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Chapter 3. Adjusting. Deans Pov.

"What's that?" I ask, pointing to the brown thing with purple on it in Sams hand; I know that its food of some form, but the only human food I've eaten here has been eggs.

"Its called toast," he sits next to the bathtub, "Bobby thought it would be a good idea to get you to eat something other then eggs." He hands me the plate and I look at it, then back to him.

"And the purple stuff?"

"Its called grape jelly, just try it." I sigh, grabbing the side of the square in my hand and brining it up to my mouth. As I start to chew a sweet flavor explodes in my mouth. "You like it?" I look back at Sam to see him smiling at me. I nod and he chuckles as I eat the toast with gusto. "I guess you're feeling better?"

"Yeah," I hand him the plate and wipe off my face.

"That's great." The room is silent as I get the courage to speak; its so hard to try and talk about this.

"Um…" he looks me in the eye curiously, "I want to tell you about what happened to me." He's silent for a moment.

" I'll be back in a little bit ok?" I nod as he gets off the floor and leaves the room.

It's been three days since they saved me, and I'm so grateful for their kindness. I was raised to be wary of humans, told that they could attack us one day despite the peace treaty between our kind and theirs, but these two make everything I was taught a lie. I'm something supernatural and they treat me with respect, like I'm one of them. They sit down with me, feed me, look at my injuries, and just talk to me about random things.

"Hey Dean" I'm shaken from my thoughts by Bobby walking into the bathroom carrying a chair behind him. "So Sam told me that you were feeling better." He states, sitting down on the chair. I nod.

"Thank you for helping me." He waves my thanks away and leans forward on his knees. Sam comes into the room a second later and leans against the counter. I look at the expression in their eyes, curiosity mixed with sadness, and I nod.

While I have been here they haven't hounded me to tell them about what happened to me. I could tell by the expression in their eyes that they wanted to demand answers as to how the hunter got me and what he did, but they didn't; they knew that it was a tricky subject and waited for when I was ready.

"Dean" I look at Sam's reassuring smile, "if you don't wanna do this you don't have to." I shake my head.

"I'd rather do it now then later." They both nod and stay quiet, ready to listen.

What the hell am I supposed to say? I know that I'm ready to tell about what was done to my but I have no idea how I should start this.

"Um…" Think Dean.

"Why don't you start with where you were when John got you?" Bobby says, realizing that I'm having trouble starting.

"I was swimming in the Gulf of Mexico…." Bobby cuts me off.

"You're an ocean merman?" he asks, and I nod. "Don't they usually have red tails?"

"I was saved by my parents when I was four years old. They found me unconscious on a beach, my body burned and barely breathing." I don't know why I'm telling these humans about my past, but I feel like I need to out of gratitude for them saving me.

"So you were human?" Sam asks. "So you remem…" Bobby cuts him off with a shush.

"Sam let him talk." Sam sighs in defeat, nodding for me to continue going.

"Anyway I was swimming and I got caught in a net by the shore. I was dragged onto the land and was given something to knock me out."

"So my Dad netted you?" Sam asks, sounding mad.

"No, I don't know who did it but it wasn't him; the person who did it had blonde hair. When I woke up the first thing I saw was your father." I take a deep breath and continue my story.

Past.

"Oh you're awake." I feel something tighten around my wrists and groan and the dryness of my body. The man comes into my line of vision and gives me a humorless smile. "Did you sleep well?"

"Who are you?" I ask in a dazed tone, feeling whatever was given to me wearing off.

"That isn't an important question." I start to notice how dry my body is as he walks away from me and grabs something from a bag. He brings the knife into his hands and rubs the side of the blade gently. "The important question is what do you know about the Yellow Eyed Demon Dean?" I give him a confused look.

"The what?" He walks up to me.

"Don't play stupid with me you son of a bitch." He brings the knife up to the side of my tail and looks me in the eye. "Now tell me what the demon is planning, I know you know."

"I've never heard about…AHH!" the blade digs into the left side of my tail and twists.

"Dean Dean Dean" he says, "I was told that you know about the son of a bitch."

"How did you know my name?"

"Again that's not an important question." He slowly brings the blade down across my arm. "Now you are going to tell me what I want to know or you will never leave here." I look him in the eye in fear, and he laughs; taking a swig from the brown bottle in his hands.

Present.

"He did this for four days straight, demanding answers about the demon and stabbing me." They look angry.

"Did he keep you dry the whole time?" Bobby asks.

"Yeah, he knew that merpeoples tails are more sensitive when dry."

"Do you know why he got you?" Sam asks.

"I only know that he's a higher up demon because of the eye color."

"Did you try lying to get him to stop hurting you?"

"Of course I did, but he knew it was a lie and he would dig the knife deeper into my tail." They are silent for a moment until Sam leaves the room, a look of anger and betrayal on his face. "Did I say something wrong?" Bobby shakes his head.

"No you didn't do anything wrong, Sam's just having a hard time believing that his father could do this." I nod, leaning back against the wall. He gets up from his chair and squeezes my shoulder gently. "You look tired, why don't you sleep for a little bit." He gives me a small smile and exits the room, closing the door gently behind. I bring lower myself deeper into the water, and close my eyes; sighing in relief as the waters energy pulses through my body.

Even though I told them everything that happened to me I left something out. I actually did know one thing about the demon; he killed my family in my little brothers' nursery when he was six months old.

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