Chapter 10: WTF

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"What the hell are you doing here Dean?" asked Sam in a harsh whisper.

"Well you could get off me for starters, and then we will talk about getting you out of here." Dean replied.

Sam gave an annoyed grunt and helped Dean up. Dean brushed off his pants a looked at Sam and gave a smart ass grin.

"So Sam how have you been? Eat any good people lately?" Dean asked sarcastically.

"You are such an ass Dean, why did you even come here?" Sam asked again.

"Well to save your scrawny ass, thinking that maybe you were in a cage somewhere being starved, or the main cores. But apparently you don't need our help." Dean said with a hint of hurt.

Sam's jaw dropped in shock.

"Well then leave, as you can see I am fine." Sam said bitterly. He was about to go back to where he was sitting in the rafters when Dean grabbed his arm.

"Sam, I am sorry ok? I didn't mean it" Dean said regretfully.

"When I saw you outside the dinner, I freaked. I mean you where free, safe, why didn't you come and find me and dad? We were worried sick about you." Dean said with a little concern in his voice.

"I am really sorry about that, I just figured that if you thought I was evil or something that you and dad would leave and not come back." Sam replied sheepishly.

"Why would you think that dad and I would leave you here? We can fix this Sam, I promise" Dean said urgently.

"Dean that's just it, what if there is no cure? Are you and dad willing to…… kill me?" Sam asked with some difficulty.

"WHAT?!? No of course not, why would you think that?" Dean asked surprised.

"Because I am not human anymore Dean. What happens when I get hungry or something? I am just like everything else we have hunted. There is no difference." Sam said while looking at the floor, which was much more interesting then looking at Dean at the moment.

"Yes there is Sammy. You feel guilty, you feel remorse. That right there is what sets you apart from the others. They kill for the fun of it, not for the necessitate of it. Now can we finish this conversation elsewhere?" Dean said seriously.

"Um….Dean, in case you haven't noticed it is in the middle of the day, I wouldn't even make it out to the car before I turn into a crispy critter." Sam said with a laugh.

"Right…." Dean suddenly noticed he was missing something.

"Where is dad?" Dean asked.

"I don't know, you came with him not me. Where did you last see him?" Sam asked Dean.

"Uh, we split up, I went around back and he tried the front. Maybe he got in somewhere else." Dean suggested.

"Yeah but if he started giving hair cuts to people then the whole pack would be up by now" Sam replied.

"Okay then, how are we supposed to get you out of here? I mean we can't wait till night, they will follow us." Said Dean.

"Yeah, but where do we go after that, I mean they have my sent already. There is nowhere to go, and I don't know about you but want to get as far away from here as possible." Sam said.

"We could try Bobby's?" Dean suggested.

"Yeah, but wouldn't he freak?" Sam asked.

"Well we will worry about that later. Right now we have to find dad and get out of-"Dean was cut off by a clap of hands.

"Well, isn't that just touching? But I am afraid you aren't going anywhere." Luther was leaning against the frame of his bedroom door.

Just then every member of the pack came out from where they were just sleeping moments ago. Two of them held their dad tightly between them. And he wasn't moving.

Da-Da-Dun more soon!