Chapter Ten
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The brothers slipped into the cellar and crouched down behind some dusty old boxes, rather conveniently placed in Dean's opinion and obviously in Sam's too.
§ Dean, you know we're walking into a trap here, right? §
§ No shit, Sherlock! It might have slipped your mind that we've been up all night preparing ourselves just for that! §
§ Yeah, preparing in a motel room is one thing but getting caught, is another. §
§ Come on Sam, you know my plans are awesome, just like me. §
He felt Sam's mind-laugh and eye-roll even through the link. He had always known how to reassure his little brother.
That and looking out for him had been the raison-d'étre of his entire life; hunting came a far second to Sammy.
Having got him back from Hell, even with the shaky wall keeping his memories at bay, was a gift Dean had never thought to receive, and added to that was the cherry on the cake of this newly discovered telepathic sharing with his sibling.
It was literally mind-blowing!
Not only could they communicate as if talking vocally but could send and receive the whole range of emotions from comfort to anger.
Dean wondered if perhaps the missing "Head Man" upstairs had decided that the Winchester brothers deserved a little compensation for what they had gone through to save the world, or if this gift had come spontaneously to the only two human brothers to have ever come out of Hell, without being turned into demons.
The only thing that both of them had never attempted was to investigate Sam's wall.
Dean could feel it in Sam's mind but he was too afraid to go anywhere near it. The last thing he wanted was for his brother to re-live his Hell memories.
Dean still had his own and he knew exactly how agonising they were; he paled to think how much worse his brother's must be.
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§ Dean! §
The voice called him back to reality.
He glanced at his brother, the soulful hazel eyes bright with unshed tears. He knew that Sam had heard every thought that had just passed through his mind and his big soft heart had brought on the moist puppy look.
§ Aw, Sam. Don't be such a girl. You didn't hear anything you didn't already know! §
Sam gave him a watery smile and sent a wave of love through the link.
§ Enough, Sasquatch! This is not the best moment to chick- flick. We're here to rescue Bobby, remember! §
Sam nodded.
§ I'm ready when you are, Dean. §
§ Okay, we wait until we hear the sheriff's cars heading off back to town and then we move. We don't want to involve innocents in all this. §
Surely, a few minutes later they heard Jodie and the others yelling that there was nothing suspicious to be found, followed by the roar
of the cars pulling away from the homestead.
The boys moved forward together, a sickly light coming from a filthy little window illuminating the way.
§ Not exactly the Ritz is it? §
§ Shut up, Dean. Concentrate on the job. §
§ This from the one who was about to flood the place with tears a minute ago! §
§ When we get Bobby back, you are so not going to like what's coming for you! §
§ Bring it on Sammy Boy; I can take whatever you throw at me! §
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Dean put his ear to the door in front of him. He could hear a muffled noise on the other side.
§ Sam? §
§ It's probably Bobby, Dean. Whoever has him is just waiting for us to go in. §
§ Well, we don't want to disappoint them, do we? § and he pushed open the door.
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Bobby heard the imperceptible movements on the other side of the door, just as he had heard Jodie and her men come and go.
He didn't have to be a genius to know that those two self-sacrificing knuckle-heads had come to rescue him.
He hoped to God they had some sort of plan because the future that the Adam demon had prospected for his boys was so awful that he preferred not to contemplate it.
The demon wasn't anywhere to be seen at the moment.
He was on his own, tied and gagged to this damn chair, but he knew that it was just biding its time until Sam and Dean entered.
With a squeak the door opened and he found himself face to face with the Winchesters.
"So glad you could make it, gentlemen," came a voice from behind Bobby. "I've been so anxious for this little family reunion."
Whatever they had been expecting, it wasn't this; and for once even Dean Winchester didn't have a snarky reply.
TBC