Spoiler for episode 3.16

Chapter 27

Later, Sam and Dean were back in the motel room packing their belongings into their duffel bags. Neither of them said a word to each other as Dean drove them back to the motel.

Both of them stood at the small table by the window shoving things into their bags halfheartedly, deep in their own thoughts.

Sam looked worried; his face was contorted in clear sadness. He wondered if Ruby was right.

He had gone there originally as sort of a pit-stop. He wanted to know if Ruby knew about Lilith holding Dean's soul. But she turned it into something else; she told him that he was strong enough to take on Lilith. To keep Dean, and Clay safe.

Dean on the other hand, looked completely stern. His face looked hard, the bruises and swelling on his forehead and lip seemed to make him look all the more serious.

Sam took in a deep breath, and finally broke the silence.

"We just gonna let Ruby rot down there?" Sam asked almost sadly.

"That's the idea." Dean answered all too quickly.

"Dean, what if Ruby was right?" Sam asked in a near whisper as his packing came to a halt, "What if I can take out Lilith?"

Dean rolled his eyes and gave Sam the same look Ruby called out. The look Dean gave him that Sam knew all too well read 'freak'.

Sam pulled his eyes away from Dean, and looked back down at the guns at his fingertips.

"Quit looking at me like that." Sam whispered, defeated.

"What? You give her the 'Carrie-stare' and Lilith goes poof?" Dean asked with clear disbelief outlining his words.

"I don't know what Ruby meant." Sam admitted as his eyes looked back up at Dean, "maybe we should just go ask her."

"Sam, you wanted the knife, I got you the knife." Dean replied simply.

"Dean just listen, last time Lilith snapped her fingers and put thirty demons on our ass and all we've got is just one little knife? Like you said, either we go in smart or we don't go in at all!" Sam argued.

"Well this aint smart!" Dean replied with a shrug.

"We've got one shot at this Dean, just one. So if there's a surefire way, why don't we just talk about it?"

Dean turns to face his brother with a serious look on his face, "Sam, we are not making the same mistakes all over again."

Sam rolled his eyes impatiently, "You said that, but what does that even mean?"

"Don't you see the pattern here?" Dean asks, trying to make Sam see reason, "Dads deal, my deal, now this? I mean, every time one of us is up the creek, the other is begging to sell their soul! That's all this is man. Ruby's just jerking your chain down the road, you know what it's paved with, and you know where it's going."

Dean goes back to the guns hoping this will be the end of the conversation, but he knows Sam won't leave it at that. So Sam sits in a seat at the table and looks up at Dean.

"Dean, what're you afraid's gonna happen?" Sam asked with a soulful glint in his eye as he stared at Dean, "This is me, I can handle it. And if it'll save you-"

"Why even risk it?" Dean asked as he looked back up at Sam.

"Because you're my brother," Sam said with a nod, "and because you did the same for me."

"Yeah I know…and look how that turned out." Dean said hoarsely, "all I'm saying Sammy is that you're my weak spot. You are...and I'm yours."

"You don't mean that, we're family."

"I know…and the bad guys know it too. I mean, what we would do for each other, how far we'd go? They're using it against us." Dean said sadly.

"So what…we just stop looking out for each other?" Sam asks a little angrily, on the brink of tears.

"No, we stop being martyrs! We stop spreading it for these demons!" Dean said defiantly as he whips out Ruby's knife, "and we take this knife, and we go after Lilith our way, the way dad taught us to! And if we go down…then we go down swinging…what do you think?"

Sam nods for a moment as he lets the words sink in, he then looks over at Dean with a tiny glint in his eye.

"I think you totally should have been jamming 'Eye Of The Tiger' right there." Sam replied jokingly.

"Oh bite me," Dean snaps jokingly, "I totally rehearsed that speech too."

Sam chuckled and then looked down at his knees and then back up at Dean, expecting him to say more.

"Tell me something." Dean says seriously again.

"Yea?"

"What the hell does a demon do for fun?" Dean asked worriedly.

Sam shrugged, he was sure he had no idea either. But whatever it was it couldn't be good.

xXx

Sam and Dean were now seated inside the Impala. Sam had told Dean about the recurring vision about him seeing Clay's and Dean's death, so Dean agreed to go to the house to check up on him.

However, the car wasn't starting. Dean kept turning the key, but the engine wouldn't flip.

Sam gave Dean a nervous glance; what perfect timing.

Just then, Bobby knocked on Dean's window lightly making both Sam and Dean turn to stare up at him holding a small piece of the engine.

"Where do you think you're going?" Bobby asked seriously.

Sam and Dean rolled their eyes and stepped out of the car, closing their doors behind them, and then turned to face Bobby.

"We got the knife." Dean informs simply.

"And you intend to use it without me?" Bobby asked, sounding almost offended, "do I look like a ditchable prom date to you?"

"No Bobby, it isn't-" Sam starts, before Dean cuts him off.

"This is about me, and Sam. This isn't your fight."

Bobby steps up to Dean, his face now contorted in anger, "The hell it isn't! Family don't end with blood, boy!"

"Besides," Bobby continues a little more calmly, "you need me."

"What do you mean?" Dean asks curiously.

"You're playing wounded." Bobby informed, "tell me, how many hallucinations have you had so far?"

Sam looked at Dean curiously, but Dean shrugged it off and looked at Bobby.

"How'd you know?" Dean asked.

"Because that's what happens when you've got Hellhounds on your butt! And because I'm smart." Bobby clarified.

He then handed Dean the piece he took from the engine, letting him reattach it.

"I'll follow." Bobby said simply as he walked off toward his car with his hands in his pockets.

"And don't be stoppin' to see every ten minutes either!" He called to Sam and Dean as the stared off after him, impressed.

Sam then looked at Dean and shrugged before getting back in the car to let Dean fix his car. Sam had always thought of Bobby as part of the family, so it was weird that Bobby felt he needed to remind them.

But now they had Clay, so their family just got a little bit bigger. Sam only hoped that he was okay.

Well, I figured I'd give you 2 chapters in 1 night to get you all one step closer to seeing Clay again. Haha. Only because you guys have been so amazing to me. :D

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