Dean, Sam, Brian and I walked into the kitchen. I had an idea of what Dean was thinking and I hoped he was right. I really wanted to find Danny and get everyone else out of here. It was bad enough that we had lost Ted; we didn't need anymore innocent lives on our hands. Sam and Dean started busting a hole in the wall, allowing light to shine into a shaft. "Could've kept her hidden here for years. Kept her fed, nobody would ever know." Sam says. I nodded my head and replied, "With the dumbwaiter he never would have even had to see the kid himself. No wonder she is so feral after having no human interaction. I feel sorry for her, but she shouldn't have killed Ted." He had never done anything to the girl, so why did she kill him?
Brian flinched back before he started yelling into the shaft, "Danny! Danny!" I really hope he is done there, perfectly safe. Dean then shined his flashlight into the shaft. "Watch out, I'm going down." Dean said. Brian looked at him confused. "No. That's my son," he replied. While Danny was his son Dean was more equipped to deal with this sort of thing. "I know it is, but I said that I would get him. I will. Let me." Dean told us. He walked closer to the hole and looked up and down the shaft. Before he could climb in I grabbed him and said, "Be careful Dean we need you." Dean nodded his head, and then climbs down the side. "Hey, you got curtains? We need rope," Sam asks Brian. Rope would help Dean get up and down the shaft easier. Brian left us to go get the curtains while Sam held a light for Dean.
"I really hope he finds Danny. This family came here for a new start and are now dealing with this, it's messed up." I tell Sam. He turns toward me but keeps the light shinning for Dean. I can tell he's just as upset, about this whole mess, as I am. "I know those kids don't deserve to be messed up like this. And losing a kid can't be easy. But unfortunately life likes to screw us that way. Look at us...you, me, Dean, Bobby we don't deserve what we've been through. That's why we do what we do to protect people from the things we've seen. " Sam told me. I sighed knowing he was right, but it didn't change how I felt. "I know Sam, we hunt things and save people, but this isn't a thing it's a little girl gone feral because of how she was treated growing up. I feel like we should be trying to help her too, I just don't how we would." I replied.
Sam was a little surprised at first; however he realized that I made a good point. "You're right babe, I wish we could save her. The thing is though she has committed two murders and there is no going back from that. Only thing we can do is get this family out of here and call the right people to see if they can help, that is if we don't end up having to kill the girl." Sam said giving me a one-armed hug. Brian comes back and hands us the curtains. Sam drops them down the shaft for Dean and hopefully Danny. Sam looks down in the shaft and yells, "Danny." That must mean that Danny was down there and he was okay. That made me smile and feel a little better.
Danny tied the rope around himself and yelled up at Sam, "Okay" Sam turns towards us and tells us to pull. Brian and I begin to help Sam pull on the curtains/rope. "Come on, buddy. Come on, buddy. Don't look back, Danny. Just come on, come." Brian says as we hoist Danny up. I was so glad Danny was okay. He soon emerged from the shaft. "Come on. You okay? It's okay." Brian asked Danny. He seemed okay to me if only a little worse for wear. "Get him out of here. You gotta go." Sam said. I looked at Brian and Danny telling them the same thing.
Danny and Brian left and Sam goes back to shinning the light down the shaft. "Where's Dean?" I asked. Sam looked at me wondering the same thing. We then hear a gun shot and decided to climb down to him. "Dean are you okay?" I ask. "Yeah turns our Ms. Crazy had a brother, had to shot him." Dean replies. Dean, Sam, and I climb out of the shaft. We then head toward the front door so we can make sure everyone else is okay. When we walk out the door we see the girl's body. I sighed and shook my head. I had really hoped we could get her some help, once the others were safe of course.
Dean jacked up the car so he could replace the tires on the Impala. Sam walked over to me knowing I was upset. "Hey look I know your upset about the kids dying, but we didn't have a choice they were attacking Dean and the others had to defend themselves." Sam said before hugging me. I leaned my head into his chest and wrapped my arms around his stomach loosely. I knew he was right, that didn't make me feel any less sorry for the kids however. I didn't say anything, just stood there enjoying Sam's warmth. Dean soon let the jack down on the car. Sam let go of me and walked over to the car. He grabbed Dean's duffel and threw it in the backseat so Dean could put the jack and stuff back up. I stood there with my hands in my pockets, as Brian and Susan walk over to us.
"Thanks for the head start." Dean said. Brian and Susan were going to let us leave before calling the police. "Why doesn't it surprise me you guys don't like the police?" Brian asked. "It's part of our charm." I told him trying to smile. "It's sort of a mutual-appreciation thing, really." Sam replied. Dean then shook hands with Brian while I gave Susan a quick hug. "Well, thank you." Brian said. For once getting thanked was not something I was happy about. "Thank you," Susan told us. I really wish they would stop that. Yes, I was glad that they were safe and that no more of their family had died, but two feral kids raised by a monster had to die for that to happen. The whole situation was messed up and I didn't feel we deserved to be thanked for it. "You okay?" Dean asked. "No, we're the opposite of okay, but we're together." Susan replied as Brian grabbed her hand. I knew that feeling and nodded grabbing Sam's hand. "Thanks," Susan says one last time. Dean nodded and then we all got in the Impala.
While we headed down the road Dean stopped and got us food. I was grateful because I was starving. Dean pulled over so we could get out and enjoy our food. Sam walked over to Dean's side of the car with the food as I got out of the backseat on Dean's side. Sam handed me a burger and I unwrapped it. Dean had done the same, but then wrapped his back up. I was a little curious as to the upset and understanding coming from Dean. I lowered my burger not taking a bite more concerned with Dean than my food. "You okay?" Sam asked. "Seriously Dean what's up?" I asked sitting my burger on the hood. "You know, I felt for those sons of bitches back there. Lifelong torture turns you into something like that." Dean replied.
I knew exactly where this conversation was headed. I felt Dean's sorrow, self-loathing, and anger well up inside him. "You were in hell, Dean. Look, maybe you did what you did there, but you're not them. They were barely human." Sam told him. While Sam was right I still felt sorry for those kids and Dean. "Yeah, you're right. I wasn't like them. I was worse. They were animals, Sam, defending territory. Me? I did it for the sheer pleasure." Dean told him. That one really caught me off guard. Although, it made sense, after being tortured and torturing yourself you eventually become a demon yourself. Was that what Dean was heading toward before the angels saved him? "What?" Sam asked. "I enjoyed it, Sam. They took me off the rack, and I tortured souls, and I liked it. All those years, all that pain. Finally getting to deal some out yourself. I didn't care who they put in front of me. Because that pain I felt, it just slipped away. No matter how many people I save, I can't change that. I can't fill this hole. Not ever." Dean replied.
I shook my head and hugged him before replying, "You listen here Dean Winchester, you are not the monster you think you are. You did what you had to, to survive and yes you may have enjoyed it, but those souls were in hell not heaven so it isn't like they didn't belong down there okay? You have Sam and me, and you didn't deserve to be down there or go through all the shit you have, but with time and us I promise you that hole you think won't be filled, will be." Dean hugged me back and whispered, "I hope your right." I could tell Sam was glad I was there for them. He hadn't known what to say to his brother, but he was grateful I stepped up and said something.
After hunting for a month straight and having to kill two children who were forced to become monsters to survive, I was tired beyond belief. I knew Dean had been running from his confession the previous month, but now it made more sense; he was trying to atone for the awful things he had done and enjoyed. While it wasn't his fault he became what he did, nothing I said would convince him otherwise. I felt sorry for Dean and wished there was more I could do to help him, but there was nothing I could do. We were heading down the road looking for a motel to stay in so we could get some rest. I had told Dean that I understood his incessant need to hunt, but it was going to get us killed due to lack of sleep. He finally relented and agreed to take a few days and let us rest.
"Hey Dean up there on the right a motel 6," Sam pointed out. I smiled and said, "They'll leave the light on for us." I couldn't help it; I hoped cracking a joke would ease the tension we all felt. "Haha smartass we want the light out if we're going to sleep." Dean replied. I stuck my tongue out at him and blew a raspberry. Sam chuckled at my childish antics knowing what it was I was trying to do. Dean pulled into the motel's parking lot and went in to get us a couple of rooms. I didn't really like leaving Dean alone, but he felt Sam and I should have our own room in case we wanted to "bump uglies" and I had no real argument after that.
I sat in the car my head lend against the front seat waiting on Dean. I was so exhausted I probably wouldn't even change clothes. When Dean returned he handed us a key to the room next to his. "They're connected so it's almost like we're in the same room." Dean told us. That makes me feel a little better about not sharing a room. I took the room key so that Sam could get our bags. I opened the door looked at the queen sized bed and let out a sigh of relief. "I could sleep for days." I told Sam as I took off my shoes. He closed the door behind us and I slid my jeans down my legs and took my bra off before climbing into the bed. It was as comfortable as it looked; considering I'd mostly been sleeping in the Impala it was pretty comfy. Sam chuckled and got into bed beside me. I cuddled up to his side and was asleep in minutes.
I woke up the next morning to the smell of coffee. While it was the coffee in the hotel room I was still grateful for it. "Thank you Sam," I said grabbing my cup. Sam smiled at me and replied, "Anything for you babe." I laughed at how corny he sounded. While Sam was always sweet he only got corny when he wanted to see me laugh. "So did you sleep good?" I asked. Sam took a sip of his coffee and nodded. "Yeah it was nice being in a bed and not in the backseat of the Impala. Plus it's much easier to cuddle with you in a real bed. I missed doing that." Sam told me. It was true we had been sleeping in a regular bed together off and on before the month long hunting trip that wouldn't let us sleep more than an hour or two at a time; we both had missed regular beds and showering somewhere that wasn't a truck stop.
"Well I'm going to wash the road funk off assuming you haven't why don't you join me?" I asked Sam as I walked toward the bathroom taking my shirt and boy-short underwear off. Sam smirked like he always did when I got his motor humming. He was undressed and in the bathroom with me in seconds. I adjusted the water temperature as he held my hips and trailed kisses up my back. Once the water was ready I leaned into Sam allowing him to massage my breast before pulling away and getting in the shower. I stood under the spray enjoying the hot water cascading down my body. My hair was wet enough to wash so Sam grabbed the shampoo and squirted it into his hand.
I stepped out from under the water and he began rubbing the shampoo into my scalp making me let out a moan. It felt so good having his hands run through my hair massaging my scalp. When he stopped I let out a whine, but stepped back under the water to rinse my hair out. While I was rinsing my hair Sam had got a wash cloth wet and soapy so he could wash me off. He started out slow rubbing my neck and shoulders before tracing my collarbones, washing my arms and moving onto my chest. He took his time washing my breast gently squeezing my nipples through the cloth. My breath picked up as my arousal went up. I didn't know how Sam was going so slow it was like torture having his hands on me, but doing nothing. He washed my belly, and then started down my left leg. Sam washed all the way down avoiding my inner thigh teasing me even more. He washed my foot and the started on the other leg at my foot first. I was looking down at him the entire time and could see he was just as aroused as I was.
Once he got to the top he turned me around and washed my back. When he got to my butt he took his time washing each cheek. I let out a moan at how sensual it all felt. I was enjoying the slow torture he was giving me knowing it would be worth it in the end. When Sam was done he turned me back around and washed my inner thighs slowly moving toward my sex. When he began to wash me there the roughness of the cloth felt amazing against my clit. Sam stood up once he was done and kissed me pushing me under the water so that the soap could rinse off. I wrapped my arms around him and moaned into the kiss. Sam pulled away and I began washing him using the same slow tortuous moves that he had used on me.
When he was rinsed off I took his cock in my mouth and swirled my tongue around. He leaned his head against the shower wall and groaned. I continued to suck and lick his cock for a few minutes before he grabbed me and pulled me up giving me a kiss. I wrapped my arms and legs around him and he pushed me into the wall so he could have better leverage. Sam slid his cock into my sex and I let out a sigh having missed the feeling. We had only had the chance to have a quickie one time while on the road and because we had waited so long our arousal was through the roof. "God I've missed this." I said as he started slowly moving in and out of me.
Sam was kissing my neck and said, "Me to, you feel so amazing." He continued thrusting slowly so we could take the time to enjoy it. He began kissing me again and I dug my nails into his back slightly at the pleasure I felt. I could feel my orgasm beginning to build in the pit of my stomach. The heat and tension I felt was growing stronger. The angle Sam had me at allowed him to rub against my clit with every thrust he made. I soon came undone feeling the tension release and the warmth spread through my body. When I began to come down from my orgasm Sam picked up the speed and hardness of his thrusts. I moaned into his mouth loving the feel of his tongue battling mine for dominance while his cock slammed into me again and again. He balanced one hand against the wall so that he could use the other to flick and roll my nipple causing me even more pleasure. I held on tight to his shoulders as his thrust became erratic. I was close to orgasm again and I could tell he was too. I pulled him closer and whispered in his ear, "Cum for me Sam." It was his and my undoing. After we came down and caught our breaths he released me so I was standing on my own.
Sam got out and went to our duffle bags while I stayed in the bathroom and dried off. He brought me a pair of jeans with a rip at the knee that happened during a hunt, a black Metallica tank top and flannel with clean under garments. It was a miracle he had even found any sense we had only done laundry maybe once or twice in the past month. Sam and I were dressed so we walked out of the bathroom door as Dean walked in the door connecting our rooms. "Umm I brought food." Dean said looking between us. I took the bacon and egg biscuit he handed me telling him thanks. "So did you two enjoy your shower together?" Dean asked. He was such a goofball sometimes and also a little pervy. But hey that was what made Dean who he was. "Wouldn't you like to know?" I replied with a smirk. "Well yeah I mean a girl like you is way out of Sam's league. I gotta know what it is that he does to keep you around." Dean joked. "Haha very funny Dean." Sam replied.
I was glad we finally had a moment to sit down relax and not worry about a hunt. Dean had run us all to death in his quest for atonement and I for one was happy to sit here and eat my food in peace. I could tell Sam was glad as well. We all needed the rest we had been running on fumes. Even Dean hadn't had nightmares the night before because he was so exhausted. This little pit stop is what all of us needed to recharge our batteries. Sam, Dean, and I spent the whole day together just talking and joking not worrying about finding a hunt. We went out to eat that night and enjoyed a nice quiet dinner for the first time in a long time. When we got back to our rooms Sam and I made love again before going to sleep. I knew the day after tomorrow we would be back to hunting, but being able to sleep in a regular bed for three nights and actually relax for a couple days made me okay with it.