Title: They've Got One Hell of a Band
Authors: Co-written by Michelle and Sarah
Rating: PG-13 (maybe R later)
Summary: Dean goes against Sam's wishes and gets in way over his head in their latest case.
Disclaimer: We own nothing about Supernatural, though we'd both like to own Dean!
They've Got One Hell Of a Band
Chapter the Fifth:
"I don't like this." Sam said, staring at his brother about to leave the club with the others.
"Don't like what?" Cass asked distractedly as she filled a mug and passed it to the young woman two stools down from Sam.
"This whole plan. Dean shouldn't be going off alone with them!" Sam replied.
Wiping her hands off on the small towel she held, Cass sighed and leaned down, resting her arms on the bar as she looked at him with a frown.
"Yeah, that's what I've been telling Caleb for the past few years myself, Sam, but you know what? He does what he wants, not what I tell him, and I'm willing to bet you anything that Dean is the same way. Am I right?"
"Yeah, but I didn't bet anything, so ha! What good does it do you?" Sam answered with a pout.
"Too bad, guess you'll never know what I wanted in payment then will you?" she asked with a sly grin, and before he could say anything, was called away by a customer.
"Women." Sam said quietly in exasperation, a small smile playing on his lips as he looked at her across the bar.
Put your hormones in check Sam, he chastised himself with a shake of his head, looking away from her. You've got bigger fish to fry here, like finding out where those people were taking your brother before he gets hurt again.
Dean had been adamant that they let this play out in order to find out more about the situation, but, despite his saying that he was perfectly safe with the two men and woman, Sam just didn't buy it. He'd seen what they'd done to Dean the night before, and strongly felt that they couldn't have cared less, with the exception of Caleb possibly, if he'd lived or died. That alone told Sam that his brother was in no meaning of the word possible, safe with them.
No, Sam had almost lost him not long ago, and wasn't about to let an opportunity arise for that to happen again .
So like any good little brother, he was going to let them get a nice little head start and then follow them, whether Dean liked it or not. He just hoped that he'd be able to locate them again after leaving the bar.
He finally decided that they'd had enough time to get to their cars, and that maybe, if he was quick enough, he could get out to the parking lot before they left. He stood up and started to walk away, reaching into his pocket for the car keys when he realized something.
Duh, no car, Sam. How are you gonna follow them without a car? That just blows your little plan all to hell doesn't it? And Dean says you're the smart one, he scoffed. Raising his eyes to see Cass standing at the bar, he decided to try and use a little of the Winchester charm that seemed to never fail his brother and get her to let him borrow her car.
"Hey Cass. I have this huge favor to ask," he said, walking up to the bar again, a big, what he hoped was a flirtatious, smile on his face.
"Save it, Sam." she replied, tossing her car keys to him with a knowing grin. "Just bring it back the way you took it."
"Oh, thank you, thank you! You're a lifesaver." he said as he turned to race outside, hoping he hadn't lost them totally by now.
"I'm off at 12, so you better be back in time to pick me up! And be careful!" she yelled as he ran off, taking a moment to admire his very nice retreating backside before shifting back into work mode.
xXXxXxXXx
"So, who's this friend?" Dean asked as Steve directed him to turn down a road to the left.
"Dean, since we're about three minutes from her house, I think it's time I come clean about a few things with you pal." Steve said with a sigh, turning to look at him with dark, flat eyes.
"Um... okay then." Dean said slowly, not quite sure how to respond.
"We're going to see Lauren."
"What? The Lauren that was at the club? The one that hates you?" Dean asked, turning to look at Steve incredulously.
"That would be the one." Steve said with a nod.
"Why? Do you really think this is a good idea man? She'll just call the cops once she sees who's at the door." Dean said, a look of confusion on his face.
"Well, it's a little complicated, Dean. See, she seems to have the idea that myself and the others had something to do with Tom's death."
"Yeah, no shit. I gathered that much from earlier. That still doesn't answer why we're going to her house." Dean said, looking warily at the man in his passenger seat.
"I just thought that we need to settle this issue with her once and for all. It's not good for the band to have someone going around accusing them of killing people now is it? Talk about bad publicity..." Steve said with a humorless chuckle.
"Just how are we going to settle it?" Dean asked, trying to hide the trepidation that was building within him.
"Well, sometimes certain circumstances call for-turn right here." he said, cutting his own sentence off to point to a road on the right. "Just keep going straight and her place is right over that hill."
As he drove down the long street he looked around, taking in the fact that Lauren's house must be the only one on the road.
"You were telling me how you're going to settle it?" Dean prompted, slowing his speed down slightly.
"Like I was saying, sometimes certain circumstances call for extreme measures to be used in order to attain the outcome that you wish for."
"Extreme measures? What the hell are you talking about, man? What kind of extreme measures?" Dean asked, putting his foot on the brake and slowing the car to a halt, and turned to face Steve.
"I suggest you continue driving, Dean." Steve said calmly.
"Or what? What will you do?" Dean asked with a smirk, feeling his anger beginning to boil within him.
"Well, let me say this, the longer we sit here playing your little 'I'm a bad ass game', the longer poor Lauren is left all alone at her house with Kara and Caleb." he said with a shrug, adding, "...And we all know Kara doesn't play well with others."
"Caleb won't let your bitch do anything to that girl." Dean said with a sneer.
"My bitch isn't the only one that girl has to worry about." Steve replied with a smile. "You don't really think Caleb is just an innocent bystander in all this do you?"
"What is all this? You and your damn cryptic talk is getting on my fucking nerves!" Dean yelled, hitting his steering wheel in frustration as he eased his foot from the brake putting the car in motion once more.
He had no choice but to do as Steve said, after all, did he really know what Caleb would let Kara do and not do? No, he didn't.
"That's what I thought." Steve said smugly as they pulled into the drive of what was indeed the only house on the road, behind Caleb's already parked Mustang.
Without waiting for Steve, Dean jumped from the car and ran to the front door, which was standing open, and heard a female screaming angrily.
"Get out of my house right now or I will call the police!"
He went quickly inside and found Kara and Caleb in the living room with Lauren, whose face was livid with rage.
"Oh come on, Lauren." Kara said in a overly-sweet voice. "You and I were like family, practically sisters even, and you're going to treat me this way?" letting her lips form a pout as she walked slowly towards the shorter woman.
"We were never like sisters, you crazy bitch! You weren't even like a sister to Tom! I hate you and always have, so get out now!" she jabbed a finger at Kara, then turned and pointed emphatically towards the door. She noticed Dean standing there for the first time, but said nothing, reaching and picking up the cordless phone that laid on the table beside the couch.
"Now that I think about it, it's perfect that you're here on my property against my wishes, that way, when I call the cops, they'll have no reason to not lock you up!" she yelled almost gleefully, and started to dial the number
"I don't think so, Lauren." Steve said from behind her, and after jerking the phone from her hand, threw it into the wall where it shattered.
"You broke my phone, you asshole!" she screamed, turning quickly around and slapping him in the face. "You killed my boyfriend and you broke my phone!" she repeated, her voice on the border of hysteria.
"You know what, Lauren, you're absolutely right. I am responsible for both of those things you just accused me of, though I did have a little help with the killing Tom part." he replied casually.
Her mouth dropped open in shock, never had she expected him to actually admit to killing Tom.
"I knew it, you sick bastard! I knew it!" she exclaimed, jabbing her finger in his face.
"Whoa!" Dean said loudly. Knowing he could wait no longer to intervene, he placed himself between Steve and Lauren. He had to admit though, the other man's casual proclamation had thrown him for a loop also. "What do you mean you killed Tom?"
"I mean, we killed Tom." Steve replied with a shrug, nodding his head in the direction of the smiling Kara, and Caleb, who stared down at the floor, to indicate just who we were.
"Wha...?" Dean asked, a confused look on his face as he stared at Steve.
Lauren, who at this point seemed to realize the reality of the situation, had put two and two together.Steve wasn't stupid, the only reason he would admit to her that he and his friends had killed Tom is if he knew she wouldn't tell the authorities, and the only way she wouldn't tell was if she were dead.
Oh shit! She thought frantically, as she stared with large, frightened eyes around the room.
Sure, this new drummer, Dean, seemed to be as shocked as she was by Steve's words, but the odds were still not in her favor.
So she did what any person would do in her position, or what she had reasoned with herself that anyone would do, and turned, racing quickly towards the front door which still stood open from Dean's entrance.
"Kara, sweetie, you know what to do." Steve said with a smile to the woman, who had been practically salivating in anticipation for some action.
Lauren had reached the door, and had thought she was home free at this point, but just as she reached out, it was suddenly slammed and she gasped in surprise when she saw Kara leaning against it, blocking her way out.
"Uh,uh sugar, you aren't going anywhere." she said to her in a chastising voice, wagging her index finger in the shorter woman's face.
"Burn in hell, you, you bitch!" Lauren yelled at her, then turned and darted towards the back door.
"Oh, got me good with that one, Laur." Kara said, leaning back against the door with a laugh, not even trying to go catch the other woman.
"Leave her alone!" Dean yelled, reaching his hand around to his back to grab the gun he had wisely decided on sticking in the waist of his jeans, but found to his surprise that there was nothing there.
"Looking for something?" Steve asked, holding the very gun he'd been reaching for tauntingly in front of his face with a sneer.
"Fuck you, man. I don't need a gun to kick your ass." Dean replied with a sneer of his own before kicking the gun from the other mans hand and punching him in the face in one quick motion, knocking him backwards with the force behind it.
"Get the girl, Caleb!" Steve growled, wiping blood from his face from what looked like a busted nose, and to Dean's disgust, slowly licked it from his fingers. "That Dean, is the second time you've hit me. Luckily for you, I see something special hidden within that rough macho exterior of yours, something that will, I think, in the end, benefit the group, or you'd have been dead the first time."
"That's just nasty, man." Dean said, making a face, and adding, "Oh yeah, I don't think this whole band thing's gonna work out, too many bitches in it for me."
He reared back to punch him again.
This time, things didn't go as Dean had planned at all.
The first sign that made him think that maybe he had bitten off a little more than he could chew was when, instead of moving away from what was flying at his face, Steve calmly raised his hand up instead and caught his fist in what felt like an iron grip.
The second sign was when he caught the other one in the same manner, laughing at Dean as he said, "No, no, we're a family now and we all know what happens to disfunctional families."
"What the hell?" Dean asked, when he quit his struggling. "Let me go now or I'll-"
"You'll what?" Steve asked with a smile, then raised his glance to look over Dean's head and nodded, saying, "Ah, our friend Lauren has decided to rejoin the party." at the same time releasing both of Dean's hands.
He turned quickly around to see that as he'd been directed to do by Steve, Caleb had gotten the girl, and now held her struggling form, one hand clamped over her mouth to cover the yells she was trying to release.
"Let her go, Caleb." Dean demanded, glaring at the other man, who he'd thought to be a "good guy", but Caleb just lowered his eyes, avoiding the elder Winchester brother's look. "Caleb, let her go, man."he repeated, pleading almost, but he received the same lack of reaction from him again.
"Enough of this foreplay." Steve said, kicking Dean's legs from beneath him, and grabbing his short hair, jerked his head back, leaning down close to his left ear, and whispered, "Lets get down to business."
"Play time?" Kara asked, smiling hopefully at Steve.
"Yes, baby, it's play time." he replied, and watched with anticipation as his girlfriend walked over to where Caleb held the struggling girl and then leaned over, saying sweetly to her, "I really did think of you like a sister, but, that being said, here's a last little secret for you sis: I had a real brother, and helping in killing him didn't bother me in the least, so don't take this too personally." She kissed her cheek before her blue eyes suddenly changed to red, the pupils narrowing into little slits, and reared her head back, biting into the girl's neck.
"Oh my god! Stop it!" Dean yelled, struggling fruitlessly to get off the floor and aid the girl, but realizing he wasn't going to get out of Steve's iron grip, changed his plan of action and tried to talk to Caleb again.
"Caleb, stop her! You asked for my help, and I'll give it to you, but you have to fucking stop her!" he pleaded.
"You have to fucking stop her." Steve sang tauntingly in Deans ear. "How's the meat today, babe?" he asked Kara, who looked like she contemplated the question, slowly wiping blood from her mouth, then smiled revealing red stained teeth that matched her eyes and said," Tastes like chicken," followed by a loud hyena like laugh.
"Caleb!" Dean yelled, watching the other man's face intently, seeing the warring emotions playing across it.
Caleb wanted to do what Dean asked, he really did, but he had witnessed the consequences of rebelling, and though he hated what he was about to do with all his being, he loved his sister more.
Letting the feeling of animalistic rage and hunger wash over him, he finally met Dean's eyes with his own, which now, like Kara's, had turned red, and said sadly,"I'm sorry Dean, but I'm, no we, are beyond help." and he too started doing as the woman, keeping his hand over the victims mouth as he did so.
"Dean, you wanted to be one of us," Steve said into his ear. "So it's time you officially joined the band."
"Never, you can go fuck yourself!" Dean hissed, still struggling as he watched what they were doing in horror.
"That's where you're wrong, as soon as you drank that blood you became like us." Steve growled. "So it's time to eat." dragging Dean towards where Kara and Caleb were still feeding frenzily upon the other woman.
"I'm going to kill you! All of you!" Dean vowed as Steve shoved his face into the now dead womans already bloody abdomen.
"Come on, Dean, quit fighting it." Steve ordered. "It's your nature now. Embrace it."
Dean now understood what it was to feel repulsion and need at the same time as he refused to do as the man said.
Come on, Dean, she's already dead, so it won't be like you actually aided in her death... He heard a new, unknown and unwanted, part of his mental thoughts urge hungrily within his head.
No, I won't do it, he said, feeling a new energy surging through him, brought on, he guessed, by the close proximity of the blood, and suddenly bucked from beneath Steve once more, successfully knocking the man from atop him.
Kara, turning her attention from the dead woman to Dean, actually hissed as she started towards where he stood breathing heavily, conflicted emotions and urges evidentaly battling it out within him.
"No Kara!" Steve commanded, "Let him try and fight it if he wishes, but I promise you, Dean, before long you'll be doing this too. Either that or dying."
She nodded and rejoined Caleb.
"You will eventually change your mind about this." Steve said with conviction, then he too joined the other two in their frenzied feeding.
Pushing the last of his primal urges away, Dean turned and ran towards the front door.
"Don't even try to tell the police, Dean, or your cousin will pay the price. That is a promise." Steve said to him as he disappeared out the door.
After running down the porch steps, Dean momentarily stopped upon reaching the yard, retching uncontalably, then threw up all the contents of his stomach before continuing on, bypassing his own car as he ran down the road.
Back inside, the other three had finished their task. Kara asked Steve suddenly, "Is he really worth the risk? We can just kill him and get another drummer."
"He'll come around soon..." was his only reply.
Caleb, who had walked quickly into the bathroom to hide the tears now forming in his eyes, felt such hate and self loathing towards himself that he almost wished he was the one in the dead woman's place.
Death seemed a very feasible escape route for him, but if he was to act on it he would be leaving his sister all alone in a world with Kara and Steve, so it wasn't an option.
Fight it, Dean, fight it, he said, looking at his reflection in the mirror.
xXXxXxXXx
It was almost midnight, and Sam had zero, zilch luck in finding any signs of his brother and the other band members.
Good going, Sam, he thought angrily, a whole lotta help you are.
Turning, he had driven halfway down a long road he'd just spotted, and slammed on the brakes as something ran out in front of his car.
Barely stopping in time, Sam took a sharp intake of breath when he saw what was now illuminated by his headlights.
His brother stood there covered in blood, and as Sam was getting hurriedly from the car, collapsed onto the concrete road.
TBC
Yes, this was indeed a very evil chapter... More to come in the next chapter though! . Sorry it took so long to update. Hopefully we won't be so busy next time!