A/N: Thanks to my reviewers. I just wanted to say my updates will be a little messed up for a while. My school work is swamping me, and my uncle is dieing. I'm going through hell right now. But, I'm hell-bent on finishing this. Oh, and I'm really excited to see that they have a spell-check now! Yeah! Maybe I'll have better grammar and spelling.

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Chapter 2 A Big Mistake

Dean looked at his brother who was on the bed. Dean was confused about what the demon had done. He had actually kissed him! How sick was that? But, Dean knew that he couldn't keep that on his mind right now. He had to focus on what to do. The demon had basically promised him that the Boogeyman would kidnap him. He had to tell his dad somehow. Suddenly the phone rang.

"Hello?" Dean said.

"Dean! Thank god, listen you and Sammy need to get in a public place right now. I will meet you there," came a terrified voice of John.

"Dad, listen I have something really important to tell you. The yellow-eyed demon showed up. He practically promised me that the Boogeyman would come and kidnap me. He also, um..."

"What? Dean, if it's important tell me."

"He kissed me," Dean said slowly.

John said nothing for a while then said, "He kissed you?"

"Yeah, on the lips," Dean said ashamed.

"Okay, listen get to that restraut and stay there with Sam. Take the cellphone and call me when you get there. We'll talk after I get there. Do you understand?"

Dean nodded but realized he was on the phone and said, "Yes s-," but he was cut off by a sharp slap across the face.

"Dean!" John screamed into the phone.

A cold laughter came onto the phone, "Dean, is a little busy right now."

The phone went dead, and John was frozen. He had head his son get bitch-slapped off the phone and the Boogeyman was there. He had to get there now! John slammed his foot on the gas pedal and his truck lurched forward. He was determined to get to his son before the Boogeyman did anything to him.
The Boogeyman looked at the sixteen year old boy that laid on the floor in front of him. His hair was dirty blonde and even though his eyes were closed he knew they were green. The boy reminded him so much of his older brother. He looked at the younger one on the bed. He on the other hand had long shaggy black hair, eyes unknown right now. But he had a job to do.

He reached down and pulled the older one up but was stopped by a voice saying, "Leave my brother alone!"

The Boogeyman turned around to see the younger boy holding a shotgun pointed at him.

"Are you going to shoot me?"

"If you don't put Dean down and leave," Sam said.

"I'm trying to help you. He tortures you does he not?" Sam was quite. "That's what I thought."

"But, that's nothing to kill him over," Sam said. "He's always trying to protecting me. He's just an older brother and that's how he is. Torturing me is okay as long as he keeps on protecting me."

The Boogeyman had never considered this. The boy spoke some sense, maybe he would let this one go. It seemed that the little one needed him a lot more than anything. But just as the Boogeyman was about to put Dean down John burst through the door. Loud shots could be heard, and the Boogeyman was gone in a flash. Only problem was he took Dean.

Sam looked at his dad angrily, "Dad, I almost had him put Dean down."

"What?"

"Yeah, but you came in here blasting away."

"Well, I guess we'll just have to go find him and get Dean back ourselves."

Sam nodded in agreement.

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A/N: Okay, I thought you guys would like a short chapter rather than nothing for a while. But I still need your thoughts.