The hunters were too stunned by Dean's speed and strength in taking them down to react right away. They took a couple minutes to pick themselves up and let the pain from the hits fade. In the time that they were recovering Sam was able to call Bobby and explain the situation before the hunters made it to his house.
"What the hell was that Bobby," Caleb demanded.
"What was what?" Bobby responded after looking around at the hunters that let themselves into his house.
"Don't play dumb with me, what is going on with the Winchesters?"
"They're hunters, they are doing their job," Bobby defended.
"You must have heard the rumors about Sam," Caleb started.
"You are basing this witch hunt on rumors?" Bobby said incredulously, "Those boys are some of the best hunters alive, they have been trained their whole lives for the hunt." Caleb was silent for a beat before switching tracks.
"What about Dean? That's not a rumor, we all saw him." Bobby responded without missing a step.
"Saw him what?"
"The way he moved, it wasn't human," one of the other hunters spat out. Bobby turned his gaze to the hunter who spoke up.
"Like I said," Bobby spoke slowly, "They've been trained their whole lives to be fighters." No one spoke as they all studied each other.
"We'll be in touch," Caleb said finally and the hunters filed out of the house.
"Pull over," Dean's voice was strained and glanced over at his brother in concern. "Sam, I said pull over," Dean said with more force. Sam slowed the car and pulled to the side of the road. They had been driving all day, and the sun had sunk below the trees. As soon as the car stopped Dean threw the door open and jumped out.
"Dean," Sam called after his brother who was quickly disappearing into the trees. The only reply he got was a low growl as Dean vanished completely from view. Knowing he would never be able to catch his brother if he didn't want to be, Sam got back in the impala and got comfortable. Dean would come back when he was ready. At least Sam hoped he would.
Dean ran deep into the trees, changing as he ran. He needed to run, to be in the open. He was cooped up too long in the car. He hated that he couldn't stand being in the car any longer, she was his baby, but he felt trapped. It felt good to stretch his legs and Dean lost himself in the run for a little while.
Sam got out of the impala to lean against the hood; he was starting to wonder where Dean was. Sorry Sammy just needed to get out in the open for a little while. Sam heard Dean's voice in his head and turned to face the tree line in time to see his brother emerge.
"Hey," Sam called out to his brother, "You good?"
"Yeah, my turn to drive," Dean replied. Sam tossed his brother the keys and walked to the passenger side.
"Fine with me, I could use some sleep." Both brothers climbed into the car and continued on their way.
Sky waited in the foyer of the large house. When they had arrived at the Alpha's house, Sky had been amazed. The house was enormous; it was similar to the White House. It seemed that their Alpha thought of himself on par with the President of the United States. The inside of the house looked like it was done by a professional interior designer, the style was modern and it looked expensive. His attention was drawn away from the house when he felt the presence of the man descending the stairs. He lowered his head in respect and waited for the man to speak first.
"My man tells me that you have important information for me," Sky could hear the might in the voice that was the reason this man ruled the werewolves.
"Yes, sir," Sky responded respectfully. The man turned and walked away from Sky, who remained rooted in place until one of the guards motioned for him to follow. The small group entered a lavish office and took their seats.
"Speak," Sky was ordered so he began to explain what happened once again. When he got to the part about hearing Dean's voice in his head he was interrupted. "He spoke in your head?"
"Yes, sir," Sky answered and lowered his eyes when the Alpha's eyes narrowed in his direction.
"Go on," he said finally. Sky finished his story and kept his eyes on the floor. The silence in the office was heavy until a furious voice pursued Sky out of the office, "Out, get out now!"