SPN100 DRABBLE CHALLENGE: DEADLY INCLINATIONS

by SupernaturallyEgocentric

What is the new and deadly horror that haunts the night? Will Sam and Dean be able to destroy it before it takes a new victim? Some light brotherly love, so if that's not your thing, don't read.) This fic is set in fairly early days, I'd say age-wise early twenties for the boys. An oof-shoot of "Mi Corazon."

40. Chapter 40

Even half asleep, when Dean heard Wiley's low whisper, he knew damn well what was coming, so when Sam surged to his feet, Dean reached out, grabbed his brother's hand and jerked him down onto the bed.

"Dean!" Startled, Sam tried to get back up.

Dean kept him there. "Wiley's right," he said in a low voice. "Do it."

Sam threw Wiley an angry glance. "We can find another way-"

Dean cut him off. "Four dead kids. Four. There's nothing important than getting this freak dead." He squeezed Sam's hand, hard. "Whatever it takes, Sammy. Just get it done."