Supernatural: Brothers Again

by Yunorok

As Sam continues to sneak away and deal with Ruby despite Dean's constant protests, the brothers find themselves faced with a hunt that challenges their relationship and reminds them what it is to be brothers. In Port Washington, Wisconsin, children are disappearing from their bedrooms without a trace. Together, the brothers face a hunt that shows them what it means to be family.

1. Chapter 1

Chapter 1

Dean's back collided hard with the rough bark of an oak tree as the Tink used her magic to throw him hard. Sam ran at the culprit armed with the magical concoction that Bobby had instructed them to mix. It acted like a potent poison to the fairy monsters. He had already confirmed its power, having killed several others with it.

He sprayed the Tink with the concoction and she screamed out in pain, her small fairy-body melting away right before Sam's eyes. It did not look like a pleasant way to die. Sam scanned the surrounding area. He and Dean were alone in the town's park in the middle of the night. The stars were bright in the sky without a cloud in sight. It hardly looked or felt like the battleground that it had just been.

"I think she was the last." Sam said as he helped his big brother up to his feet. It seemed like he had been doing this a lot lately. Ever since Dean had come back from Hell, he hadn't been the same. He wasn't the fierce hunter he once was. Sam still loved him, but sometimes it felt like he was more of a liability than a partner. He knew while Dean was in The Pit, Ruby and he had accomplished more in the business of hunting and ridding the world of demons than he had ever accomplished with Dean.

"Thanks." Dean gasped as he felt the tender bump on the back of his head. "I hope so. I can only take so many Disney characters a week." Sam chuckled a bit. "You ready to go?"

"Yeah." Together they headed back to their motel, satisfied with a job well-done. The walk back to their room was chilly and quiet. The weather in Evansville, Indiana was getting cold as autumn ran its course.

As they closed the door and prepared to hit the hay, neither noticed the pair of eyes watching them from the distance. Getting closer, the eyes watched through the motel window as the lights went out and the large men climbed into their beds, drifting farther from this world into the world of their dreams. A sinister smirk crossed the peeping-tom's face. "Too easy."

With a quiet incantation and a meager level of patience, the incantation-weaver would have her revenge and her reward. Once the spell was complete, she settled back in the tree, prepared to follow these boys, enjoy the show, and reap her rewards.