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Chapter 8
Under Your Skin
Day 7
Dean killed the headlights to the Impala before pulling into the bar's parking lot. He sighed checking the ammo in his handgun, glancing over at Lexi before speaking. "Stay here."
"What? Are you kidding me? I am not staying in this car Dean. I'm coming with you."
"Fine but stay behind me, okay?"
"I don't even get a weapon?"
"So, you can shoot yourself in the foot? I don't think so." He snapped shaking his head.
"But Dean!"
"Lex, don't argue with me. I don't want you getting hurt, ok. I promised you I'd protect you and I will."
"I know you will."
They stared at each other for a beat, Dean averting his gaze to cover up what he was really feeling, "Just stay behind me."
Xxxxx
Dean put his hand up stopping Lexi in her tracks. He turned to her while motioning to be quiet. He listened waiting to make his move while The Doors played softly in the background.
"What the hell is going on? What are you doing?" Jo mumbled opening her eyes to see Sam tying her to the post near the bar.
Sam leaned against the pole looking down at Jo curiously, "So what exactly did your mom tell you about how your dad died?"
"You're not Sam."
"Don't be so sure about that. Answer the question." Jo ignored the question Sam had raised deciding to stare straight instead. Sam sighed moving around to the other side. He leaned in giving her his big puppy eyes before running the cold blade of his knife against her cheek. "Come on. It's me. You can tell me anything, you know that. Answer. The question."
"Fine."
"Fine."
"Our dads were in California: Devil's Gate Reservoir. They were setting a trap for some kind of Hell spawn. John was hiding, waiting, and my dad was bait."
Sam laughed heartily moving once again to stand behind Jo. "That's just like John. Oh, I'll bet he dangled Bill like meat on a hook. Then what?"
"The thing showed up. John got too eager, jumped out too soon, got my dad exposed out in the open. The thing turned around and killed him."
Sam leaned in shaking his head, "Hmm. Not quite."
"What?"
"What? Oh. See, it hurt him. It didn't kill him. You really don't know the truth, do you? I'll bet your mom doesn't either."
"Know what?"
"You see, Bill was all clawed up. Holding his insides in his hands. He was gurgling and praying to see you and Ellen one more time. So my dad . . . killed him. Put him out of his misery like a sick dog."
"You're lying." Jo said not believing a word of it.
"I'm not, it's true." Sam leaned in closer to Jo sing songing quietly in her ear, "My daddy shot your daddy in the head……"
"How could you know that?"
Sam shrugged stabbing the knife into the post just above Jo's head, "I hear things."
"Why are you doing this to me?"
"Like Daddy like daughter. You're bait. Open up. That's a girl."
Dean suddenly burst through the door his gun drawn shouting, "Sam!"
"I begged you to stop me, Dean."
"Put the knife down, damnit."
"I told you I can't fight it! My head feels like it's on fire, all right?! Dean. Kill me, or I'm going to kill her. Please. You've be doing me a favor! Shoot me." He stared Dean down; his arms spread practically begging him to shoot him, "Shoot me!"
"No, Sammy, come on." Dean whispered lowering his gun and turning away.
"What the hell's wrong with you, Dean? Are you that scared of being alone that you'd rather let Jo die?"
Sam smirked looking at Lexi as Dean pushed her behind him knowing he had just found Dean's weak spot. He was standing in front of her protectively. "Stay back, Lex."
"Lexi? Now that's a blast from the past. Well, I guess I chose the wrong girl as bait, uh Dean?" Sam turned to Jo sing songing in her ear once again, "Jo, Lexi. Lexi, Jo. See Jo she's why you'll never have Dean. Lexi's the only thing that makes Dean's little black heart go pitter patter. See he loves her right down to his nonexistent soul. He'll never admit it but he would give up everything just to be with her." Sam smiled evilly hissing, "Isn't that sweet, Jo?"
"Shut up Sammy!"
"What Dean? Are you denying it? Are you gonna be the one that kills her when she turns dark side? Cuz the yellow eyed demon had plans for her too."
"I'm not gonna let it come to that."
Sam shrugged moving towards Dean, "Okay, I'll just kill Lexi now then."
Dean glared at Sam, flinging the water that was in the flask that he held. The water hissed and burned Sam as it struck him straight in the chest. "That's holy water, you demonic son of a bitch!"
Sam looked up growling his eyes now solid black. He turned running towards the window bursting through it. Dean looked from Jo to the window deciding to take chase after Sam jumping out the now shattered window.
XXXXXX
The Winchester brothers stalked each other through the dark desolate warehouse. Both had their guns drawn ready to shoot.
"So who are you?" Dean called out crouching down behind a pile of boxes.
"I got lots of names." Sam answered back looking carefully around the corner.
"You've been in Sam since he disappeared, haven't you?"
"You should have seen your face when you thought he murdered that guy. Pathetic."
"Why didn't you kill me? You had a dozen chances." Dean stated moving stealthily around the corner.
"No, that would have been too easy. Where's the fun in that? See, this was a test. Wanted to see if I could push you far enough to waste Sam. Should have known you wouldn't have the sac. Anyway. Fun's over now."
"Well, I hope you got your kicks. Because you're gonna pay hell for this, I'm gonna make sure of that."
"How? You can't hurt me. Not without hurting your little brother. See, I think you're gonna die, Dean. You and every other hunter I can find. One look as Sam's dewey, sensitive eyes? They'll let me right in their door."
Sam smirked leading Dean out into the open. Dean looked around deciding which way to go before realizing he'd been had. Sam stepped out onto the dock, taking aim and shooting Dean in the shoulder.
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'Who the hell is this blonde buffy wanna be bitch.' Jo thought to herself as Lexi lead the way from the bar down to the docks.
"Who am I?" Lexi asked sneering at Jo, "I'm the reason why Dean would never stoop so low to go out with a pathetic little girl like you. You need to give it up."
Jo glared at Lexi sticking out her chin, "That's because I'm not fucking easy like some girls."
"I was with him for six years and yes he's still in love with me."
"Hmph. I'm gonna call his cell."
"You call yourself a hunter? I don't need a cell to find Dean. If you would just shut the hell up and be quiet I could concentrate." Lexi stopped in her tracks her eyes going wide. She suddenly took off down the docks leaving Jo behind, "DEAN! DEAN!"
Dean looked up at Lexi groaning in pain, "Where's Sam?"
"Shhh….take it easy." She said gently helping Dean to his feet, "I don't know. I came looking for you…"
Xxxxxx
Dean gripped the edge of the bar with his right hand while Lexi carefully pulled the bullet out of his left shoulder. Dean groaned loudly giving Lexi dirty looks.
"I'm doing the best I can Dean with what I have. Now just calm down and stop being such a damn baby."
"God damn it, Lex! I thought they taught you people bedside manners in Medical School."
"Oh hush, I got it." She snapped dropping the bullet in the shot glass in front of her. "I just have to stitch you up so you don't bleed to death."
"Oh that's comforting." Dean quipped taking a couple of swigs from the bottle of whiskey in his hand.
"You're welcome, D." She smiled sweetly at him.
Jo raised her eyebrow looking at Lexi, "You're a med student?"
"Yeah, I am. Do you have any thread that I can use?"
Jo handed her a spool of black thread and a needle thinking to herself, 'Wow. They let anything into Medical School. Thinks she's hot shit. Look at her, she looks like she can work a pole. She's probably a damn stripper or a street walker.'
Lexi tugged roughly on the thread causing Dean to jump. He looked at her, her face red, her green eyes hard and angry. He looked over at Jo who looked just as pissed realizing what was going on, "Jo! Stop thinking whatever you're thinking. If you haven't figured it out, Lexi's a damn telepath."
"Well that makes things a hell of a lot easier than." Jo snapped.
Lexi glanced at Jo pulling roughly as she stitched Dean's wound closed, "You're pathetic, Jo. You never even kissed him. Besides Dean doesn't like school girls."
"Hey, Lex! Easy there." Dean complained, "Don't take your cat fight out on me."
"Sorry, D." she said softly tying off the thread, "There you're done."
Dean looked at Lexi brushing her blonde hair off her cheek with his fingertips. She turned to him meeting his eyes, Dean flashed his signature smile at her thinking, 'I wanna try again. If you want to.'
'I want to…..'
Dean, cupping her face in his hands, leaned in pressing his lips gently to hers while Jo looked on stunned. He pulled away licking his lips slowly stroking Lexi's cheek, "We have to go find Sam."