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Hiding True Feelings

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Everything seemed so foggy, but he could feel someone was in their room , someone was moving around . ' Someone ? That just doesn't sound right .' with that thought he grabbed his gun and opened his eyes instantly . It took couple of moments for him to recognize the person in the room, but not that long to cause any harm .

Dean couldn't believe his eyes ."Bobby ?"

"Hello there!" Bobby said back .

"What the hell are you doing here?" Dean asked , eyes wide open .

"Looking for a beer." Bobby shrugged .

Dean tried to move and change his position on the chair he was sitting on , though it was kind of painful ."That's my excuse , make a new one. Really. What the hell?"

"Alright, I was just checking up on you two idjits ."Bobby sat on the bed .

Dean looked suspicious. "And what in the hell told you that we needed to be checked?"

"Maybe that wound on your head , or the gash on your chest . Ah wait, what about those 2 broken ribs? Or even maybe this brother of yours who apparently has a concussion." Bobby listed .

"Wow , sorry, didn't know you're a psychic . Let me get this straight , you were resting at your home , a cup of coffee in your hand and a hell of a book on your lap. All of a sudden , you felt you're needed here .. Umm , 2 states away from your place . So , you just turned your car to the KITT to get here and check up on us .Huh , that sounds just like you . "Dean shook his head in agreement .

Bobby tried hard to don't show he was near to laugh "Are you done there smart-ass?"

"Just one more thing. Where did you park KITT ? Cuz I really like to have a look at that ." Dean added sarcastically .

Bobby rolled his eyes ."Alright , Alright , Cass told me about you , and he brought me here . Are you satisfied ?"

"Hell yeah . Where the hell is he now ? "asked Dean looking around the room .

Bobby shrugged. "He vanished , I guess he's scared of you ."

"He better be. I told that idiot we're fine ."Dean looked annoyed .

"Yeah , he mentioned that . He said you refused to go to the hospital , and cuz I know you idjit well enough , I knew his concern couldn't be in vain ." Bobby was waiting for Dean to let him help .

"I'm fine , so is Sammy , he's just a mild concussion . he's gonna be fine by tomorrow ." Dean stand up from his chair and cringed a little when the pain in his chest went unbearable for a second .

"Yeah , if it's your story . Now you'll let me help you with those wounds or I'll drag your ass to a hospital . Think about it . You have 30 seconds starting from now ." with that Bobby stared at his watch .

Dean looked confused " What ? Are you out of your mind ? Don't you think I'm old enough to take care of a graze ?"

"I'm not saying you can't take care of that , but when Cass says your problem is serious , I'd rather believe him ."Bobby replied .

Dean rolled his eyes ."Whatever , but I'm telling you it's nothing serious. And my ribs are not broken by the way , maybe just cracked , which are bandaged already ."

"Just a quick look , I promise I won't bother you ." Bobby was happy with his triumph .

"Just let me wake Sam first . It's almost 2 hours he's asleep ." said Dean and walked toward Sam's bed . "Hey , Sammy , wake up now ." Sam just ground in relpy ."Come on , just some few questions and you can go back to sleep ." Dean shook him gently .

"Sam Winchester , Sammy for you ! 25 years old , and today is ... umm , was friday , .. I .. I don't remember the date ." said Sam weary .

"It's ok . When was your first kiss ?" asked Dean grinneing .

"Umm... I was 14 , I guess . I was tutoring Wandy ." Sam said after a few seconds of thinking .

"Tutoring her what ? The best way of kissing ? .. Damn it , I used to tutor some girls at school , how could I never come up with that idea ? " Dean looked at Bobby "And everyone says I'm the one who just cares about girls ? "

"You can't do that , it's not fair ." Bobby chuckled .

"Tell me about it , but that's exactly the thing he did to me last time I got a concussion . And you know what ? I think I like it , he'd never tell me about it if he's fine ." Dean grinned and patted Sam's shoulder , who was asleep again .

"You better never try that shit with me . Come here , your turn ." Bobby gestured to the other bed .

"Dude , You sound threatening . I didn't do that to you yet , besides he was the one who started this ." Dean acted like he was frightend already .

"Yeah , like you're scared of me , sit down and let me look at your head first . So far , I don't think Cass was that right about you . It doesn't look you have any serious problem ."

"Finally ! That's what I'm trying to say ." Dean let out a sigh of relief , but it was too deep for him and the pain spread all over his chest instantly and made him let out a gasp of pain .

"Or maybe he wasn't that wrong ! " Bobby sounded worried .

"I've 2 cracked ribs and a wound on my chest , of course it hurts . But not as bad as Cass says ." Dean stated .

Bobby examined the wound on his head and then helped him to take off his T-shirt .There was a long deep gash on the right side of his chest , which made Bobby grimace .

"It's not as bad as it looks , doesn't hurt that bad either ."Dean said when he saw the look in Bobby's eyes .

"So , what happened ? What did this to you two ? " asked Bobby trying to distract Dean and himself , even for a few minutes .

"Long story ." Dean sighed .

"We've got a lot of time ." said Bobby .

"What ? No sleep tonight ? But I wanna sleep . Tomorrow we're gonna have lots of things to do ." Dean said innocently .

Bobby was looking into the first aid kit " I gotta take care of this wound and you know it . You can sleep after that . So , just define it as long as I'm working on you ."

... TBC ...