dropped everything to come with me at least."

And yeah, they got frustrated with each other, had things to work out, but that still counted for something. He was close enough to feel Dean's breath on his face when he sighed out like that an almost wanted to draw back a little, get some distance between them because... yeah, little too intimate, but he lifted a hand to rest on Dean's shoulder, squeezing it. He'd move in a minute, when he was sure Dean had calmed down. And if he teased or complained about chick flick moments after this? Sam was not going to be happy.
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[personal profile] thinkshesosmart 2012-02-18 07:22 am (UTC)(link)
"It's not your fault, Dean. Dad's just..." Stubborn as ever, obsessed. Sam at least- kind of got the obsession now though, in a strange way. It was the same with Jess.

"I know," he reassured. "You can get some rest if you need to."
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[personal profile] thinkshesosmart 2012-02-18 07:57 am (UTC)(link)
Sam felt himself breathe out a sigh when Dean rolled over, doing the same. He couldn't wait for the effects of that blood to wear off entirely... and he really hoped Dean was right, that it only lasted a couple weeks. The weird attraction he had simmering in the back of his mind was getting him a little antsy. He wasn't freaking out over it since he knew why and that it was temporary, but that didn't make it any less awkward to be thinking about Dean in that way.

Or more like anybody right now. "Good. That's good, Dean."

This would go away though, so no reason to let it ruin his mood. The fact that his blood was apparently freaky was more than enough to add to the plate of things to be concerned about.

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[personal profile] thinkshesosmart 2012-02-18 08:41 am (UTC)(link)
"Yeah?" He rolled his eyes, grinning a little bit. "I'd hope so... I'm kind of the only one you got, right?"