Chapter 13
"Dean, did you shoot her?" Sam demands when he sees Dean emerge from the trees with Lina in his arms. Dean walks over and stops in front of Sam.
"Can you walk?" Dean asks.
Sam slides onto his knees and then rises into a standing position. He wobbles momentarily, but with the aid of a tree he regains his balance. Dean nods his head and then walks in front of him. Sam quickly grabs Lina's towel and bag and then rushes to catch up to Dean.
"Dean! Did you shoot Lina?!" Sam asks again. Dean remains silent for a moment before answering.
"I guess."
"You guess?!" Sam nearly screams.
"Sam, calm down. It was only rock salt," Dean speaks unconcerned, "I wouldn't have been able to catch up with her otherwise."
Sam has the sudden urge to punch the back of Dean's head. He sighs and rubs both hands over his face. His breath catches in his throat when he sees Lina's hair hanging over Dean's arm.
"Dean, are we really going to kidnap this girl?"
"Yep," Dean says matter-of-factly, "We're going to Bobby's house." He then comes to an abrupt stop causing Sam to walk right into him.
"Dude," Sam mutters. Dean ignores his words and turns around to speak to him.
"If I wanted her dead I wouldn't have shot the spirit that was dragging her into the lake. Anyway, we're not kidnapping her. We're locking her up so she doesn't get in the way."
"Get in the way of what?" Sam questions.
"Destroying the spirit of course," Dean replies, "Turns out you were right little brother."
"I was?" Sam responds, shocked at his brother's acknowledgement.
"Let's head to Bobby's house and then we'll talk more. I have a lot of questions for you," Dean grunts as he lifts Lina over his shoulder and continues walking forward, "She might look small, but she's not as light as you'd think."