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."

73. Chapter 73

Dean's jaw dropped. "What – oh, hell! Wiley!"

"Wiley, look up!" Sam shouted, horror-struck. "Wiley! Run!"

It was too late.

Alarmed, Wiley looked up. He started to run, then, with a galvanic shudder, stopped dead, flamethrower dropping from his hands as an amorphous cloud surrounded and settled into his body.

"Oh, fuck me sideways!" Dean groaned. "There's two of the bastards?"

Mouth set in a grim line, Sam hauled Dean to his feet, prepared to beat feet the hell out of there.

"Geelie, love."

At the sound of what was demonstrably not Wiley's voice, the brothers turned to look at him.