Chapter 7 - Operation Get Dean Back

Sam hit the steering wheel in frustration as he sped away from Dean and Katie, The last thing he wanted to do was leave Dean behind, but he had no choice, considering all Dean wanted to do was convert him to being evil. The next dilemma was how to get Dean back. Sam knew someone could be possessed, but sucking out someone's life? That was a new one. Considering Dean was still there, but just evil.

At least he didn't have a headache.

He found himself sitting outside the local library, and decided this would be the best place to start.

'God Sam…stop being so stupid,' he muttered.

As if the local library would have books on demons. And Dean would know immediately where he was. He needed somewhere safe, where no one would think of looking for him. A thought swept him.

His dad hadn't told him much…but apparently John had a brother, who lived in the area, who was also a demon hunter. All he needed was an address.

He headed into the library.

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Katie paced angrily in front of Dean.

'How could you just let him escape like that?' she scolded. 'You had him! Your better than him…it should've been easy.'

'Sorry,' said Dean uncaringly, popping some chewing gum into his mouth.

'That's not good enough!' she yelled. 'You're his brother; where would he go?'

'Probably to the library, to find out how to kill you.'

Katie stopped.

'The library? You couldn't tell me this before?'

She grabbed the keys to her car and stormed out, Dean strolling behind her.

They pulled up at the library not long after. The impala stood out on the other side of the street.

'Told you so,' said Dean. 'He's geek boy. He's drawn to these places like magnets.'

Katie turned off the engine, and silence fell between them as they observed the library. The occasional pop came from Dean as he blew bubbles with his gum. They both sat up straighter as Sam rushed down the steps of the library, and roared off quickly in the Impala.

'He wasn't in there long,' said Dean, a frown on his face. 'Usually research takes ages…'

Katie did a u-turn and began tailing Sam, keeping a couple of cars between them. A light changed ahead of them, and they were forced to stop while Sam streamed away.

'Do you know where he's going?' Katie asked.

'Not the faintest idea.'

'Ugh…we'll find him later,' she said in disgust. 'Right now…I'm hungry.'

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Sam glanced in his rearview mirror again. Yep, that was them, following him. How could he lose them? He smiled in delight as a light turned yellow ahead, and he shot through it, relieved to see that they came to a halt and didn't try to follow him. He didn't even know where he was going; he hadn't found his uncles address anywhere. He sighed and pulled into yet another scummy hotel for a night.

Again, they waited in the shadows of an alley, and again, they found a weak victim. As Katie filled up on the sweet blood, Dean casually looked around. He froze as he spotted Sam leaving the local bar.

'Katie,' he called. 'I see him.'

She was beside him instantly, her face curled into a twisted smile.

'You go get him,' she ordered. 'I'll um…finish up here.'

Dean paced away silently into the night, following Sam in the shadows. As Sam walked, he felt a shiver, and instinct told him he was being followed, and he knew it was Dean. His plan was working nicely. As he slipped around a corner, he pressed himself against the brick wall, prepared for what had to be done.

As Dean slipped around the corner after him,he grabbed him in a headlock from behind, clapping a pre-soaked chloroformed rag of his mouth and nose. Dean struggled furiously in his grip, but not long after sagged unconscious to the ground.

'Sorry Dean,' muttered Sam, cuffing his brother's hands behind him.

He fireman carried him to the Impala, which was waiting nearby, and dumped him in the trunk, closing the lid reluctantly.

God he hoped this would work.