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Chapter 14. Truce

You could tell in the early morning that it was going to be a warm day and Sam was not disappointed. The heat was beating down on them and Sam couldn't keep the smile off his face as he and the rest of the red team cheered at their victory over the yellow team in the first round of the Basketball tournament. It had been fun but it had also been an easy win and now they would have to play the winner out of the blue and green team.

Dean hadn't spoken to him a lot since their argument the day before but Sam had noticed that he seemed to be thinking. A couple of times during the morning activities down by the lake his brother had looked like he had wanted to say something to him but thought better of it and decided not to.

Regardless of their silence Sam was secretly really proud of what had been accomplished on the basketball court. Years of training with their Dad had surely paid off where their reflexes were concerned and they worked well as a team. Sam was sure that he and Dean were definitely a big help in their success.

He was glad to see that once Dean got on the court he seemed to be less tense and really got into the game. He was glad that Dean looked like he was enjoying himself because maybe that meant that he had gotten over thinking that everything was a threat.

"Not bad Sammy." Sam turned around when he heard his brother behind him and saw that Dean and Jay and Lynda had joined the rest of the group who had huddled together congratulating each other. Sam looked at his brother for a moment and saw that he was silently asking for a truce. He smiled at the compliment.

"Thanks … you were pretty good too," Sam replied giving his brother a look that silently said that he had accepted the truce … for now anyway.

"Pretty good? We kicked ass!" Dean told him in his usual manner as soon as he received Sam's silent message.

"You two make a really good team," Daniel told both Dean and Sam. The teenager hadn't had many dealings with his friend's older brother up until this camp but he seemed like an okay guy and he was really skilled with a basketball.

"Yeah well I taught him everything he knows." Sam rolled his eyes at Dean's bragging.

"I think you were great Dean," Lynda told him with a shy smile.

"Thanks Lynda."

"Woo hoo!" The five teenagers turned to look in the direction of the cheer.

Stacey jogged over and stopped in front of them, "Not bad people, not bad at all," she congratulated. She had been sitting out of the game for the second half, giving another member of the red team a chance to play.

"Not too bad your self," Dean told her winking.

Miss Northam came over and congratulated her students and told them to all take a seat around the court so they could view the next game between the blue and green team. Once seated Dean looked over to where the yellow team was sitting. Although he had let himself enjoy the game he hadn't forgotten about his weird confrontation with Mr. Taylor.

He hadn't seen the man go off at anyone like he had earlier but there was definitely a difference in the man's stance now. He had a hardened look on his face which was very uncharacteristic of the young teacher.

Dean leaned over towards Jay and Stacey, "Hey have either of you noticed anything odd with Taylor today?" he asked them quietly.

Both siblings turned to look at Mr. Taylor who was standing on the other side of the court with his team, "you mean besides him totally ignoring you this morning?" Stacey asked, "I dunno, I mean I never really had him as my teacher before, so I don't know what he's like."

"He had a go at me right after I left you this morning and I dunno he just seems different to me."

"Maybe something is bugging him, everybody has their off days," Jay suggested.

"It's probably nothing." Waving his hand in a dismissive gesture Dean thought that perhaps Jay was right. Everybody was allowed to have a bad every once in a while weren't they? If that were the case then maybe Sam was right too. Maybe he was seeing a supernatural threat in everything. Maybe he did need to get a grip.

Sam, who was sitting in front of his brother in between Daniel and Lynda had heard his brother's question and cringed. He had thought that he and Dean had silently agreed to a truce of sorts. What did his brother think was wrong with his gym teacher?

He was thankful when he heard that his brother had agreed with Jay, that it was probably nothing to worry about.

Sam brought his attention back to the came in play. Both his friends Matt and Mike were on the blue team and he started watching them just in time to see Mike sink a basket. Mike ran over and gave a high five to an older boy about Dean's age. He remembered now that Mike had told him that the boy was his older brother Dane.

After the tiny celebration with his brother Dane went back to his spot on the court. Laughing could be heard behind Sam and he noticed that it had also caught Dane's attention. The older boy was sending a foul look in their direction causing Sam to turn around and see what had made the boy so angry.

Jay, Stacey and Dean were all talking amongst themselves not really bothering with watching the game and Sam could see that Dane looked to be getting angrier. It didn't take a lot to realise what was going on. He had noticed that Dean had taking a liking to Stacey and from what he had seen; Stacey and Dane seemed to be a couple which brought him back to the fact that Dean was on the receiving end of a loathing glare, which both Stacey and Dean seemed oblivious about.

Sam brought his attention back to the game and it wasn't a surprise when the blue team won. His only thoughts about the up coming game was that it was going to be interesting having Dean and Dane square off against each other.

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He could hear an annoying ringing sound close to his head but tried to ignore it. After another couple of moments he gave up and blinked open his eyes, reaching over to the bedside table and grabbing his cell phone which had been the cause of the annoying ringing.

Shutting the phone alarm off John sighed and remained lying on his back for a moment. He was actually still tired. Before he and Caleb had left for Fergus Falls they had stopped at a bar to get some dinner and ended up spending a couple of more hours there so that Caleb could hustle some pool. The younger man had complained about running low on funds and John thought that the extra couple of hours wouldn't have made that much of a difference since they couldn't talk to the teacher until the morning.

After Caleb won some cash they made a hasty retreat because the men they had been playing pool with looked like they didn't appreciate losing there money and John was not in the mood for an altercation.

Caleb had driven the first two and a half hours, John taking over at the half way mark when they stopped for gas. Caleb had dozed off about half an hour before they arrived in Fergus Falls so John picked the first motel he saw and booked them a room for the night so they could at least get a couple hours of sleep.

He raised his arm up and took look at his watch that was still strapped to his left wrist. It read 7 o'clock in the am. That meant that he had managed to get about four hours sleep which was better than nothing.

John glanced at the other bed and saw that Caleb hadn't really moved since pouncing on the bed earlier that morning. Putting his phone back on the night stand, John lifted himself up so that he was leaning against the head board and wiped a hand over his growing beard and realised that he needed a shave. He didn't always have a clean shaven face but he didn't like it getting any further than a light beard.

He dragged his feet over the side of the bed and stood up and stretched a little. That bed was terrible and had given him stiff muscles. His next thoughts were of getting a shower. He picked up his over night bag and took it with him into the bathroom, kicking Caleb's bed on the way telling him to get up. He wasn't entirely shocked when all he got was a grunt in return.

After his shower John was feeling much more awake. The sleep had done him good and he was showered, shaved and ready to start the day. Caleb on the other hand hadn't moved all that much as far as John could see when he walked back into the room.

"Caleb!"

"What?" a gruff sleepy voice asked.

"It's time to get up!"

"Ten more minutes," the younger hunter mumbled burying himself more into the pillow.

John rolled his eyes. Dean and Caleb were more alike than either one of them was willing to admit.

"You know I want hesitate to throw some cold water your way," John threatened.

"You do realise that you're not a very nice person?" Caleb grumbled, finally opening his eyes to glare at his friend.

"It's no trouble … I can go and get the water right now. It'll wake you right up." Caleb knew that John would make good on his threat if he didn't move his ass so he lifted himself up into a seated position, albeit slowly.

John nodded patronisingly, "Now if you're a good boy I'll have coffee waiting for you by the time you're out of the shower."

"Bite me."

"No thanks."

"Yeah on second thought, don't," Caleb said getting up yawning.

He picked up his jeans, boxers and a t-shirt and shuffled towards the bathroom, "I expect that coffee here when I get out."

"Sir, yes Sir," John gave a mock salute then looking back down to the street map in his hands that he had picked up from the lobby of the motel.

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Before the second half of the basketball tournament started, lunch was held. Dean still wasn't all impressed with the food and he thought the first thing he was going to do when they got out of there was get Sammy to order Caleb to buy them pizza for dinner. He was going to get Sam to order Caleb because as much of a tough guy Caleb pretended to be, even he got suckered into Sam's puppy dog look. Sometimes Dean liked to think of Sam as his secret weapon.

His happy thoughts of Pizza and ordering Caleb around fell as he realised that that was a long time away. He had never noticed how long a month could be until now.

He hadn't totally forgotten about his weird encounter with Mr. Taylor and although he had tried to convince himself that it was just his imagination, he still kept an eye out for anything out of the ordinary. Well more out of the ordinary than a perfectly nice teacher suddenly blowing a gasket.

He hadn't discussed his thoughts on the matter with Sam because he knew that Sam would probably just tell him to get a grip again. So until he found some damning evidence he was going to keep this to himself.

"I wonder what's going over there," Daniel commented, sitting next to Sam and across the table from Dean and Jay.

"What?" Sam asked.

"Look," he replied pointing in a direction over Dean's head, causing Dean to turn around and look as well.

Mr. Taylor was talking to a two students. A couple of seconds later the boy and girl both got out of their seats and followed the teacher out of the dining room. What Dean found unnerving was when he looked back towards Sam and Daniel he saw Mr. Graham and Mrs. Chipshaw sitting near the kitchen door, looking on with almost blank looks on their faces.

"Maybe they're getting in trouble," Matt suggested from his seat beside Daniel.

"Maybe," Dean muttered more to himself than actually adding to the conversation.

Sam's eyes narrowed as he looked at his brother, whose brow was furrowed in concentration. He knew that look. It was the same look Dean got when he was on a hunt and trying to piece the puzzle together.

Dean looked at his little brother and wasn't surprised when Sam gave him a look that said 'don't start'. /sorry little brother I am going to check this out/ he thought to himself.

It was quite possible that what had just happened was just as simple as two kids getting into trouble, especially when Mr. Taylor was in the mood he was apparently in, but it was better to be safe than sorry. /which reminds me I really need to check out Sam's salt circle … without getting caught this time/ he thought.

TBC ...

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