Chap 5

The Road Home

It had been a month since the boys had managed to stop the apocalypse, but unfortunately had also both been turned into full on black souled demons. At first Dean was filled with guilt that he had not been able to protect Sam from the same fate as himself, but as the weeks went by the guilt had begun to lessen.

Sam still seemed to be pretty much himself and now that he was a demon he did not need to drink demon blood any more, which was a major plus.

And he was strong, stronger than any demon they had ever met he was able to use his power to defeat any other demon that came near them. They had hunted down a number demons and Sam was able to destroy up to four at a time, often saving the people they had been possessing.

Dean usually kept the rest busy with his demon charged fighting skills, and was even able to rip the souls out and send them back to hell on occasion. He tore their heads off whenever he came upon a demon possessing a dead body, with those still living he waited for Sam.

Both of them had found while they could say the demonic incantations any that involved invoking God had become excruciatingly painful. So that meant they could not exorcise other demons the way they had previously.

"There he is Dean get him." Sam shouted as Dean sprang up and shot at the man beast as it tried to spring away.

Dean's bullet penetrated the werewolf's chest and he fell panting to the ground, Sam watched a little sadly as the thing turned back into a fully human man.

"What's happenin' I I can't …" As his eyes glazed over Dean felt a surge of pleasure at the death of another ravening beast.

"Poor guy." Sam spoke softly, Dean was startled.

"Yeah I guess." He said as he began to drag the body towards the trunk of the impala.

Dean was feeling a bit bewildered why did Sam care about the wolf or maybe he should be thinking why didn't he care. He knew that werewolves could not help themselves and he probably should feel sorry for it but he just didn't.

He thought about as they drove and realised he had been less feeling lately, he still cared about the innocent but all the supes he just wanted to kill them and be done.

"Dean are you ok?" Sam asked

"Hmm yeah I think so not sure really." Dean replied hesitantly, he was a bit worried, but if he spoke to his brother he might end up having a Samantha moment.

"What is it bro, are you upset about that poor guy?" Sam inquired gently.

"No not all, that's the problem do you think I should be?" Dean looked askance at Sam.

"Well I don't know maybe, after all the he didn't ask to be bitten, didn't even know what was happening to him. So yeah I think we should feel a bit bad for him you know." Sam responded thoughtfully.

"Yeah true I just don't though." Dean sounded a bit lost.

"Well Dean we are demons and that could be part of being a demon. Do you still care about other people? How about Bobby or me?" Sam had asked the last part softly almost as if he were scared.

"Of course Sammy jeez you know I'll always care about you and Bobby, and I still do worry about innocent people you know, just not the things we hunt." Dean felt disgusted with himself that Sam even had to ask.

"Well you're probably ok then Dean, we'll just keep watch on it and if it gets stronger if you feel like you don't care about regular people as much just let me know. We'll deal with it'll be ok."

"Alright Sam." Dean tried to sound reassured, but what if this was the beginning of just another pile of crap. Thinking that he almost laughed afterall what could be more craptastic than being a demon that hunts other demons, what a joke.

The next day the boys were researching in their hotel room when Sam threw Dean a curveball.

"Hey Dean I think it's time we told Bobby about us." He suggested.

"What! Are you kidding? With Bobby's history he'll try to kill us as soon as he can." Dean practically yelled.

"Look I know it's gonna be bad but I've been thinking, what if we get Cas to vouch for us, Bobby will probably listen to him. I just think it's good for us Dean to try and stay as human as we can." The look Sam gave him reminded Dean of their conversation from the previous day.

"Yeah ok Sam we'll give it a try but only if Cas agrees." Dean replied shortly.

"Great I'll call him." Sam sounded so excited Dean really hoped this was going to work.

Cas did agree and the next day they headed back the five hundred miles to Bobby's yard, on the way they played their music louder than ever. They really did not want to talk or even think about what might happen and their demonic ears seemed to appreciate the raging music completely.

When they got to Bobby's Castiel was already there, they had decided it would be better if he prepared Bobby first.

"Alright Sam, Dean Bobby is ready to see you, but only if I stay." Cas spoke in his usual gruff manner.

"Thanks Cas we appreciate this." Sam replied.

"Oh dammit boys what have you two idjits gotten yourselves into now?" Bobby sounded broken his voice aged.

"Bobby it's still us man really, I swear." Dean replied coming in and trying to move closer to the grizzled old hunter. Bobby took a step back holding up a bottle of holy water and putting his desk between himself and his two pseudo sons.

"How can you say that Dean you're demons for gods sake! I should be exorcising the two of you right now. If I hadn't promised Cas there that I'd hear you out that's exactly what I would be doin'." Bobby replied.

Sam looked at him sadly and sat on the couch hanging his head forlornly, while Dean clenched his fists and took a step back.

"Bobby I'm sorry we came if you want us to leave we will." Sam said softly with a small sigh.

"No Sam! Listen Bobby we need you, you're right we are demons but we're trying really hard to stay as human as we can. And you, you're one of the things that keep us human, help us, watch us keep on us. And if we start to go bad stop us or let Cas know, whatever you have to do but please Bobby give us a chance." Dean begged.

Bobby looked at them Sam body scrunched up the way he did whenever he was hurt Dean using anger to hide all that pain. They looked like his boys and acted like them, but demons he knew were great con artists.

Ah what the hell he thought, he loved them too much to turn his back on them even now, he stepped around the desk and grabbed Dean in a quick hug. He felt the boy stiffen and then relax accepting his gesture, Sam looked up and grinned like the sun coming up, Bobby grinned back at him. Castiel took that moment to flutter from the room.

"Damn angels." Dean said as the sudden departure had startled him, but he took it as a sign that Cas felt all would be well.

"Alright then so what do you two black eyed sons of bitches want for breakfast?"