An Unexpected Visit

[bloodnbadthings]

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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[thinkshesosmart]

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.

[bloodnbadthings]

When the buzz wore off, Dean was going to feel terrible about telling Sam his blood was different. He wanted to keep it to himself and not alarm his brother.

After a minute of staring at the ceiling, Dean smiled a little. "You're still my favorite brat brother, you know."

[thinkshesosmart]

"Yeah?" He rolled his eyes, grinning a little bit. "I'd hope so... I'm kind of the only one you got, right?"