Sam's screams echoed through the basement. They'd gotten worse in the last hour as the hallucinations started. He said it was only two demons, but he must have drained them dry. The blood was doing a hell of a number on his system.
Dean took another swig out of the whiskey bottle. "Don't look at me like that. This is hard enough."
Her eyes swept the floor. "Sorry."
"You know you can't go in there, not when it's at it's peak like this."
"I know."
"That's not him in there, not really." Cas assured them. Dean just stared off at the wall. "Dean, he's just got to get it out of his system."
"I just need to get some fresh air." He saw Kayla's eyes raise and he motioned her to the stairs. "Come on."
She followed him upstairs and out into the junkyard. "It wasn't his fault."
"I know, the relapse wasn't his fault. But he said he didn't want it, he said he wasn't craving it."
"Maybe he didn't know."
"He knew. He…did he…" he let out a frustrated breath and gathered his thoughts. "Did he do stuff like that, when I was in hell?"
"He exorcised demons, but not all at once like that. That was kind of crazy. If he only drained a couple demons…"
"Only? You say that like it's normal."
She sighed. "It's not normal, I just mean, it doesn't seem like that much blood made him so powerful."
"Powerful, is that what you call it?" He sat on the hood of an old truck.
"Taking out six demons at once? I'd say he's pretty powerful."
"I'd say he's a freak."
Her attempt to hide her disapproval of the term wasn't very successful. "Don't tell him that."
"I wouldn't, not to his face."
"Dean he…"
"Don't tell me he's my brother, okay? I know. I love him, I do." He shook his head. "The kid just scares the shit out of me."
"Well he shouldn't." She smiled slightly. "That crap only works on demons, what's he gonna do to you?"
He smirked. "I guess."
"Sam's a big boy, once he's cleaned up he'll be back to being your dorky little brother." She pulled on his jacket. "Until then, you just need a distraction."
"Oh yeah? What's your excuse this time? Famine's gone."
She laughed quietly. "I guess it's just you."
He kissed her and didn't hear the front door opening.
"Get a room!" Bobby yelled from the door.
He leaned his head back. "Are you offering?"
"I need you to make a beer run!"
Kayla smiled. "No one ever offers the room, you notice that?"
"You know what they say." He slid off the hood. "If you're not part of the solution, you're part of the problem."
"Quit your whining and come on." Bobby shook his head; he wasn't overly fond of the screaming from the basement either. At least the booze would help drown it out.