"Well, that was an interesting twist." Dean said. He and Sam were driving in circles, quite literally due to many roundabouts, trying to find a motel.
"Really." Sam said, coughing and drawstringing his hood closed as Dean took another 360.
"You okay, Sammy? "Dean said. Sam did something between a gag and a cough.
"Samuel Winchester, if you puke in this car.." Dean warned. Sam already had his head out the window.
"Sam?" Dean slowed down. Sam pulled himself back inside. "You catching something? "Dean said as coughs racked Sam.
"Maybe. They did say the kid was sick." Sam coughed.
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James was now sobbing, his tears mixing with blood on his face.
Meg gripped his shoulder. "Now, sweetheart -there is no need for this pain nor the tears. All I need you to do is just tell me- which hunter are you related to? " she said comfortingly.
James bit his lip, saliva and blood dripping off his face. He shook his head no. Meg twisted her face into a scowl.
"Fine. Do it the hard way." Meg grabbed his skull.
"James, is it? You do realize your uncle hunts right? He hunts monsters and kills them in cold blood." Meg said as Jack twisted James arm up behind him.
James nodded, suppressing a scream. "So, if your uncle goes out everyday and kills these things, he does not have time for much anyone else I suppose? Right? "Meg said.
James paused. It seemed occasionally, that Uncle Josh seemed to be constantly gone and somewhat distant from the Diamonds. James set his jaw and nodded.
Meg smiled in satisfaction. "Jack? Let him go." Meg smoothed back his hair.
"You are in a good place now, James. A very good place." Meg said, gripping his hair.