Disclamer I don't own supernatural or the brotherhood characters

Thanks for

permission and encouragement to write this you know who you are

As much as I love Jeffrey Morgan I love evil john more

This does not follow the brotherhood storyline and stands alone from my other fic

This will be rated m for child abuse so please don't read if you have triggers

Onwards

"Son of a bitch! I hate fucking witches present company excluded of course mommas boy, you I tolerate."

Dean stated as he dodged the flying vase coming at his head.

"Why thank you for that Dean and here I thought being the advisor to your triad was gonna be all bad.

What the fuck is taking reeves and sam? how hard is it to find and dig up a 70 year old grave of a super

witch?"

"Apperently they are having a few beers while we distract broomhilda here, don't you have some wand or

spell or something to stop her?"

"Oh yes I do I am just having so much fun dodging projectiles of a ghost witch that I totally neglected to

tell you and save our asses."

"Wow Josh your getting better at this sarcasm thing, what would your mom think?"

"Its Joshua and what my mother never finds out won't hurt her."

The witch turned ghost decided that throwing things was not as effective as she first thought and chose to

fall back on her craft. She figured her fellow crafter was the more dangerous of the two hunters and

needed to be taken care of first. After chooseing the spell she started to channel the power within her and

threw it at the older blond hunter.

"Joshua duck!" was all he heard before he was tackled by all 195 pound of muscle as Dean threw

himself between Josh and the spell. The blinding red light and the following scream that resulted

frightened the advisor more then he would ever admit. No sooner that his vision cleared he witnesed the

ghost burst into flames and quite filled the 2 story house. Right on cue the knight and scholar swaggered

into the room pleased with a job well done not noticing an unconscious Dean with Joshua pinned

underneath him.

"Sam! Caleb! Get over here Deans down we need to get him help!" hearing the panic in Joshua's voice

the 2 men ran across the room to their fallen brothers.

"What the hell happened Josh? you were to have his back! whats wrong with him? what happened?"

"What happened Caleb was he jumped infront of a spell I had his back before he went all kamakazie and I

don't know whats wrong with him I need to get him somewhere safe to look him over, now do you think

one of you could help me up so we can get the hell out of here?"

Caleb bent down and pulled Dean off of Joshua and into his arms while Sam helped a brused Joshua to a

standing position.

"Deuce come on man, wakey wakey sleeping ugly time to wake up."

Joshua, did you happen to reconize the spell that hit him?"

"No Sam all I saw was a flash of red but I will figure it out once we get out of here."

Sam turned to Caleb "do you want me to carry him or you good?"

Caleb griped Dean tighter in his arms "No I got him, just help me up."

Picking up Dean and placing him in a firemans carry was the easest way. He knew Sam was stronger and

younger but he was the knight and he would do his job and even if he was just a normal man he would

still carry his wildcard to safety.

Chapter one complete

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