"Sam? What the hell!" Madisen screamed.

Sam Winchester didn't get a chance to answer as Dean barged into the room, gun raised. He saw Madisen and her gun to his brother, who was still laying on the ground beneath Madisen, before aiming his own gun at her. Madisen turned hers towards Dean in retaliation, ready to strike at a seconds notice.

"Woah, woah, woah!" Sam put his hands up, standing up between his brother and the half-naked woman they knew. "Dean, I think we have the wrong room."

"Oh you think?" Madisen rolled her eyes and tossed her gun on the bed it came from. She folded her arms over her chest and a scowl crossing her face. "Don't you two ever knock?"

"Sorry the woman at the counter must've given us the wrong room number." Sam put his hands down and glanced at his brother, noticing Dean had his own gun down and tucked into the waistband of his jeans.

Dean mirrored Madisen and crossed his own arms. He fixed his brother and Madisen a hard glare and copied the woman.

"Oh you think?"

Dean went to say something more before noticing that Madisen was standing in the center of the room, naked, in nothing but a towel. With that momentarily distracting him Sam butted in.

"Look," Sam said. "We'll just get out of your hair, and find our correct room. Okay?"

Madisen gave a sigh and nodded. She removed her hands from her chest and settled them on her waist. Madisen went to say something before noticing exactly why Dean was so quiet. She was naked underneath the towel and with the door open behind Dean, it was getting a bit drafty. Sam seemed to notice it too and immediately started blushing.

"Dean?" Madisen growled.

"Yeah?"

"Get the hell out of here before I pump your ass so full of lead not even Superman could see through it."

Dean took the hint and quickly left the room, Sam hot on his heels. At least Sam had the notion to close the door behind him. Just outside the door Dean looked at the card key he was given.

"We need the one across the lot," he said.

Sam nodded and the two left Madisen's door. As soon as they got to their correct room, Sam was stopped before he could go in.

"So," Dean grinned.

"So what?"

"You got your ass kicked by a girl in a towel huh?"

Sam rolled his eyes. "Seriously?"

"Saw her standing over you. See anything nice?"

"Dude!" Sam yelled at his brother.

Dean gave an innocent face. "What?"

In her own room Madisen rolled her eyes and dressed quickly. She headed out and saw the boys going into their room. It was just across the parking lot to hers. She went over and entered without so much as a knock or hello. Madisen just simply went in and frowned at the two men, mostly at Dean. The men of whom became unsettled at her glare and the long silence. Sam went to speak but was cut off by Dean.

"Hey Hawkins. Mind not glaring at us and actually talk?"

Madisen didn't say a word, only narrowed her eyes at Dean. If glares could kill, he'd be five feet under ten times over.

Sam cleared his throat. "Um, Madisen?"

"Yes Sam?" Madisen pursed her lips and gave a tight smile.

"Sorry about this morning."

"Thank you."

The moment was silent and tense. Neither party knew what to say or how to initiate a conversation. Madisen was shakey and livid from the two men coming in her room, fighting with Sam, Dean aiming his gun at her, and them almost seeing her naked. She's not sure which made her shakey or mad. Sam was wondering how to start talking without fumbling for words. Dean nervous to see if Madisen was going to slap him upside the head so hard he'd feel it next week.

Sam sighed before beginning. "Okay it's obvious no one here wants to speak so I will." He turned to Madisen. "Are you here for the cattle mutilations and missing persons?" When he received a small nod he continued. "So are we. Can you show us what you have so far?"

Madisen gave a glance at Sam before pushing herself from the door she was leaned on. She held up a folder both brothers had just barely noticed she had. She handed it to Dean before she recounted what she found out the night before. All the way from the descriptions of the missing to the history, or lack thereof, the town and it's time in Marvel Universe. Dean of whom, when he found this out, gave a not so subtle 'awesome' before looking back at the case file he was given.

"That's basically all I got before going to bed and the two of you showing up."

"Well isn't that just great," Dean snarked from his bed. "This town has basically no history, so we can't tell if anything here has to do with witches or demons."

"Dean it's not a witch or demon," Sam said, looking up from his computer. Madisen nodded her head in agreement. "It's a werewolf."

"What?" Confusion was evident on her face. "I thought it was a vampire."

"Shows what you know," Dean scoffed.

"You thought it was a witch or demon. At least I hit closer to the mark."

"Okay, you know what?"

Dean went to stand up and Madisen began to walk closer to Dean. Sam however had other ideas.

"Hey, guys! Stay on track. Bodies weren't found drained of blood, not a vampire." Dean smirked at Madisen as if to say, 'ha!' "However there are no freak lightning storms or strange deaths." Madisen stuck her tongue out at Dean in the most mocking way she thought possible. "So with people going missing and the cattle mutilations it would have to be a werewolf."

"Great," Madisen rolled her eyes. "As if I didn't get enough scars from that species."

"Well let's go." Dean reached under his bed and grabbed his own bag. He checked his own gun to make sure he and Sam had silver bullets. He went to walk towards the door.

"Wait. There's still something I don't get."

Sam sat up straight in his chair and Dean turned towards Madisen. They both gave her their attention.

"Werewolves bite their victims, and sometimes leave them to the authorities to find, only to come back when the person has turned. They almost never, take them with. Especially not two people at the same time. So why would this werewolf do so? Don't you find that kinda strange?"

Dean gave a small shrug of his shoulders but didn't say anything. He probably wouldn't have noticed the details had Madisen not pointed it out to them.

"Well, sure it's strange but as you said, 'almost never'. That implies that a werewolf has done it before." Sam sighed and ran his hand through his hair. "Besides, we all deal with strange every day. So what if a werewolf decided to drag his victims off early?"

Madisen nodded. "Yeah. I guess you're right." The silence that fell wasn't tense but it wasn't close to being comfortable either. She glanced at the clock sitting between Sam and Dean's beds. "It's only noon."

"Yeah?"

"We can't hunt a werewolf in the middle of the day."

"Then what else do we do?"

Madisen sighed and turned to Dean. "Not go to the bar is one thing. We could go interview the families of the missing persons."

"Why?"

"Well for one we have no idea who the werewolf is. For two we have no idea how to find it."

Dean went to reply but stopped. She was right. Not that he would ever admit that aloud. Ever.

Sam cleared his throat. "Right. So let's go interview them families."

"I call dibs on the one with the cattle mutilations," Dean called, heading into the bathroom.

"Not unless I get there first!" Madisen called back. She received no reply besides the sound of the shower turning on. She glanced over at Sam who shrugged. "Alright I guess I have the people from the next town over. We'll meet back over here around four?" In all honesty she just wanted to get this case over and done with so she could leave this town and the Winchesters behind her.

"Yeah, yeah. We'll see you then."

Madisen nodded and left.

But before she closed the door she looked back in at Sam. "Oh and Sam?" The man looked up at her and she grinned. "You should really work out harder. I mean, you did get your ass handed to you by a girl in a towel."

Madisen left before Sam could say any kind of retort. She already had on the suit she used for interviewing people as FBI. With that, Madisen hopped in her truck and started down the road towards Rangely.

Three figures burst into the room, two holding up one of the figures in the middle. They sat him down on one of the beds, the two almost panicking when they switched on the light. The three were practically covered in blood, the third figure more that the other two.

The first figure, who now could be seen as Madisen, rushed forward with a bag in her hand. Sam was kneeling next to his brother, trying to keep the wounds from bleeding even more than they already had. Dean was the one on the bed. A large gash spread across his torso and a bullet was lodged deep within his shoulder. He kept mumbling things like 'I'm fine' and continued to try and sit up, only to have both his brother and Madisen push him back down.

"Sam! I need you to hold Dean still real quick!" Madisen urged the large man next to her. She kneeled on the bed and looked down on the man in pain. "I'm sorry Dean but this is really going to hurt."

If Dean had heard her at all he didn't acknowledge it.

"It's small, you won't feel a thing," Sam assured.

"You're definitely going to feel it," Madisen said.

Sam nodded his head and signaled that he could hold Dean. Hesitantly, Madisen grabbed the special scissors she had stolen from a hospital and dug them into the bullet wound. Dean let out a strangled cry and almost lurched off the bed but Sam held him down.

"Jesus!" Madisen cried, almost being knocked away from the man. "Fine, the hard way."

She shoved Dean's shoulder down. With his cry of pain she grabbed a rag from the desk next to her and shoved it in his mouth. If someone had been near then they would've heard his shout. Sam gave a glare at the woman as a silent question of why it was necessary to gag his brother but he didn't comment. Madisen readjusted her hold on the medical scissors and put some of her body weight just above the gash on his torso so as to help keep the man still. She reached in the bullet wound as carefully as she could and, without too much difficulty now that the hunter below her wasn't thrashing as much, pulled out the bullet. As soon as the thing was out of his body Dean stopped moving. And if it weren't for her superior hearing she would've declared him dead. That and the fact that as soon as she did so Dean came back into the waking world after his split second unconscious state.

Sam sighed in relief at seeing his brother open his eyes. But that was the least of their problems. Dean still had the gash on his torso. Madisen grabbed the needle and thread from the same bag she had pulled the scissors from and stepped towards Dean. Sam stopped her and held out his hand, he wanted to do it. She handed the needle and thread over to the man easily. She wasn't bad with a needle it's just she could be way better. And it was obvious Sam had more experience with it so he would do a much better job sewing up Dean.

Dean however had other ideas. He went to sit up but immediately floored by the pain he was only now beginning to feel in his stomach. Both Madisen and Sam saw this and went by his side. Sam stood over Dean's wound and began to sew it up while Madisen pulled up a chair and sat next to Dean where he could see her face. And Dean, being the cocky son of a bitch he was (in Madisen's opinion), grinned at her.

"Ouch."

"Don't you 'ouch' me Dean. I have half a mind to drag your ass back there and let the monster have round two."

Dean went to get up once again to see where his brother was, not knowing he was sewing up his torso, but Madisen quickly grabbed him and pushed on his arm till he was laying back before he would mess up and pop the stitches Sam was currently stitching. He gave them a look of annoyance the two gave Sam their own versions of a bitch face in retaliation. Dean's more drowsy and half-hearted than Madisen's. She would have been lying if she didn't relish in the slight pain she gave Dean when she had pushed him back onto the mattress. She still hadn't sewn it up because his torso needed more attending to. But the man just wouldn't learn to listen now would he?

Dean sighed, "What the hell happened?"

"Well the monster got you on your stomach and I aimed to fire at it. But you being the stubborn little shit you are didn't duck after you got back up when I told you to. You got in the way and I accidentally shot you. But, since I fired twice and you dropped after the first one hit you, the second one hit the monster," Madisen explained.

"Oh come on," Dean groaned. "No one could have avoided that shot!"

"Sam did, he was right in front of you and closer to me."

Dean fell silent, obviously knowing he wouldn't get anywhere. Which was a first, Sam thought. It became silent and Dean's breathing evened out, signaling the man had fallen asleep. Or fallen unconscious, which either was preferable than listening to the guy complain about being shot. Sam finished off sewing Dean's stomach and sighed, sitting back. He gave a slight grimace and looked at Madisen who was starting to nod off in the chair she was sitting in.

"Can you help hold Dean up so I can wrap the gauze around him?"

Madisen startled awake but nodded, standing from her chair going up near Dean's head and began to lift there. Sam went to object but stopped as she lifted Dean slightly and sat behind him. Her knees were positioned right beneath his arms so as to keep his torso lifted from the bed. Madisen leaned forward slightly so Dean didn't end up bending over backwards and let Dean's weight press into her chest. She situated them both so Sam could have enough room to reach through the gap between Dean and the bed before nodding at Sam to start wrapping the gauze. Though effective as it was how Madisen moved Dean without him showing any signs of pain or discomfort, Sam didn't know what to think of this slightly unorthodox way to help bandage a person. But still he continued and bandaged his brother.

The second he finished Sam moved towards the bullet wound in Dean's shoulder. It was small, and it wouldn't need very many stitches. He grabbed the needle and thread and began sewing his brother's arm. He had just barely started when Madisen spoke.

"I'm sorry."

"For what?" Sam asked.

"Shooting your brother."

He gave a small laugh, "You'd be surprised how many times this actually happens to us."

Madisen glared at the man. "Yeah but still. I didn't think Dean would get up that quickly."

Sam cleared his throat. "So, uh, you said that those bullets were enchanted. Any side effects of a human getting shot with one?'

"He'll just need a lot of sleep and some time to recuperate."

Sam nodded. Dean wasn't going to like being on bedrest for the next while. And that was just from the bullet wound. His torso was another matter. That was going to put Dean out of comission for another few weeks. Not that Dean would listen to reason even if he wasn't fully healed. If Dean said he was fine, chances are he wasn't but that almost always depended on the circumstances of him saying it. In this case, the guy would most likely be up and going one to two week before he should even start up small hunting jobs.

Before they knew it Dean's stitching was done. Sam reached over to grab something to clean Dean's wound before he put the bandages on but realised he'd used the last of it on Dean's torso. Madisen lazily followed his gaze to the empty bottle and sighed tiredly.

"I saw some of that stuff at the store down the street. If it's not open try the liquor store just down from there."

Sam nodded and went to grab the keys to the impala but was stopped before he made it to the door.

"Wash off your hands before someone thinks you murdered someone and think you're the one that killed those missing persons."

Sam gave a small laugh, "Yeah, that's probably best."

Madisen hummed in agreement and closed her eyes, resting against the pillows behind her back and leaning her head back onto the wall. Sam gave his hands, and whatever was visibly bloody, a quick wash and left the motel room, walking this time. As it turns out the small store Madisen had gone to when she bought her dinner was in fact closed. So Sam made the five minute walk to the liquor store, picked up what he needed and set back to the motel room.

When he got back Madisen was in the same position as before, except her heavy breathing gave away the fact that she had fallen asleep in the time he had been gone. But this time her body was laying more parallel to the ground so she wasn't sitting straight up as much. The lower half of her body was still lying below Dean's sleeping form. One of her hands was entangled in Dean's hair, almost as if she nodded off while running her hands through it. And Dean was still pressed up against her sleeping his life away. Now that Madisen had shifted so as to make herself more comfortable, so had Dean. He was now lying on his side against her, his head was almost in her lap and his uninjured arm was resting over Madisen's leg.

If Sam was honest he would say that the two looked sort of cute. Then again, as hunters go, relationships never last. But, it was nice seeing his brother so relaxed. Sometimes all Sam would see is the protective older brother who never got a moments peace to himself. An exhausted man who had literally been through Hell and back and if Dean didn't guard himself so much, you could tell as easily as Sam and would be able to see the haunted look in his eyes.

He glanced down the the bag in his hands and then back up to the sleeping forms on the second bed. Dean could wait 'till the morning, he needed his sleep. And with that, Sam set the bag down on the coffee table, cleared off the items from both his and the other bed before climbing into his own. They would deal with the monster and Dean in the morning.

And while I loved updating this and keeping things interesting for you guys, first thing's first. PUT THOSE PITCH FORKS AWAY! Thank you. Second, no you did not miss a chapter, nor did I post this one before it was supposed to be up. Next, how do you like that little ending with Dean and Madisen? I'm not sure who to ship her with without experimenting a little bit. What do you think? Dean and Madisen? Sam and Madisen? Maybe even Castiel and Madisen? Let me know guys.

DO NOT FEAR! The next chapter will explain more thoroughly what happened. And you won't be left wondering what the hell just happened.

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