Tell me, Dean! (Part 10)
They escorted Chuck home and told him how to protect himself from werewolves in case they showed up. They left the house and called Sam. Chuck confirmed that John Copeland was part of Warrens' pack too, so Sam had to be warned.
After he gave Sam the updates on the case Dean got worried. "Sammy, be careful. If the kid is a pureblood mom and dad are too." He heard Sam sigh as a laugh before he ended the conversation with an annoyed 'I'll be fine'.
Dean and Castiel went after the other three members of the pack in town. Two of them, Chad Summers and Max Howat where together at Summers' house. Their parents seemed to be out of town. This is too easy! Dean liked the fact that they were purebloods, at least that way he wasn't going to shoot teenagers, but huge wild beasts.
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They were in the Impala on the other side of Summers' house. Dean looked concerned at Castiel and lifted his hand putting it gently on Cas's shoulder. Cas looked at him with his big blue eyes and Dean was afraid he might forget what he was about to say. In the end he managed to talk.
"Cas" His voice was very soft and tender. Castiel felt shivers of pleasure when he heard that voice. "you should stay in the car." Castiel opened his mouth to protest but Dean lifted his left hand and stopped him. "You're wounded and you can't even walk properly." Dean's voice was now stern.
Castiel nodded even though he didn't agree. He could help Dean. He wasn't strong enough to take out one of the two wolves, but he could help in another way. "Then let me lure one of them." Dean removed his hand from Castiel's shoulder and turned in his seat. His body was now facing Castiel's. "Dean, you managed to take out one wolf, but two purebreds at the same time are too much…even for you." Dean was shaking his head. "Let me divide them and then you can take them out one at the time." Castiel spoke fast leaned towards Dean, his body facing his.
Dean had to admit that it was a great idea, even if he didn't like the fact that Cas could be in danger. Silence fell again in the Impala as Dean considered the situation. In the end he nodded and released a sigh. "Alright. You go distract them." As Castiel was about to close the door Dean called him "Cas! Take care!"
Castiel never heard Dean say this to anyone but his brother and he couldn't help but smile. He could feel Dean's eyes on him as he advanced towards the house and as he knocked at the door.
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Dean sneaked into the house from an open window and found Max Howat on the couch watching a game. He pulled out his silver knife and got closer. He pulled Max off the couch and got on top of him with quick and steady movements. Max was holding the couch as he fell, so it got upside-down with a loud bang. As Dean was about to stab the boy he heard a voice behind him.
"You don't want to do that!" It was a shaky panicked voice. Dean lifted his head and saw Chad Summers holding a taser against Castiel's neck. "Stand up and drop the knife!"
Dean stood up with his hands lifted and then he put the knife slowly on the ground. It didn't make any sense. If they were purebloods, then why didn't they just turn and kill them? Then it occurred to him.
"You're not purebloods, right?" Chad looked confused but still he nodded. Dean smiled and brought a hand to his mouth rubbing his jaw and chin, the right hand still in the air. Max stood up and took Dean's knife holding it ridiculously tight. "Easy there. We wouldn't want you to get hurt."
The boy looked confused, and in his fear he didn't get the joke. "You wanted to kill me just moments ago! Why care if get hurt?" his voice was almost high pitched.
"Yeah, well, I didn't know you weren't purebreds then." Dean put his hands down.
"What difference does it make?" Chad loosened a little his grip on Castiel. Dean could see the fear in his eyes. He wasn't sure that the kid understood the situation entirely.
"Well, for starters, you can't turn and kill us. Also…" With a quick move he pushed Max with his right hand. The boy fell on the upside-down-lying couch, and Dean took the knife with the other hand. "you're slow and weak." Dean smiled lifting his brows in a quick smirk. He put the knife in the pocket and looked at the boy on the sofa. He was startled. Dean turned to look at the boy holding Cas. "Let my friend go now." This time Dean's voice was deep and serious and he could see it scared the hell out of Chad.
The kid quivered and then released Cas slowly. Cas almost fell but Dean caught him. He was too weak now. Dean had to take him out of there.
Chad looked concerned at Castiel. "Umm, actually I was keeping your friend from falling. I didn't attack him. He was very pale as he knocked on the door. I only took the taser as I saw you attacking Max. And the taser was for you…until I saw the panic look on your face when you saw him." Chad tilted his head in Castiel's direction.
Dean grasped Cas as he was almost about to fall again. He was holding him now close to his body worried that the last hit might have damaged something inside his skull.
Max was now rubbing the back of his neck watching Dean's every move. The whole situation made no sense to him. He was looking almost apologetic at Dean. The way he was holding his friend showed that they were really close. After a moment of thinking he looked at Chad and nodded. "We can take him to the hospital. No one will ask any questions if we do." He hurried to say that last part as he saw Dean's face lift and look at him.
"That's true!" Continued Chad. "We keep getting in fights and the doctors are used not to ask questions when we get there." He smiled. He seemed to be more relaxed. After a while he decided to speak. "I know what you meant earlier." Dean looked at him frowning, but Chad continued. "Warren is a pureblood. He made us, yes, but we didn't want that."
Max looked like he was in deep thoughts. "He did this to us." There was repugnance in his voice. "So we stopped talking to him. He said we could control the beast and turn just when we wanted…" He was looking at Dean apologetically.
Dean nodded. "Did you kill someone?" It was a stupid question to ask, he knew, but the answer surprised him.
"No." Chad arrived from the kitchen with a washcloth and lifted the couch. They put Castiel on the couch and Dean covered his forehead with the wet washcloth. As he finished with Cas he turned to look at the boys. Chad continued. "We lock ourselves in the basement on every full moon." He smiled again like he was proud of it.
"Your folks know about it?" Dean never heard of a real life werewolf locking himself in the basement during the full moon.
"Yeah, it seems like they knew about Warren's parents too." It was obvious that Chad was disgusted by that whole thing. He felt betrayed. Dean could understand.
"But it's alright. Our parents are always busy and they are rarely home." Max released a sigh then he looked at Castiel. "We should take your friend to the hospital now. He is too pale."
Dean didn't expect this. He remembered Kate, the girl that was unwillingly turned into a werewolf. She promised to behave and they never heard anything about her since. Maybe these two are the same. We could let them leave. After a long moment of silence Dean nodded. They will decide what to do later. Now they had to get Cas to a hospital.