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Chapter Ten

Dean stared at the man who walked into the room.

"You!" he tried to say, but all he got wash a harsh whisper, weakened by the effort of looking fearless.

Yellow teeth flashed at him, reminiscent of a grin. "Me."

Dean's hand snaked towards the call button, surprisingly aware of how little defence he had here. The adrenaline pounding through his body.

He felt a crushing weight down on his heart too. He had thought he was safe here. He had thought he would be free of Red McFinnigan.

He had thought that his dad had come to rescue him, had come to take him home. To save him just like he had when he was little.

He had thought that for once in his life things were going to be ok.

Still, he wouldn't back down yet. Alone and afraid he could deal with, at least he had always thought he could.

Dean Winchester could deal with anything.

Anything except being tortured at the hands of a mortal. What would his father think? Dean was a soldier, he was warrior and he should be able to hold of a man. He should be stronger than this.

Confusion swirled inside of him. What had he done wrong? Had he failed his father? Why couldn't he look after himself?

How could he survive a werewolf or a spirit and not this? He stared at Red for a moment.

Why was this so much harder?

Red moved forwards, watching as Dean's fingers trembled above the call button, debating over whether or not to call for aid. Whether or not to admit weakness defeat.

He ripped Dean's hand away, pressing his hand down on the boy's neck. Dean immediately fought, trying to regain whatever oxygen he could.

Hands pulled at the offender's firm grip. Feet pushed away the blankets and tried to kick the assaulter. But the earlier injuries handicapped him, and as much as he struggled, he didn't have the strength to throw the man away.

He wasn't a good enough soldier to survive.

The last thing he saw was a young, bouncy nurse come through the door. Her eyes flicked to his now still form to his attacker. The clipboard fell from her hands and she screamed.

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Everyone stared at each other for a moment, before a scream from a room down the hall attracted their attention.

The cops moved first, making sure that 'John Winchester' stayed behind them until they knew who was who.

The boy with the man pushed passed them and sprinted to the room. Getting there in time to catch a fainting nurse.

"DEAN!" Sam Winchester screamed. He laid the women to the side before pouncing on his brother's attacker.

By the time his father and the police arrived, several doctors and nurses and onlookers trailing after, Sam Winchester had ripped McFinnigan away from his unconscious brother and was beating him to a bloody pulp.

Unprepared for the attack Red had yet to fight back, but seeing the police he snapped into action, lunging at Sam. A few seconds from hitting the boy another fist knocked his hand away.

McFinnigan turned to see the angry face of the real John Winchester bearing down on him.

"Coward!" A heavy punch to the gut. "Lowlife!" Another thump to the chest. "Scum!" A broken nose.

Red retreated from his attacker with every blow and every insult, spitting at John's feet as several more colourful insults were hurtled at him. Mixed in with the threats and promises of pain.

Both men momentarily forgot the presence of the police, who rushed forwards, pulled both men back.

"Right!" the loud voice of a police officer boomed over John's swearing. "Which one of you is this boy's father?" He asked, motioning to the body of Dean, which had Sam protectively hovering over it as a doctor tended to him.

"I am." Said two voices.

The detective sighed; this was going to be a very long night.

-----TBC---

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