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Beneath my skin

Dean gritted his teeth in pain and prayed to god that they weren't to late, he closed his eyes and came to a stop, he knew it was stupid to be out of bed, his side was killing him and he was becoming dizzy with every step he took. He shook his head slightly and Sam looked down at him with worried eyes.

"Maybe you should go back, Mike and dad can take care of Max" Dean opened his eyes and turned them onto his brother who was gripping his shoulder in a death grip, he shook his head, cursing himself when the dizzy spell came back.

"Im fine" He replied, the quietness in his voice and the paleness of his face showing how far from fine he really was.

"Dean you can barely stand" Sam sighed, he knew Dean could be pig headed when he had his mind set, but this was just plain ridicules, he was putting himself at risk, if the burns on his side got infected then it would rapidly spread through his body and he really wasn't well enough to fight an infection of that caliber.

Dean brought up his hand and placed it firmly onto his brother's shoulders, he lifted his head slightly so he could get a better look at him and allowed the mask in his face to fall, allowing his brother to show how afraid he was.

"Sammy please" Dean breathed out, he really didn't have time to explain but he had to get to Max he had to stop her.

Sam looked over at his father who was looking at them both with worried eyes before slowly nodding his head. Sam swallowed and relented slightly, he knew how stubborn Dean could be, and he would rather be with him where he could do something then apart where he couldn't help him if he needed to.

"But your going straight back to resting when we get back" Sam said with as much authority as he could muster and shot Dean a look that clearly said and don't argue. Dean nodded his head slowly and regained himself after a couple of breaths he nodded in Sam's direction and they began to once again head towards the clearing.

Max leant herself against a tree and folded her arms the gun held tightly in her hands her eyes placed firmly on the man in front of her. She sighed angrily to herself she had vouched personally for Tristan and for him to betray her; she was taking it very personally. He could have killed them all, but the only one person who had been seriously hurt was Dean and she wanted to know why he had been the target. With a sigh she pushed herself away from the tree and placed the gun in the waist band of her jeans before pressing further towards Tristan.

"Hey" He said as soon as he turned around and saw her walking towards him; she smiled in his direction and came to a stop in front of him, all signs that she knew the truth completely hidden.

"I was thinking" She started placing her hands into her pockets her eyes flickering over his face trying to find any proof any indication that he was no longer the person she thought he was.

"Well that had to hurt" He replied laughing slightly, and Max had to restrain herself from putting a bullet in his knee cap, she had once enjoyed the playful banter but now, now she knew who he was she wanted nothing more then to kill him.

"Why go after Dean?" she questioned, it had been bugging her since the explosion, it would have been so easier to go after them all after all they had been in one place at one time, taking out Dean made no sense.

"What makes you think he was the target?" Tristan replied trying to keep the worry of his own face as he did so.

"O come on Trist, he was the one person in the house, everyone else was out in the training field so it's kinda obvious the question is why?"

Tristan bit the inside of his cheek he knew she knew, he could see it written in her body language and the fact she was giving of waves of anger helped him come to the conclusion as well.

"Well he is the reason Sam hasn't fallen yet, maybe they wanted him out of the picture" Tristan replied backing away from the women in front of him as slowly and discreetly as possible.

"Then he wouldn't have agreed to Johns deal……so Tristan ill ask again why Dean" She turned towards him and pulled out her gun aiming it directly at him.

The gunshot echoed through the trees and Dean and Sam came to a stop looks of shock and fear crossing over their faces before they took of at a run (well if they could class it as that Dean could barely walk)

A scream of pain filtered through the air and Dean almost sighed in relief now all they had to do was get there before she took the kill shot.

They came to the clearing and Sam allowed his eyes to wonder over the carnage in front of him. Max was stood above Tristan her gun aimed at his head and Tristan was laying on the floor his hand holding what was his knee cap.

"You shot me" He gasped out in a flood of pain. Max tilted her head to the side and rolled her eyes.

"Ya don't say, and im gonna do it again if you don't tell me why?" She said falling down to her knees so she was eyes level with him. Tristan shook his head, if he told then he was going to be in more trouble then he already was. He knew he shouldn't have invaded Dean's mind so he could try and kill him. Whatever Max was going to hand out to him then he was going to take it like a man.

Max heard a leaf break behind her and she spun around her eyes locking onto Dean who was heavily leaning on his brother for support, sweat mattered his hair line and it looked like he was having difficulty breathing.

"You should be resting" She said softly before she reached out and squeezed hold of what was left of Tristan's knee cap. He screamed out in agony and attempted to pry her hand of his leg.

"Max" Dean cried out squinting slightly as pain ran down his side. Max pulled back slightly and stood up, she looked over at Tristan before she walked over to Dean. She stopped in front of him and lifted his shirt and shook her head before she placed her hand softly on his forehead.

"You've got a temperature and your burns look like there getting infected, what the hell are you doing out here" Dean grasped hold of her hand and Max bit the inside of her cheek as her insides came alive under his tender touch. She closed her eyes slightly and savored the moment.

"Ive come to stop you making a mistake" Max opened her eyes and shook her head.

"Im not making a mistake" She replied confidently, she attempted to walk away but Dean gripped hold of her hand tighter.

"He targeted me to get to you" Max raised her brow and turned to face him her eyes roaming over his body, they had to get him back to the cottage before he got any worse.

"Its not me the demon wants out of the way it's you" Dean breathed out as a wave of nausea overwhelmed him, he fell to his knees and emptied the contents of his stomach. Max sighed and fell to his side her hand going to his back and she began to small circles as she whispered words of comfort.

Sam to fell to his knees and he nodded his head in thanks at Max. Dean needed someone like her, she was good at what she did and in a way she was more like him then either of them would admit, but that's what Dean needed, but what was even better she seemed to return the feelings that Dean felt towards her.

"You ok?" Sam questioned his voice laced with concern. Dean lifted his head and whipped the side of his mouth with his hand, before he slowly shook his head.

"Nah" He replied knowing that anything other than honesty was going to get him into serious trouble. Max looked over at Sam and nodded her head before she placed her hands onto Dean's shoulders and gently pulled him down on to her chest and knees.

"It's ok" She whispered her hand coming out to lie gently onto his chest. Dean sighed and brought up his hand to lace his fingers with hers.

Sam moved forward and worked his hands gently up his stomach lifting his brother's shirt as he did so. He sucked in a breath and his eyes wondered over to Dean and he scrunched his eyes before he looked up and locked eyes with Max.

"How bad is it?" Dean questioned fighting the darkness; Sam sighed and smiled down at his brother.

"Dean we got to get that burn looked at, you've popped some stitches, but it's the burns that im worried about right now" Dean nodded his head slowly. He knew it was a risk coming out here, but he also knew that none of them could have stopped her from killing Tristan, he was the only one.

Max shifted her fingers slightly and grasped hold of his wrist checking his pulse; she shook her head up at Sam.

"Pulse is up….Sams right we got to get you back, get that temperature down, and change your dressings"

Dean nodded his head in agreement and felt Max shift her weight slightly before she helped him to his feet. She wrapped her arm around his waist and allowed him to lean his weight on her.

"Thanks" He murmured his eyes drifting closed. Max turned her head and jarred him slightly.

"O no you don't you gotta stay awake Dean" She couldn't risk him dozing of not until they got back to base where they could keep an eye on him. Dean opened his eyes and nodded his head.

"Tell me something" He whispered knowing he needed something to keep him awake. Max raised her brow slightly and looked around to seem him looking at her. She smiled slightly and looked over her shoulder at Tristan.

"What about him?" She questioned John came to her side and nodded his head.

"Get Dean back" Max nodded her head and Dean smiled down at her waiting for her to start talking.

"When I was in high school I was kicked out for breaking a guy's knee cap" Dean raised his brow in shock before laughed slightly which turned into a coughing fit.

John watched as they began walking away talking about random things while they tired to keep Dean awake, before he turned his attention onto Tristan, he reached into his waist band and brought out his gun, they couldn't risk him getting to the demon and talking, he knew to much.

"Ill handle him"