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Ok so the idea for this chapter came from anon's review, saying something about Dean dragging himself around on land and Sam carrying him bridal style. So because you gave me the idea the chapter is dedicated to you dude.
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P.S. I apologize for this poorly written chapter, I'm home sick and I was bored. The rest of the story will be written better I promise you.
Chapter 4. Protective Streak. Deans Pov. Two Days Later.
"Well your tail is looking better." Bobby says with a small smile, "I don't think we need to cover it anymore." He puts his things away in a box with a red cross on it and closes it. "How's your chest feeling?"
"Better, still stings once in a while though." He nods.
"Well that's to be expected." He turns the knob on the bathtub to start the water. "I'm going to leave them uncovered for a little while, let them breath, then wrap them tonight." I feel the water rise along my tail and a sigh.
"Where's Sam?" I ask, not having seen him all day.
"He didn't really sleep last night so he's taking a nap." He stands up and places the box on the counter top. "I need to work outside for a little bit, do you think you'll be ok alone or do you want me to wait until Sam wakes up?" I shake my head.
"I don't mind being alone." He squeezes my shoulder gently.
"I'll be back in half an hour or so." He exits the bathroom, leaving the door ajar. I lean back and close my eyes, enjoying the feeling of the water on my tail. I hear a clanking downstairs and a door opening. "I'LL BE BACK SOON!" I hear the door slam shut and I shake my head in amusement.
I sit there for several minute, thinking about what will happen after I get better. Will they keep me here until John is stopped? Will they bring me back to the ocean? Will I ever see them again? I know I've only known them for about a week but I've grown attached to them. Back home most of the people treated me differently because I was born human, its hard to hide with the purple tail and green eyes, but these people treat me like one of their own. I mean yes I have a tail but they don't seem to care about that. I just hope that after all of this we can stay in contact somehow because I don't want to lose them.
"N-no" My eyes shoot open as I hear a pain filled voice.
"Sam?" I turn the knob of the tub to stop the water. I listen for a few moments, trying to figure out what's going on.
"No s-stop" His voice is louder this time and more pained.
"SAM?" still no response. "Damn it!" What the hell am I supposed to do? I grab onto the side of the tub and think. He isn't waking up, Bobby's outside, and I can't walk. I look at the floor and to the open door and something clicks in my head. I pull myself out of the water and onto the edge of the tub. I lean forward till my hands are on the cold, hard ground and pull my tail towards my body. My tail falls to the ground with a hard 'slap' and I hiss in pain as my wounds are jarred. I reach out to the door and push it open farther, seeing brown flooring that looks dry. I take a deep breath and pull myself out of the bathroom, pushing myself forward with my tail. When I reach the brown flooring I stop, rubbing my hand along the rough, hard surface. This is going to rub my tail raw isn't it?
"NO!" Sam screams and I drag myself towards the closed door down the hall, ignoring the burning on the side of my tail that's being dragged along the floor and the pain in my chest.
When I reach the closed door I look up to see a round looking handle. How did Bobby open these? I reach up to the cold metal and wrap my hand around it. I turn it right and left while pulling outwards but it doesn't open. Think Dean! I turn it left and right again but push and a moment later the door opens to show Sam thrashing on what Bobby called a bed.
"SAM!" No answer. I pull myself closer to the high bed and grab onto the side, pulling my self up while moaning in pain. I balance myself on my left arm and reach my right hand towards him. "SAM!" I shake his shoulder hard.
"NO!" he shoots up and I fall down, my body hitting the floor hard. A shooting pain goes through my tail and chest and I can't breath. Sam leans over to look at me: panic, confusion, and worry written out on his face. "Dean!" he throws the fabric over him to the side and drops down to the ground next to me. "What the hell are you doing?" he looks at my tail and gasps. He touches the part of my tail that is rubbed raw, causing me to hiss. "What were you thinking?"
"You sounded like you were in pain." He looks me in the eye.
"So you dragged yourself from the tub to wake me up and fall on your ass!" he looks mad.
"I dragged myself from the tub to make sure you were ok!" the anger that was in his eyes vanishes, and he pinches the bridge of his nose.
"Why would you do something so stupid?" he asks a moment later.
"Why would you take me into your home, clean my wounds, and treat me with kindness?" I shoot back. He looks at me like I just slapped him and he shakes his head. He snakes his arms around my back and tail and picks me up, placing me gently on top of the bed.
"Stay here." He orders, and he exits the room. He comes back a minute later with the box with the cross and a wet towel. He sits on the bed next to me and opens the box. "So stupid." He mutters, shaking his head. I lean on my arms to get a better look at him.
"So you think saving me from your father was stupid?" his head snaps up to look at me.
"What the hell are you talking about?"
"Answer the question."
"Of course not!"
"Then I don't think what I did was stupid either." He sighs and finishes cleaning my tail in silence.
"I'll be back in a minute, I gotta dry the floor off." He places the wet towel over my tail and exits the room. A few minutes later he comes back looking less angry. He sits down next to me on the bed and looks me in the eye. "How did you know which room was mine?" I roll my eyes.
"You were screaming no." his cheeks redden and I laugh lightly. He gives me a small smile.
"I shouldn't have yelled at you for worrying about me." I nod. He lifts me into his arms gently and stands up. He walks into the bathroom and sets me into the bathtub filled with fresh water gently. He sits on the side of the tub and crosses his arms.
"Are you ok?" I ask and he bites his bottom lip.
"Yeah, I've just been through some hard times lately." I nod in understanding. "Uh…thank."
"What are friends for right?" his eyes widen slightly, but he smiles.
"Yeah, what are friends for." He stands up from his seat and walks over to the door. "I'm gonna make some food, I'll bring it up in a little bit and we can eat together."
"Thanks." He exits the room, keeping the door wide open. I drop down deeper into the water till its up to my chest.
Friends; I never thought I would ever be friends with a human…
END OF CHAPTER 4! So what did you guys think? Like it? Hate it? Let me know!