Okay, there are a few graphic descriptions in this chapter so I'll just warn you ahead of time so it won't be so bad =) It shouldn't be anything too terrible though! Hope you all enjoy it!! :D
As carefully as he possibly could and with Bobby's help, Dean managed to scoop Sam into his arms and carry him to the door. He walked slowly, trying to be as gentle as possible with his unconscious charge. Dean could feel Sam's shoulder blades through his back and was once again reminded how much weight his brother had lost in the past year. It made his heart clench in his chest, knowing he was most of the reason for it.
Just as they made it to the door and were pushing it open, something tumbled out of Sam's pocket and *clinked* to the smooth concrete below. Dean heard it and tried to glance down but gave up as his grip on his little brother faltered slightly. Probably nothing, he thought, readjusting his hold and pushing against the door with his shoulder. He stumbled out onto the gravel driveway and made his way to the truck, uncomfortably aware of the warm blood that continued to soak through the sleeve of his jacket.
Bobby opened the door to the truck and stepped to the side so Dean could lay Sam across the seat. The younger man's face was shockingly pale, dark circles bruising the skin beneath his eyes. Dried blood ran down the side of his neck, a sharp contrast to the sickly color of his skin and the fresher blood that had soaked through the bandage around his shoulder. His breathing was shallow and uneven, the sound harsh in the silence of the parking lot. Dean stripped off his jacket and laid it across Sam's chest, tucking it around him in a vain attempt to keep him a little warmer.
"Dean, you take care of your brother, alright? I'll go deal with the vampire." Bobby said, stepping away from the door of the truck and grabbing a lighter out of his pocket.
"I'm coming with you." Dean mumbled, absently brushing a strand of hair from Sam's face.
"No, you need to stay here and-"
"Bobby." Dean voice cut off any room for argument. "I want to see that bastard burn until there's nothing left. I want to make sure he can never, ever hurt my brother again." The words were acidic, full of resentment and hatred, and Dean could barely control the urge to run back into the building and rip Gordon's head off with his bare hands.
Bobby wanted to protest again, insist that Dean stay with Sam, but he knew it wouldn't do any good. As much as he may have wanted to stay with his little brother, Dean needed the finality of seeing Gordon completely destroyed. "Alright, but as soon as it's done I want you to come back here. No arguments. Agreed?"
Dean nodded numbly, his gaze lingering on Sam for a split second before he turned. They walked silently back to the building, completely focused on the task at hand. Something glinted in the silver moonlight as they crossed the threshold and Dean stopped, looking down to see what it was. His talisman gleamed dully on the smooth concrete, the chain still snapped and broken from when he'd ripped it off his neck. Another wave of guilt swept through him as he knelt to pick it, his fingers brushing lightly over the piece. "God Sammy…" He whispered, picking up the talisman and glancing back to the truck. Even after all of the terrible things he'd said, even after he'd told Sam he wished he never made the deal, Sam had kept his talisman. He kept it so he could hold onto his brother, even if it was just a faint objectification. Dean had never felt worse in his life. He straightened slowly, stiffly, and put the talisman in his pocket. It was time to finish this.
Bobby had already pried Gordon off the wall, a gaping hole in his forehead from where the pipe had impaled him. Thick, black blood had streaked his face and head, running down into a dark puddle on the floor. Gordon had been dropped unceremoniously to the floor and Bobby was digging into his back pocket for a knife of some sort.
Dean approached the body, glaring down as him with disgust. "Let me do it." He muttered quietly, a hunting knife already slipping out of its sheath and gripped in his hand. Bobby stepped away and Dean dropped to his knees, plunging the knife into Gordon's throat and sawing away at the tissue. Thick blood spurted from the wound, staining his sleeves and hands, but Dean didn't care. His hand jerked and pulled as the blade sliced through bone and tendon. With a wet snap, the last sinew was severed and Gordon's head fell to the side, bodiless. Dean glared at the severed head, his anger increasing with each passing second. There were so many things he wanted to do to it; gouge the eyes out, cut out the tongue, it didn't matter, he just wanted to cause as much damage as possible.
"Dean." Bobby's voice drew him out of his hate-filled reverie and he looked up. The older man glanced at the disembodied head and nodded. "Come on son, let's destroy this bastard once and for all."
Despite all of the horrible things Dean still had in mind for Gordon's corpse, the thought of Sam still alone and injured in the car caused him to abandon them and nod. He stood slowly, grabbing the body by the shirt and dragging it to the back door. Bobby grabbed the head and followed along behind him, walking into the parking lot behind the building.
An empty dumpster had been pushed up against the back wall of the building, its lid open and gaping. The entire thing smelled like it had been soaked in gasoline. With a little help, Dean tossed the former hunter's body into the dumpster and stepped back as Bobby came up behind him. The older man mumbled something in Latin and struck a match, tossing it carelessly into the metal container. Almost instantly, flames engulfed the inside of the dumpster, taking Gordon's body with them.
Still holding the head, Bobby walked over to an empty oil drum next to the dumpster and dropped it inside. Once again, he mumbled something in Latin and tossed a match into the drum. Another burst of flames accompanied the already roaring fire next to it and the air filled with the sickening smell of burning flesh.
For a second, Dean waited tensely, holding a breath in the back of his throat. He was nearly convinced the body would spring from the dumpster and make one last attempt at a fight but it didn't; oily black smoke was the only thing that came from the two containers. Bobby placed a hand on his shoulder and nodded back toward the truck. "Go take care of Sammy," He said, looking back at the dumpster. "I'll keep an eye on this."
Dean nodded and, taking one last look at the charring corpse, made his way back to the truck. The gravel crunched loudly beneath his feet but he barely noticed it; his only concern now was Sam. The gunshot wound was obvious but there was no telling how much more damage had been done while he was held captive. The thought made his skin crawl.
Dean opened the door and slid onto the seat next to Sam, cradling his head in his lap and pressing his hands over the wound. There was a very faint moan from Sam at the sudden pressure but it quickly faded. "Shh, Sammy…" Dean whispered, moving his less bloody hand and carding his fingers through his brother's hair. "You're safe…I'm right here…"
For several minutes, Dean couldn't think of anything but the sound of his brother's voice, the look on his face that night. It made him sick but he was determined to make it right; he was determined to fix things. "God…I was such and asshole to you Sammy…" He whispered, shaking his head slowly. "I'm going to fix this, I swear…just please hang on for me little brother…" Nothing but silence filled the truck, as was to be expected, but still it was a little disappointing. Dean straightened a little and listened closer. Something was wrong; it was far too quiet.
"Sam…?" The older man shook him gently, praying for any kind of response. Getting nothing, Dean shifted his position and leaned over, listening carefully. Sam wasn't breathing.
Eeek O.o Another really terrible cliffhanger I know but I should be able to have the next chapter up either Friday night or Saturday. I wanted to write it sooner but I have three tests this week and my time is kinda limited for the moment. I will update as soon as possible though, I promise!!