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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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When they got back to the motel, Sam settled at a table and quietly ate the salad he'd gotten. He dragged his laptop back over to him and started to do research again. It was probably pointless to keep searching knowing full and well that they were going to come up short, but... it gave him something to do and his mind kept straying to the case anyway.

Better than anywhere else it could stray too.

After heating a bottle of blood for himself, Dean carried it to the table and sat opposite Sam. He sipped at it while he watched Sam go back to research. The kid was going to drive himself nuts.

"You should take a break, dude. You were at the library all day and been on the go since I got up. Take a breather."

Sam looked up from his laptop and half eaten salad, quirking a brow. "And do what, Dean? Not really in the mood for channel surfing tonight and I'm not really tired enough to sleep..." It was a little too early to be calling it a night and really? He preferred not dreaming.

"I dunno. We could go get a beer or something?" Well, Sam could. Dean would keep him company. "Just hate to see you running yourself into the ground, Sam."

Sam was about to protest that he was fine, but thought better of it. Dean'd be able to see through that one, so... "Alright. I guess a beer wouldn't hurt."

He finished off what was left of his dinner, only a couple bites, before he got to his feet and made a grab for his jacket.

"Awesome." He could tell Sam wasn't too thrilled about the whole thing, but maybe a beer (or three) would relax him. His brother needed to chill some.

He got up and grabbed the keys, heading out to start the car.

Once he was in the passenger seat, he leaned back a little and got comfortable for the drive. "You got a place in mind?" Didn't care where they went, really and he was comfortable to settle in for the drive.

"Dunno. Someplace quiet. Never got used to all the noise at Fangtasia." He didn't mind driving a bit to find some place nice, if Sam was up for it. Something a little higher scale than their usual dive bars might pull Sam out of his funk a little, he hoped.

"Wasn't exactly... my kind of place either." And he should have probably had the sense to not rush in and ask questions about Dean like he had, but... he'd been desperate to find his brother, to know whether he was being stupid or not for even hoping...

It had paid off in the end though. "What was it like there anyway? After you got settled in. Felt like I kind of interrupted whatever life you had going there, man."

"It caters to a very specific kind of clientele." He shrugged. Regardless of that, he was still glad Sam tracked him down. It was selfish and he knew it made Sam's life harder, but he'd missed his little brother and having him back made him feel a little closer to human.

"I dunno that I really had a 'life' there, exactly. It was more like a," he shrugged and considered how to phrase it. "A holding pattern, really. It was... what I was doing to kill the time until I could get a life. Or end it, I guess. Half the time I was trying to figure out how to off myself. Rid the world of another monster."

"It wasn't all bad, though, really. In between all the crazy, there were moments I was almost, kind of happy. Eric could be almost friendly when he wanted to be and I was doing what I was told. Some of the other vampires weren't too bad."

Fights and problems aside, Sam was glad to have Dean back too. Glad to know he was still here, still his brother. He listened quietly to Dean talk, eyes drifting over to watch him. "... Glad you didn't do it, you know. End it." He was really glad.

It might have been selfish of him too, because he didn't want to think of what shape he'd be in right now if he hadn't found Dean, if he hadn't had anything at all.

He smiled a little. "When this is all over, do you think you'll want to go back there?"

Dean glanced over and smiled a little. "Yeah, me too. Now that I've kind of got a handle on all this not killing people stuff, I'm kind of hoping I can figure out how to go back to being me."

He shrugged at the question as he turned into the parking lot of a promising looking bar. "Maybe? I mean, there's not a lot of places I fit in anymore and Eric's a cold bastard, but I've met some of the other higher-up vampires in other places and they are so much worse."

"You know- if there's anything I can do to help, Dean... I will, right?" He couldn't imagine what it'd be like to wake up suddenly a monster, something they'd been trained to kill...

He couldn't argue with him on that. Eric had freaked him out but at least he hadn't mauled him to rip his throat out... at least, not yet. Sam wasn't sure how much to trust any of the vampires he'd met besides Dean. "You're going to have to keep in touch if you do, you know."

He looked over again and nodded. "I know, Sam. Thanks."

Dean wasn't sure what being him actually meant anymore. It used to be taking care of Sam, but lately his presence was making Sam's life more difficult than it otherwise would have been. It used to mean being a hunter, but he was useless for half of every 24 hours, now. What else was there?

If Sam had asked, Dean would have advised him not to trust any vampires. Full stop. Deep down, he wanted Sam to trust him and it made things easier, but he remained aware that he was still a monster. Even he didn't know how much truth there was to the promise that he'd outgrow his conscience and human emotions.

He climbed out of the car and waited for Sam before heading inside the bar. "What are you thinking you'll do when this is over?"

"I don't know," he murmured, shrugging. He slipped out of the car and followed Dean inside. Dean didn't choose their usual skeevy dive-bar, it actually looked pretty nice. "I'd like to go back, finish school, I guess."

Honestly? He hadn't put much thought into it yet. All he could think about was Jessica and getting some kind of revenge since he hadn't been there to keep her safe, protect her. Hadn't just been honest to begin with.

He shrugged the thoughts off. "I was studying pre-law... I can't remember if I ever told you." He gave a weak smile. "Before Jess--I had this interview with a law school. A total free ride there, if it all went well, man."

"You didn't tell me, but I figured it would be something snooty like that," he teased lightly, trying to lighten the mood a little. He led them to a table and waited for a waitress to come around. "Another full ride, though? I'm not surprised. You always did get what you set out for."

One of the many reasons he was proud of his brother.

He snorted at that, reaching over to whack Dean lightly. "Maybe. If I didn't blow the interview or something."

Though Jess had seemed dead certain he wouldn't. He shook his head, smiling a little as he settled in. When a waitress came around, he got a beer and waited for Dean to give his.

"I bet you would have been fine."

The bar didn't have TruBlood in stock, but they carried one of the less popular brands. He ordered one of the LifeFlow bottles and smiled at the suspicious look the waitress gave him.

"Thanks, Dean..."

He leaned on the table casually. He noticed the look the waitress gave his brother and... he wasn't going to lie that it bothered him on some level, just the reminder of how other people saw Dean... how he couldn't see his brother. He shrugged it off though and turned his attention back to Dean. "After all this is over, man, If you settle somewhere again, I'll have to come visit you... for a real visit, you know. You'll have to come visit me too. I don't know many vampire hang outs, but... we'll find something to do."

It'd be nice to have a real visit with Dean, maybe.

Dean still wasn't sure he'd survive past finding Dad, but if he did, he was glad Sam would still want to see him. After the last few days, he hadn't been so sure about that.

"Sure, Sammy. If you wanted me to visit you, I would."

Sam wasn't going to let Dad hurt Dean... he'd do anything in his power to make sure he was safe when they found him. He hadn't asked his brother to help him with this just so he could die.

He nodded a that, taking his beer when it was put on the table and taking a sip. "Yeah, of course I would, dude."

Dean took a drink from the bottle he was brought and managed not to make a face. TruBlood wasn't the best tasting stuff in the world and it was still miles better than this brand. Didn't matter, though. He could survive on it. That was what mattered.

"You'd actually want to introduce your college friends to your vampire brother?" He asked curiously. For a long time, Dean had been pretty well convinced Sam was ashamed of him as a brother and that was before he was turned into a monster.

"Could make dating difficult."

Sam paused at that. He should have expected that question and considered it before making the offer open to visiting. He was quiet, thoughtful. "... It's not like it's any big secret vampires exist, Dean. They're all over the place, I mean. I'm sure wherever I end up, there are going to be vampires."

He shrugged and laughed at that. "Well..." It could be a problem. It probably would be a problem, but- "I guess my brother's more important to me than dating, you know."

Besides, it was still so far into the future, all of this. That's how it felt anyway. "Besides, I doubt I'll be interested in dating for awhile, man."

Dean noted the pause and figured Sam might not have considered the situation from that particular angle. Maybe it would be better if he just let Sam visit him when he had the chance. Or meet somewhere in between. The last thing he'd want to do would be to make life harder on his brother after everything he was probably going to have to go through to get back into college life.

"You will one day, though. You deserve to have the whole wife, house, kids package. All that normal stuff you wanted."

"Then you'll still fit in, Dean, if you want to." He had Dean back, alive, which was more than he'd ever get with Jessica. As much as he wanted her back, she was gone.

He didn't want to lose Dean permanently though, if he could help it. "You know... never thought I'd see the day where you'd encourage normal, dude. It's kinda... good to hear." He finished off his first beer and ordered another.

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