Chapter 7
Dean had been on the computer for three hours, trying to figure out what the best plan was for storming a nest of vampires for a five-on-one battle to save your two younger siblings that you would trade the world for.
Turns out there isn't one.
"I need help." Dean muttered and pulled his cell phone out of his pocket. He looked through his contacts until he found the one he was looking for. He dialed it and put the phone up to his ear with a sigh.
"Hello?" Bobby asked as soon as he picked up the phone.
"Hey Bobby..." Dean said in a guilty tone.
"What did you do, boy?" Was Bobby's gruff response.
"Well... The three of us had to split up to go on two different hunts. Elizabeth went after some vampires and me and Sam went for a shapeshifter."
"And?"
"And... They ended up kidnapping Liz. We came down here to gank them and they got Sam." Dean finished quickly.
"Dammit! Where are you?" Bobby asked.
"Lincoln, Nebraska." he replied.
"How'd you get down there so fast?"
"Well Sam said it would take fourteen hours and I knew he was including the fact that I was speeding, so I just sped faster."
"I'll be there as soon as possible. Don't do anything stupid, you idjit." With that, Bobby hung up.
Dean laid down on the bed with a tired sigh.
Ten hours later, there was a loud knock at the door. Dean leaped up from the bed and rubbed his eyes.
"Who is it?" he asked drowsily.
"It's me." Bobby responded, "Open the damn door."
Dean trudged over to the door of the motel room and threw it open. He then turned on his heels and walked over to the table, where he sat down in front of the laptop. He closed it and looked at Bobby. He had obviously dropped everything and driven down as fast as possible. Dean gestured at the chair across from him at the table. Bobby crossed the room quickly and sat down in the chair.
"How many are we dealing with?" Bobby asked.
"Three that I know of. Maybe more, I don't doubt it. They know my weak spots. Sam and Lizzie." Dean said sadly.
"They made a good plan. Drawing you boys out, taking your siblings, singling you out. But why?" Bobby asked.
"I guess I killed his parents. I barely remember the hunt." Dean said, looking down.
"What?" Bobby asked, "What is it, boy?"
"I just... With everything that's gone wrong in my life, it feels wrong to know that I hurt someone else's family." Dean replied, still not looking up from the table.
"I know it feels wrong, but you saved countless other families from our fate. The less vampires killing innocent people, the better. You can't worry yourself about the past, boy. You've got to look towards the future. One that's going to include your brother and sister. We've just got to get them out." Bobby said softly, trying to comfort Dean.
Dean looked up, "Yeah, alright."
"Do you have an idea?" Bobby asked hopefully.
"Not a clue." Dean answered with a sigh.
