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Chapter 21: Inception

Sam woke sore but wonderfully so. He was curled up against a warm body and a hand soothingly ran down his side. He moaned softly when the hand slide down his side to his hip. The body above him softly laughed.

"Morning," said Dean. "Been asleep a while."

"How long?" asked Sam yawning.

"Hour till dawn. I woke up hours ago."

"You should have woken me." Sam moved to stretch and not hit Dean. Sam saw the lust flash through Dean's eyes and he smirked. "You were watching me the whole time?"

"Yes. Is that a problem?"

Sam was never self-conscious about his body, proud of it in fact, and the thought of Dean admiring him was very appealing to him. He found he like that Dean admired him.

"No," he said smiling. "Do it anytime you want."

Dean smiled back and kissed him. Sam moaned into it. He could spend the whole day kissing Dean. He loved the feel of dean's lips on his. The taste of Dean in his mouth. Everything about Dean was intoxicating.

He moaned when his hard on came in contact with Dean's leg and gasp when Dean cupped him.

"Dean, the family…"

"They won't be up for a while, but you're right. We can't be long."

Dean left his lips and Sam gasp loudly when Dean took him in his mouth. The feel of Dean's mouth wrapped around his erection was incredible. He reached down and threaded his fingers through Dean's hair, massaging the scalp. Telling Dean how much he enjoyed it.

"Dean…" he moaned.

Dean hummed around him in answer and Sam groaned. It was the licking that did Sam in. Dean's tongue licked up the back of Sam's cock and took Sam in his mouth again, wrapping his tongue around Sam and swallowed

"Dean!"

Dean moaned as he tasted Sam and Sam shuddered beneath him as he climaxed in Dean's mouth. Dean drank him up like a dying man and that made Sam love him even more. He collapsed on the blanket, spent and panting. He hadn't come so hard in his whole life. Dean pressed a loving kiss to Sam's thigh before sliding up and kissing Sam's lips. Sam moaned at the taste of himself and felt Dean's erection press against his hip.

With new found strength and pushed Dean on his back. Dean moaned when Sam rubbed against his erection.

"Sam."

Sam just smiled down at Dean before sliding down to take Dean's cock in his mouth. Dean groaned and grabbed the blanket tightly in his fist. He felt Dean shudder under him as he continued to lick and tease. Sam hummed as he tasted Dean and looked up at his lover. Dean arched under him and looked down at Sam through hooded eyes, his pupils dark with lust.

Sam licked up Dean's cock and Dean moaned Sam's name. Sam took him back in his mouth till he felt it in the back of his throat and swallowed.

"Sam!"
Sam nearly choked when he felt Dean explode in his mouth. A bit of cum escaped but Sam managed to catch most of it. When he looked up at Dean his lover was on his back in a quivering mass. Sam wiped his mouth and chin with his thumb and licked it. Dean moaned as he watched him. Sam smirked and lay down next to him.

It was strange. He should be disgusted with being with Dean but for some reason he was far from it. For the first time in a long time he felt at peace.

"You're amazing, Sammy," he said holding Sam in his arms.

Sam chuckled. "You're pretty amazing too, Dean."

Dean laughed. "Amazing? I'm awesome."

Sam laughed and agreed. Dean was awesome. They lay together on the blanket for as long as they could till the coming down forced them up. They dressed, packed camp, loaded the jeep and headed out.

Words were hardly spoken as they tracked the family. Sam was surprised by how comfortable he was with Dean, and from Dean's expression, he felt the same. The radio softly placed music from a cassette as they listened for any sign of civilization.

It was around noon when Sam picked up life. With his powers he reached out fir any sign of human life and he felt something that had intelligence.

"Wait, stop," he said.

Dean immediately slammed on the brakes and the jeep lurched to a stop.

"You see something," he asked.

"I sense something," said Sam and pointed down a dirt road. "There."

"You're using your powers?"

"This one comes on and off. Comes in handy through."

"You sure there's something there?" asked Dean, still skeptic

"I feel something there. Feels human."

Dean paused in though before turning down the road Sam indicated. They drove for another three miles, going to where Sam pointed till Sam told him to stop again.

"What now?" asked Dean parking the car.

Sam grabbed his travel bag.

"Now we walk."

Shrugging Dean grabbed his bag and followed Sam down the road. They walked for half a mile to a large farm, the driveway stretching a half mile to a white farm house. They got as close as they could, hiding behind a fence row.

"Is that them," asked Sam.

"Can't you tell?" asked Dean digging into his pack.

"I can only tell that they're human, not who they are. Not from this far away."

Dean smirked and pulled out a sniper scope from his pack.

"Not infallible, that power of yours," he said.

"A damn annoyance is what it is, but it comes in handy sometimes."

"Yes, it does," said Dean with a suggestive look. Sam smirked back with the same thought. "And this is where human ingenuity comes in." Dean holds up the scope and looked through it for a minute. "Cars, tents, animals, it's them. Looks like they're squatting for a while."

"What's the game plan," asked Sam.

"Twenty against two. I don't like those odds." Dean thought for a moment before turning to Sam. "What all can you do with your powers?"

Sam looked at him in surprise. "You want me to use them on a person? Dean, that's one thing I don't do…"

"Not harm. Just scare. I want to show them we're serious."

"I know a few tricks. A few flash-bangs, though I prefer subtly."

Dean nodded. "Good. Then let's go."

They walked back to the Jeep and drove down the road. They drove up to the startled family. The woman grabbed their children and moved them away as the men walked to them. Sam and Dean got out of the car and held their hands up in surrender. Rob walked up to them.

"What is the meaning of this?" he asked. "Why are you here?"

"Loved the present, Bib, but you left without saying goodbye," said Dean. "We're here to talk about the destruction of our compound. Nothing else."

"We don't want to hurt anyone," said Sam as the men took away their weapons. The man checking Sam reached for his bone handled knife and Sam grabbed his hand. "I'd rather have that with me, thank you."

"All weapons will be returned once you're gone," said Rob. The man reached for the knife again.

"I wouldn't push it," said Dean. "He's attached to that knife."

The man reached for it again. Again Sam grabbed his wrist and this time twisted it.

"Seriously," he said turning to Rob and pushed. "Back off."

Rob got the lazy look everyone did when Sam pushed them.

"Very well," he said. "The knife can stay."

"We want to talk about why you destroyed the camp," said Dean.

"I have no idea…"

"Over two hundred people are dead!" yelled Dean. "The night we gave you safety our camp was destroyed! My son nearly got killed, and I want to know why?"

"I still have no idea what you're talking about," said Rob.

"Sam," said Dean under his breath.

Nodding, Sam walked up to Rob and looked him straight in the eyes with a smile.

"How about we go into the house and talk," he said suggestively with a push. "Take a couple of guards if you want. A more comfortable environment will do us a lot of good."

"Yes, of course," said Rob. "Phillip, Jeff, with me. Everyone else, back to work. Come, we'll be more comfortable at the house."

Rob turned and walked toward the white house. Sam turned and smirked at Dean as the man joined him.

"Have you ever used your mind control thing on me," asked Dean, a little worried, in a low tone.

"You mean my push?" asked Sam with a laugh. "No, too strong willed."

The truth was Sam didn't want to push Dean. He liked Dean's comebacks and comedic personality. Even Dean was being annoying Sam liked him that way. He wouldn't change it for anything.

"Seriously?" asked Dean surprised. Sam smiled at him.

"What? You want me to push you?"

The face Dean made had Sam laughing softly as they followed Rob up to the house. Phillip and Jeff behind them.

The walked up the porch and into the house. The interior was nice. Blue furniture, blue flower wallpaper and decorated plates line the shelves. It reminds Sam of a grandparent's house.

Rob led them to the dining room and turned to Phillip and Jeff.

"Wait in the living room till I call you," he said.

"But, Rob…." started Jeff.

"Go," said Rob sharply.

Reluctantly, Phillip and Jeff left. Half a wall blocked the view enough for Sam to lean close to Rob and trance him again.

"You will answer every question honestly," he said.

"Of course," said Rob with a slack expression.

"Now, the guards," said Dean.

Sam nodded and walked into the living room. Phillip and Jeff stood with their weapons in hand.

"Everything is fine," he said with a slight push. "We're just talking. Nothing is wrong."

"We understand," they said in unison.

Nodding Sam walked back in as Dean started questioning Rob.

"Why did you bomb our camp," he asked.

"We were told to," he said mesmerized.

"By who?"

"Roy Williams."

Sam and Dean looked at each other in surprise. Sarge had caught up with people so quickly? They thought that after exiling Sarge and his group wouldn't meet people for a couple of months at least, but they didn't think they'd cause trouble so quickly, or find people to take them in.

"What did he say about the camp?" asked Dean.

"That there was an evil there that needed to be purged. He said he'd give us access to food and shelter."

"What kind of evil did Roy say was in the camp," asked Sam. Dean looked at him and could see the worry on Sam's face.

"He said the evil was in the form of a man who's close to the leader. He told us the man was controlling the camp to let the evil inside roam freely."

Sam's face paled as Rob described him. Dean saw the looked and touched Sam's shoulder.

"Don't worry," he said. "You're no controlling me in any way."

"I know," said Sam. "I still don't know why he hates me so much. Even before he knew about my abilities he's hated me."

"I thought it was because he was testing you."

"No. I could tell. He wanted to kill me."

Dean turned to Rob. "How did Roy know there was evil in the camp?"

"He could see it even if the others were blind. He was exiled for trying to rid the evil in the camp and asked for our assistance in return of food and a safe haven from the hellspawns."

"And where is this safe haven?" asked Sam.

"Lawrence, Kansas."

Sam turned to Dean in shock as Dean shot out of his seat and Sam grabbed at Dean's arm to stop him from grabbing Rob. Dean gave Sam a sharp look which Sam returned with one of his own. Defeated, Dean sat back down.

"Where are Roy and his group now?" he asked.

"Meeting us there."

Dean shot up and grabbed Rob by his shirt before Sam could stop him.

"I swear to God if you hurt a single person…."

"Dean, stop, he's hypnotized," said Sam grabbing the man's arm. "He can only tell us answers to questions he knows the answer to. Threatening him won't tell us something he doesn't know."

Growling Dean let Rob go and walked out of the room. Sam turned to Rob.

"We had a nice conversation and you apologized for destroying our camp. In two days you will go to Lawrence and go to the leader named Lisa. Understood?"

"Understood," said Rob before blinking and shaking his head. "What happened?"

"Dean left because he's still angry at your attack," explained Sam as Rob looked around confused.

"I did? It's a blur…"

"I better go check on him."

"Of course," said Rob still confused. He would be for a minute before Sam's suggestion sunk in.

Sam left the house and found Dean at the Jeep, glaring across the field to the family working on laundry and meals. Sam joined him and leaned against the Jeep with him.

"I've known the man five years," said Dean. "Five years! And the whole time he never did something like this. I knew he wanted my position because of his military status but I never thought…"

"People don't make sense," said Sam "That's why I stick to monsters. I can understand them."

"You're not a monster, Sam. Monsters kill for the thrill of it. People kill for a boat loud of shit reasons. Money, insanity, anger, jealousy…"

"Survival?" asked Sam. Dean looked at him sincerely.

"And love."

Sam ducked his head to a hide a blush. Dean put a finger under his chin and forced him to look up at Dean again.

"You're cute when you blush."

That made Sam blush more. Chuckling, Dean pushed off the Jeep and headed to the driver's seat.

"We need to get to Lawrence," he said.

"Right," said Sam and got into the passenger side. Dena started the Jeep and the drove out of the farm.

TBC

-"Inception" is a move with Leonardo DeCaprio