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Fire	By : Vire Category: Supernatural > Slash - Male/Male Views: 4791 -:- Recommendations : 1 -:- Currently Reading : 1
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Dean silently dumped his stuff on the motel room. His shoulders aching with tension. The car ride had been hell. Two days stewing in awkward silence and things left unsaid. Secrets crawling between them and ripping up their already fragile bond. If it could still be called that. With every betrayal he found himself wondering what it would be like without Sam. If he had never gone to get Sam at college and let him have his life. If he had let Sam cut himself out of his life.

He was tired of this back and forth and for once in his life he started to wonder what it would be like if he cut his losses. It made him feel selfish. Sam was like a son to him. Since the first time his mother had placed him in his arms Sam had been his. Even when traveling with dad, looking out for an infant Sammy had never felt like a burden. Never felt like it was chocking him like this even when they barely had room to breathe in the places they stayed and were together so often it was often joked they were attached to the hip.

He stole into the shower just as Sam entered the room behind him. He rinsed himself off and quickly changed his clothing. “I’ll go check out the town. See what’s what with the locals. You do your computer mojo.” He told Sam as he grabbed his wallet, not bothering with the car keys. He wasn’t going to be driving.

“Yeah sure. You gonna be long?” Sam asked as he unpacked his own bag, Grabbing his laptop and settling down at the table.

Dean shrugged. “Don’t know. I’ll grab dinner on the way back. You want anything in particular?”

Sam booted up his laptop. Fingers clacking on the keyboard as he did his thing. “Pizza. Getting a bit sick of diner food.”

Dean nodded silently and walked out, letting the door slam behind him. He leaned against the door, taking a moment to just breath the fresh air. He gazed at the black shiny beauty in front of her. Playing with the idea of just getting in the car and just drive. Drive and drive until he ran out of gas and then simply drive some more. Leaving all their troubles behind. No Horsemen creating havoc and preparing for Lucifers arrival. No demons and breaking seals. No Sam and his dark secrets. Just him and the road.

He shook his head. He was responsible for this mess. He was the only one that could stop this apparently, so he owed it to the people to see it done. Too many families were torn up already. He ached for his father. Who even at his most lost still seemed to have the strength to move forward. No matter how bad the pain or how horrible the circumstances. When it came down to it he never faltered, never failed to guide them along. He just wished he had the same strength,

He started moving, going down to a couple of local watering holes. He put on his charm, heard out the locals. Walking through the same routines he had all his life. Charm the locals, ply them with drinks, ask the right questions, make the right connections. He couldn’t remember it ever taking this much energy. Too tired, too much weight.

On the way back he got a couple of pizza’s that were going to taste like cardboard and ashes anyway. He quietly let himself in, placing the pizza’s on the table. “Looks like the trouble started in the centre and is moving outwards. They’d call it an epidemic but the diseases sound like different things.”

Sam looked up from his computer. His body language secretive and closed off. Dean frowned at his brother. Noticing something red at his lips. “You bite your lip or something.”

“Um. I guess so.” Sam’s answer was hurried as he wiped at his mouth. “Anyway. Seems like you are right. First cases started at the center of town and slowly started spreading outwards. But guess this. Only males are affected.”

Dean moved his shoulders, trying to loosen them a bit as he shoved a pizza Sam’s way. “You got a patient zero?” He asked as he took a bite of his own pizza. He was wrong. It didn’t taste like cardboard and ashes. It tasted more like slime. He forced the bite down and put down the rest of the pizza.
“Yeah. He’s in a coma though. The initial symptoms are all different but the victims are all going comatose within a day. CDC is already on it but has no clue as to what it is. I’ve been looking through lore. But I think Pestilence is our best bet. Haven’t found anything else it could be,” Sam bit into his own pizza as he frowned.
“Guess we’ll be interviewing tomorrow then. Cas check in yet?” Dean asked as he forced the rest of the first piece down. He glared at the rest. Contemplating just tossing the entire thing. Sam would probably kick up a fuss though. He was already eyeing him oddly.
“Nahh. Not yet. Probably busy or still checking things out.” Sam stated quietly. “You feeling okay?”
“Just not that hungry.” Dean stated as he took another bite of his pizza. “Tired.” He had been driving two days straight. That was a good reason to be tired, right?
Sam nodded accepting the answer. “I’ll do some more research. You can go to sleep.”
“Yeah, think I’ll go do that.” He laid down on the bed, knowing he wouldn’t be able to sleep anyway. It was a good excuse to simply shut up and not talk though. And he was going to take it. It was a couple of hours later when he heard Sam go to the bathroom and slip into the other bed. Dean turned unto his back and stared at the ceiling. It was going to be a long night.
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