Sorry I haven't updated in a long time. I was in the effected area of Katrina and Rita. I am fine just getting electricity back. I know you don't care, so on to the story.

Chapter 7: Dean

Dean is a poor, nobody wants me, nerd. He is so intelligent that he is too smart for his own good. He was given a very nice car about a week ago. He knew he would have to give it back, but at least he could drive it for a short while. He only got to drive it three times then he had to give it right back. It was a pity, he was just getting used to the luxury of the car.

Kent was enraged he knew something was going on, but he couldn't pin it. He had to go and see Dean. He went to his ram shack of a mobile home and pounded on the door.

"Yes! One second!"

"Hurry up Dean you got some questions to answer!"

Dean opened the door cautiously and peaked one eye through the crack.

"Oh, hello Kent. What brings you here?"

"You know why I'm here Dean! Tell me about Rob!"

"Rob? I don't know a Rob."

"Dean don't lie to me I know you bought a very nice car from him and he bought it right back from you, why is that Dean?"

Dean had been concocting a plan for this exact question and it was perfect.

"I couldn't afford it."

By this time Kent wanted to punch a hole through the door and grab Dean by the neck and ring him like a chicken. His face was getting red."

Dean saw that Kent was getting mad and all he wanted to do was crawl into a corner and hide from Kent.

"Dean, you can answer my questions of your own free will or I will take it of you. It's your choice."

Now Dean knew that neither one would benefit him and that if Rob found out that he told him anything about him, then he would be dead, literally.

Dean was now thinking of something to say that would just imply something that he knew, so Kent would leave and no one would kill him.

"Okay, you know all those girls that have gone missing over the years that we have been at school?"

This question caught Kent off guard and he thought that Dean was trying to avoid the question.

"Why are you protecting him Dean, has he threatened you?"

Dean knew what Rob was doing, but he was bound to Rob. Rob was his brother and Rob paid for his living, now granted, it wasn't a great living, but he didn't mind too much.

"Just be careful, you don't know what you are getting involved with. Kidnappers are not all sane, and they don't stop when someone gets in their way. Maybe you should do some research before you go accusing and beating people over the head."

With that Dean quickly closed the door before Kent could stop him and all you could hear on the other side of the door was the locks quickly sliding into place as Dean franticly hid for protection.

After all the locks where locked Dean ran to the corner and cowered in fear that Kent would break the door down in his rage.

Kent turned around and headed back toward his car thinking all the while about what Dean had said. He knew how Dean was and knew that the whole conversation with him was festering with riddles to help him, but to protect him too. Kent decided that he should listen to the advice that Dean had given him, the only part of the conversation that he completely understood, and go home and do some research on his computer. Maybe he would try and figure out what he meant about the girls going missing over the years. That was something he felt he should really research.

The whole while he was driving he didn't realize the car that Dean owned for a few days pass him and head toward Deans house.

"Dean, open the door! Now!"

Dean whimpered in a corner, knowing that his brother probably wanted to know something or else he would not be here.

"Coming."

Dean opened the door very reluctantly.

"Ahhh, brother of mine, how are you doing."

"Fine."

"Has anyone come to visit you lately."

"Yes."

"Oh, and who might that be?"

"The police and Kent."

"Kent? Stupid fool. What did you tell them?"

"Nothing only the stuff that we practiced."

Rob gently patted Dean on the cheek.

"Good, good. Now I need something from you."

"Yes?"

"I want you to make me a collar."

"A collar? What type of collar?"

"I got a lively one this time."

At this Dean flinched.

"I need a low voltage shock collar and an easy button for me if you don't mind. How much will that cost?"

Dean quickly added up the cost in his head and a little extra aside for himself.

"$600 even."

Rob pulled out his wallet and handed $600 to Dean.

"If you can have it for my by tomorrow I'll give you $200 more."

"That I can do."

At that Rob gently patted Dean on the cheek again.

"Good, good. I'll see you tomorrow then. Lata bro."

With that he left the house and got in his car and drove off. Dean went out to his shed and got the things he would need and locked himself back in his home till Rob came the next day.

There trying to make up a little for all the time I didn't update. Please review.