Written by: DeanLives
Summary: Dean falls for this girl but she not what she seems to be. Can Sam save him before it to late? Sorry not great with summaries.
Disclaimer: Don't own any rights to Supernatural.
Chapter 4
Demetra walks up taking Sam's plate and gave him the check. Dean starts to eat some crackers.
"So what's the plan?"
"Well we will go the park where all the attacks are." He takes another bit of a cracker.
"So what time you want to go?"
"Midnight is the peak. He like to attack around…" Stops and looks at Sam.
"What Dean?"
His hand quickly covers his mouth and starts to gag. Jumping up and running to the bathroom.
Sam just sat there in shock. "Dean!" Running in after him. Opening the door to hear him vomiting. "Dean!"
"Sammy!"
To see Dean bent over the toilet. He heaves again.
"Dude I don't like this."
"I know. You think its over?"
"Yeah." Slowly standing up and flushes.
"I will go pay." Sam leaves.
He walks to the sink turns it on. Cupping his hands he gets a drink. Looking back up in to the mirror to see the red head from his dream.
"You're okay."
He turns around and no one's there. He turns the sink off and leaves to see Sam standing at the table.
"Let's go!"
Sam follows behind in case something might happen. "Do you think you can drive?"
"Yes." They get in and head back to the room. They go in the room. "Get some rest."
He heads to the bed putting the keys on the nightstand that they fall off of. Sitting on the bed he bends over to pick them up. Then the room starts to spin. Grabbing the edge of the nightstand to brace himself, he puts the keys on the table and lies down. Closing his eyes lying on his side with one hand on his stomach. Falling a sleep.
Three women appear again. This time he recognizes the brunette as Demetra. "Demetra?" "Yes, Dean it's me. You will be with us soon." Kissing him on the lips. Rubbing his chest. Feeding strawberries to him.
" Thank, but I haven't been feeling well."
The blonde says, "You will feel better soon. This is just the purifying stage. We have to cleanse out all the toxins in your body."
Looking at her confused. They roll him over on his stomach. Started rubbing his back.
"Soon you will be ours. We can't wait."
"Who are you?" Enjoying the rubbing of his back.
"You will know in time." The fiery red head said into his ear. Then everything goes black.
Opening his eyes to see Sam standing over him making him jump. "What's your problem?"
"You were tossing and turning."
"So that gives you the right to stand over me like a mother hen."
"I was just checking you. We have a hour until we need to be at the park."
"Fine, I will go take a shower." Noticing he was covered in sweat. Grabs his clothes and heads in to the bathroom. Closing the door he turns the shower on to cold. He steps in. Grabbing the soap he drops it. Bending over to get it, this fast rush of vertigo came over him, grabbing the shower rod and placing the other hand on the wall to brace him self as it passes. He turns the shower off. He slowly gets out with one hand on the towel rack. Drying him self off and gets dress. He didn't look in the mirror because he knew he had to look pale and green that how he felt. Walks in to the bedroom throwing his dirty clothes on top of his bag.
Sam had already put the weapons in the car. "Are you sure you are up to this?"
"Jeez Sammy I am fine." They get in to the car heading to the park.
Pulling in to the parking lot of the park they hear a gut retching howl coming from behind them. They jump out of the car grabbing the guns.
The werewolf comes charging at them. Dean fires the gun missing him barely then Sam misses him. This just pissed the werewolf off.
It runs toward Dean. He aims and fires. But the gun jams. It picks him up and throws him in to a tree.
Hitting the tree he tries to get up just to pass out.
"Dean!" Screaming as he aims the gun and fires. Hitting him in the chest. Under the moon the werewolf changes in to a young man.
He runs to Dean. "Dean wake up!" Dean lies there. He picks him up and realizes how much lighter he is.
"Have you lost weight?" Dean starts to move a little. Thinks he must be still be on adrenaline high that way he felt lighter making it back to the car.
Putting him in the car he makes his way back to the motel. He carries him in to the room putting him on the bed.
Then he starts to toss and turn his eyes open. "Where am I?"
"Dean it's ok. We are back at the room."
Sitting on the bed. "The werewolf?"
"Dean. Have you lost weight?"
"What?" Looking confused.
"It's nothing just when I picked you up you were much lighter then before. I must have still been on an adrenaline rush."
Shocked to hear what he just heard. "Yeah. Yeah it must been an adrenaline high." He wouldn't dare say yes.
"That's what it was. Dean there's some blood on your shirt. One of the claws must have gotten you."
Looking at his shirt. "It just a little cut I can take care of it."
"No, Dean I will do it. Take off your shirt." Heads to the impala and gets the first aid kit. Sitting on Dean's bed.
"No, I can do it."
Grabbing Dean shirt to pull it off. Dean blocks his hand.
"No!"
"Dean let me look." Starting to get worried that the wound might be worse than he thought.
"No, Sammy!" Pushing him away making him fall off the bed still having a piece of Dean's shirt in his hand. Dean's shirt tears down the middle.
"Just great Sammy you ripped my shirt." He stood up stepping over Sam to grab the kit and heads in to the bathroom closing the door behind. Looks at the cut that was a few inches long. Putting some alcohol on it and tapes it up.
Sam gets up grabbing a shirt for Dean, heads to the bathroom knocking on the door. "Dean I have a shirt for you."
Opening the door slowly sticking out his hand. "Give it to me!" Sam hands him the shirt. Closing the door.
Sam realizes that he didn't lock the door. He slowly opens the door to have Dean's chest staring him in the face.
Dean had his shirt over his head when see Sam looking at him. "Bitch! Close the damn door." Very pissed off.
Sam shuts the door fast. He goes to his bed and sits on it.