Chapter 8

Dean leaned back on the kitchen chair and blew out a long breath. "Whoa! That was so good!"

"I'm glad you enjoyed." Ginny said, standing up to clear the table.

Dean leaned forward and grabbed her wrist gently, pulling her onto his lap. "What say we leave this for the time being?"

"Ah huh. Leave dirty dishes and do what?" Ginny asked.

"Well, you're a woman; I'm a man…." Dean began but Ginny put a finger against his lips.

"Let's cut to the chase shall we?" She leaned forward and lightly brushed her lips against his; then leaned close to his ear and whispered, "Follow me." She stood up straight and turned to leave the kitchen, flicking off the light switch and not even turning to see if Dean was following. He was.

At the entrance to her bedroom, she stopped and turned to face him; slinging her arms around his neck. "Hope you're not planning on going anywhere too soon. I've got plans for you and me for the rest of the night"

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Sam's eyes watched as Mercer held the baseball bat above his head and then followed the bat as it came down in a swinging arc towards him. At the last second, he managed to roll to the side and heard the deadly sound of the bat smashing into the wall. Without hesitation and grunting with the effort, Sam lashed out with his bound feet, knocking Mercer off his own feet and watched as he toppled over, dropping the bat.

A low growl emitted from Marina as she witnessed Mercer hit the ground. "You fool! Can't you do anything right?" She screeched and picked up the lost baseball bat and turned to Sam. "I will not make the same mistake!" She swung the bat at Sam, catching him on his right shoulder.

Sam felt the intense pain and heard the cracking sound as his collarbone snapped. With gritted teeth, he tried to work through the crippling pain but before he had time to regain his composure, Marina had raised the bat again and brought it down again on his injured shoulder. This time, Sam let out a groan as the pain intensified and his vision began to blur.

Marina was relentless as she repeatedly smashed the baseball bat into Sam. After breaking his collarbone, she then began to hit him repeatedly all over his body.

Sam, barely conscious now, knew he was in a lot of trouble. He was sure, that along with his collarbone, his left kneecap was smashed, he was probably suffering from concussion and perhaps there were internal injuries as well. His last thought before falling unconscious, was of his brother Dean who has no idea where he was or what was happening. Oh God Dean, help me.

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Dean gently pushed Ginny down on the bed and fell on top of her, trailing small kisses down her throat and shoulder as Ginny ran her hands over Dean's bare back. It had been a while since she'd been with a man and she was going to enjoy every second of it. She was intending for this stranger named Dean to spend the entire night with her.

Dean's attention was fully drawn to the woman he was with – well, at least he thought it was. As he closed his eyes, he had a flash of something. A baseball bat? He opened his eyes and blinked several times.

"Is something wrong?" Ginny asked as Dean rolled from on top of her to lie beside her.

Dean took a deep breath and turned on his side to look at her, trying to get the image of the baseball bat out of his mind. "Nah." He smiled, dragging her closer to him. Then it happened again. This time, the vision was more intense – the baseball bat being raised in the air and then coming down swiftly – coming down and crashing into Sam; again and again. Dean sat up quickly. "I gotta go!" He said getting off the bed and picking up his forgotten t-shirt.

"What's wrong?" Ginny asked also getting off the bed.

"Something's wrong, really wrong with Sam." He said pulling on his boots.

Ginny looked confused and a little flustered. "Sam? Your partner? What do you mean?

"Look I haven't got time to tell you all about it now. I need to borrow your car. I've gotta go now!"

"Sure." She said, seeing the concern on Dean's face. She also pulled on her lost clothes and shoes and grabbed her car keys from the dresser. She then followed Dean to the front door and handed him the keys.

Dean flung the front door open and ran the short distance to where Ginny's car was parked in the driveway. As he slid into the driver's seat, Ginny slid into the passenger seat.

"Where do you think you're going?" Dean asked.

"Now don't you go all macho on me Dean and gimme all that crap about staying here and waiting!" Ginny snapped at him. "I'm not as useless or stupid as you may think!"

"Damn it! Just get outta the car. This doesn't concern you!" Dean said with frustration.

"If you wanna leave me behind, then you're gonna have to physically remove me from this car! It's either that or start driving!" Ginny said crossing her arms and staring straight ahead.

Dean gritted his teeth, forced the key into the ignition and mumbled something unintelligible under his breath. With a squeal of tires, he reversed the car into the street.

"Where are we going?" Ginny asked.

"The caves." Dean replied not taking his eyes off the road ahead.

"Why the caves?"

"There's where my brother is."

"Your brother? I thought Sam was your partner?" Ginny frowned.

"I'll explain later." With that, Dean lapsed into silence on the short drive to the Lehman Caves.

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