MUAHAHAHAHAHA! I'm so evil. Leaving with Dean losing counsciousness. HA!

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Previously on Inferno! (Lol)

Everything happened in a second. Dean cocked his gun and aimed at the head. The echo of the gun coming off was so loud in here that his head started hurting even more. Then the piercing scream came again. This time the pain was too much to bare and Dean hit the ground with a thud falling into uncounsciousness.

Ch. 10 Back In Black

ARG! THE PAIN! Son of a bitch killed me. I'm dead for sure. Shit! Hope Sammy'll take care of my car.

Beep... Beep... Beep... Beep... Beep... Beep...

What the...

Dean opened one eye very slowly. Everything was so white that it hurt and he had to close his eye again.

''Urrrrggg... it hurts...''

Then it all happened fast. First he heard a chair falling on the floor and someone jumping on the bed next to him and touching his shoulder OW!, his face OW! and a hand on his chest OOWW!

''Oh my god! Dean! Are you okay?? We were so worried... It's been two days.''

''I'm okay...'' In fact he wasn't. He was definetly in a hospital bed and every single part of his body hurt and Cain wasn't helping but he kept his mouth shut. He was happy to see her.

He heard her step away from the bed and when Dean finally opened his eyes she was leaning out of the room. ''SAM! SAM! He's awake!!'' He heard someone running down the hall and next thing he knew Sam was next to him too.

''Dean! You okay? Does it hurt? You have know idea how scared we were.''

Dean tried to laugh but his ribs hurt and he stopped at once. ''I'll survive. Promise. What the hell happened? Last thing I remember is reaching for my gun and then... nothing.''

Cain was sitting on the bed next to him again and she reached for his hand. When he didn't pull away she relaxed. '' You shot it Dean! Right between the eyes. You were amazing.''

Sam sat down in the chair next to the bed. ''Seriously man! I have no idea how you did it. It was dark, you broke your right arm... and you still managed to kill it. We had to drag you until we got a signal on our cell phone and we called the police. They took you here and we had to go back to get rid of the creature... ''

''My arm is broken?'' Dean finally looked down at himself and realised that there was a cast on his right arm. ''Crap! What am I suppose to do with a cast on my arm? How am I gonna hunt?''

''Dude... I don't think you'll be hunting for a while. You were hurt really bad. You gotta take it easy.'' Sam was frowning and Dean knew that wasn't a good sign.

''How bad is it really?''

Cain squeezed his hand and he looked up to her. ''Broken arm, couple of cracked ribs, concussion, you got nine stitches on the back of your head and a lot more on your left leg where it grabbed you and finally one badly sprained ankle... your lucky your legs aren't broken. It threw you pretty far.''

''What am I suppose to do?'' Dean seemed alarmed and it was almost painful to look at. Sam and Cain knew how much hunting meant to him. He had never known anything else and now he was forced to stop for an undetermined amount of time.

Sam had thought about it of course. ''We thought you could stay at Bobby's.''

'' What do you mean ''I'' could stay at Bobby's? Where are you guys gonna go?''

''Well... We are gonna keep doing our job.'' Cain couldn't look at him in the eyes as she said that.

'' Oh Hell No!'' Dean tried to prop himself up on the bed but his head hurt too much so he dropped back down. ''I'm not leaving the two of you hunt alone.'' He pulled his hand away from Cain.

Sam knew this might have been difficult for Dean to understand. '' Dean, the two of us can mangae hunting without you, believe me.''

''And I've hunted alone for years before I met you guys and I managed just fine.''

''God knows how that happened.'' Cain got up frowning at those words.

''Anyway, it's not like you can stop us. You can't even walk.'' She raised an eyebrow at him in a satisfied look.

Dean was about to talk back but Sam intervened. '' You don't have a choice Dean. You need to rest and get better. Your staying at Bobby's. We'll even stay a couple of days too until we find another hunt.''

Dean seemed to realise that he wasn't going to win this argument. ''When are we leaving?''

''I'll go get a doctor.'' Cain left the two brothers alone in the room.

''Does Bobby know were coming?''

''Yeah. Cain called him.''

''She knows him?''

''Turns out their good friends. He knew her father before he passed. Apparently he was a hell of a good hunter. Kellan Cooper. Speaking of friends... you seemed to be doing better with Cain before that little argument you just had.''

''Nah. I think she's just being easy on me because I almost died. Wait 'till I'm in good shape...'' But Dean knew something was different. He felt it when she took his hand. A kind of silent truce.

''Ok... sure sure.''

The door opened again and Cain walked in with the doctor. ''Glad to have you back M. Masons. Your wife told me you woke up about 10 minutes ago. You gave us quite a fright. How are you feeling?'' The doctor grabbed his chart and started going through it.

Dean looked at Cain and mouthed the word, ''Wife?'' Cain only shrugged and turned back to the doctor.

''I'm fine doctor. When can I leave?''

''In a hurry are we?'' He took out a small light and started testing Dean's pupil reflexes. ''Well, your not in any danger anymore. You just have to get better and heal. Then, you'll probably have to do a little physio for your arm. Do you have anyplace to stay now?''

Sam spoke first. ''Yeah. Were staying at a friends house not far from here.'' Of course he was lying. Bobby didn't live close to here, but they just wanted to get the hell away from there before anyone discovered that Dean's ID was fake.

''Of course. Well... I don't see why you should stay here anymore. I gave you a prescription for various pain medication and anti-inflammatory. There's a pharmacy downstairs.'' The doctor went on explaining how to take care of himself, when to come back for the cast, radiography and exams. Of course, none of that would probably happen. The IDs never lasted long enough.

An hour and a half later, the three of them were outside walking to the car with Sam pushing Dean's wheelchair. ''God! I feel like I'm 100 years old in that thing. Let's leave it here.''

Sam was against it of course. ''But Dean, you can't walk.''

''I can hop. Leave the chair here.''

Dean had taken the keys away from Sam and Cain grabbed them from his hands second later. ''You can hop. But you can't drive.

''Give the keys back.'' This was an order.

''No. You're sitting in the back and I'm driving.''

''Haha! Real funny. You're not driving my baby...'' Dean put a reassuring hand on the door of the car and gave it a nostalgic look. ''She'll know...''

''Oh for Christ sake... it's a car...''

''Don't listen to her baby, she just doesn't understand us...''

''Sam. Put him in the back.'' Sam grabbed Dean and helped him in the back. Of course he struggled a bit at first but realised that he was in no position to win this so he settled in the back.

''I'm sorry baby.'' Dean was now looking apologically at the roof of the car.

After Sam got in the passenger seat Cain looked in the mirror to see Dean pouting in the back. ''I think that concussion broke his brain Sam.''

Sam started laughing. ''Yeah maybe it did.''

I'm sorry guys... this chapter was long and boring but I needed it to keep the story going! Next chapter is gonna be great though!! Promise!

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