Summary: Dean and Sam go off for another hunt, but this time.. it all goes wrong. Wincest !
Warnings: This is a Wincest fic ! -- (Dean/Sam) -- If you don't like.. then don't read.
Disclaimer: I do not own Supernatural. The WB does.
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The two men had searched well into the night until finally stumbling upon the man they were looking for.
"Hey." Dean said as he grabbed Sam who continued walking in front of him.
"What?" Sam asked, stopping in his tracks and allowed Dean to pull him back, hideing behind the wall.
"Look. Up there." Dean pointed.
Sam craned his neck around the building and up to where Dean was pointing.
Three stories above, Sam could see a man, he looked to be in his twenties, standing near an old window. He seemed to be talking to someone, who was out of view from the boys.
"Matt?" Sam asked in a hushed voice.
"Matt." Dean nodded, never taking his eyes off of the window.
The two could see Matt talking calmly, to the person in the shadows.
"Dean." Sam said urgently while grabbing Dean's shoulder.
"What?" Dean asked, looking at Sam. He heard Sam's urgency in his voice and didn't hesitate to look away from the window. He's more important that this.
"What if the demon is influencing Matt. He could try to kill that man? Shouldn't we be getting up there?"
Dean looked back up at the window.
"Sammy look!" Dean whispered loudly.
Sam, with his hand still on Dean's shoulder, looked up at the now dark window.
Gripping his brother tightly. "Where did he go?" Sam asked.
Dean looked around the dark alley until his eyes fell on a worn, metal ladder. It was old and rusted, with several steps missing. He walked towards it, leaving Sam to follow behind him.
The two stopped in front of the ladder and just stared at it.
"You aren't serious are you?" Sam asked, shooting Dean a look, as his brother started to climb the ladder.
"Well what other way do you see of getting up there college boy?" Dean asked with a hint of sarcasm in his voice.
Sam looked at his older brother but averted his gaze fast enough so that Dean couldn't see the hurt he knew was in his eyes.
Not quick enough though. Dean looked guilty for a moment, and turned around continuing to climb the ladder.
"Come on Sammy." Dean climbed up the ladder with Sam following closely behind.
At every loud creak from the piece of metal Sam stopped, afraid it would fall apart on him and also afraid that someone would hear them. Of course, Dean just kept right on climbing. Faster than Sam had thought possible.
"Dean slow down! Why are you going so fast?"
"Don't you want to get off this thing Sammy? Well the faster you move, the faster you get off."
Sam sighed and continued climbing at the same rate that he had been. Yes, Dean has a point. But he was just being careful.
Dean hopped off of the ladder once he reached the top, which was a tremendous strech considering that the last 3 steps were missing.
He looked back down and saw Sam still halfway down the ladder. "Sam, I am going to go and check out the room. I will meet you in there."
"Yeah, okay." Sam replied solemnly, still climbing one run at a time, gingerly.
Dean knew he was being harsh to his little brother. But frankly, he didn't care. Ever since he'd found out that Sam saw himself dying, nothing mattered more than killing that demon.
Dean walked into the darkness of the room. He pulled out his flashlight and used it to light up the place. Surprisingly it looked just like any other ordinary room. Nothing unusual seemed to be going on. Everything was silent and it was almost like no one was even there.
Walking over and opening the drawer he started searching the place Dean style; yanking out the cabinets and letting them fall onto the floor. He didn't care about the noise he was making. It didn't seem like anyone was there anyways.
Well what if he left through a back way or something? Dean asked himself.
He was about to continue walking through the small apartment when he thought about Sam. He should be here by now.
Maybe he is having trouble getting off of the ladder. Even though he has the longest arms ever seen. Dean laughed to himself. Might as well go and give him a hand.
Dean walked back through the house saying, "Oh come on Sammy boy it's not that big of a grab."
"Dean shut up and help me!" Sam yelled.
"Sammy, Sammy, Sammy-"
Dean looked down over the floor to see Sam hanging on to one of the last two steps on the ladder.
"Sam!" Dean yelled while getting on his knees and tryed to reach for his brother. "Why didn't you call me?"
"I did! But apparently you couldn't hear me! Or the noise that the ladder made."
The cabinets. Dean realized. "Sorry about that."
"Okay whatever Dean. Just help me get up!" Sam replied hastily.
Dean laid out on his stomach and let his arms drop over the floor, a good foot away from the last step.
"Reach for my hand Sam!" Dean yelled out.
Sam wrinkled his forehead in concentration and took his right hand off of the last step in an effort to reach Dean's hand. Fingers touched but couldn't be grasped. Sam tried to grab hold of the ladder once again, but couldn't and slipped off of the step.
Dean's eyes widened when he saw his brother catch himself on the lowest bar.
As Sam pulled himself back up to the top rod of metal. Dean was starting to get scared now. Sam just nearly fell. Shit he could of died.
"Come on Sammy! You can do it." Dean encouraged.
Sam looked up and locked eyes with his brother. He saw love and concern there, and.. fear?
Sam let his hand swing up again and this time, his brothers hands grasped him, holding on for dear life.
"I gotcha Sam." Dean said using all his strength to pull his brother up.
Once Sam's legs were level to the bars he was able to push himself the rest of the way. Both collapsed on the floor, arms tingling from the exertion.
The two boys just stayed there panting, trying to regain there breath.
"Sorry Sam."
"For what? You just saved me Dean." Sam replied confused.
"Yeah but I should of heard you before. I shouldn't of just left you on the ladder. I shouldn't be treating you like crap."
Sam didn't really know what to say that. He kind of agreed with him on what he just admitted.
"Look Dean, forget it. Let's just go and get this hunt over with okay?"
Dean crawled over to his brother who was now leaning on his elbows.
"You know, I might not say it as much as I should, but I do love you Sammy."
Sam stared, shocked at this unusal display from his lover. Dean rarely let emotion show. And Sam knew he was being truly genuine about this. He could see it in his eyes.
"I love you too Dean." Sam replied. "More than you could ever possibly know." Even though it wasn't the time nor the place, Sam couldn't resist. He leant up and took his brother in a slow and passionate kiss.
The two broke apart breathlessly and Dean stood up, offering a hand to Sam.
Finally, with the two on their feet, facing the ladder, Dean said. "Okay. Let's go and find this thing. I searched the front of the place and couldn't find anything."
"Well how far do you think we will have to search?" Sam asked.
Dean just shrugged his shoulders and replied, "No idea."
"Ohh, you won't have to search too far boys."
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A/N: Yes ! another chapter down. and yes, they ARE getting longer. haha, i had actually planned to put the next chapter into this one. but thought, why not leave this one in a cliffy ? haha. i hope you all enjoyed. please please please please please please review ! the next chapter should be up relatively soon.
Bethany16: Once again thank you to my number one girl ! Thanks for all of your help !
SpookyClaire: OMG ! your review totally made my day ! thanks so much and i am so glad that you like my story. trust me.. i am just getting started !
loz: haha well thanks for agreeing with me on the whole sex thing. glad to know you are enjoying it !