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Chapter 2- Who's a Whore
I tried to fight the darkness, that overwhelmed me. In and out of consciousness, I tossed and turn. Hearing the voices of people around me, I fought to hear the words they spoke, but the darkness continued to overwhelm me.
"Dean, why do you keep staring at him like that? Do you know him?" Sam asked.
"What? No, he just...no, I don't know him." Dean said unconvincingly.
"Ruben, who is he?" Sam asked.
"He's...look, he's just like you Sam, Azazel want's him, the way he wants you. You have to protect him, you need to keep him safe from Azazel!" Ruben said, hiding more important information.
"Your not telling us everything! What aren't you telling us?" Dean demanded.
"I'm telling you all you need to know, he's important for the mission your father, and mother left for you." Ruben said cryptically.
Dean grabbed the famous knife, (Well known as Ruby's Knife, that kills a demon instantly) and grabs Ruben pushing him against the wall, and holding the knife to his neck.
"I'm only going to ask you this one more time, what aren't you telling us?" Dean asked, angrily.
"Dean, come on, don't do this!" Sam said, anxiously.
"Look, I only know so much! I know you don't trust me, and that's fine. But we both have jobs to do, and right now yours is to protect him. He's an innocent, and a powerful one at that, if you allow Azazel to get his hands him, your handing the demons what they need to win. Up till now, you've always believed Azazel was working alone. That he held all the cards, but I've come to learn that he's working for Lilith. Lilith is holding all the cards, and she wants him, and Sam together. That's all I'm going to say, so if your done playing the big man, I need to go. I need to go find out what's going on out there, and if Azazel is any where close to finding us right now." Ruben said, pushing Dean off him.
"I know your keeping something important from us, something more important that knowing Azazel is working with that bitch Lilith. I swear to you I'm going to find out, and when I do...let's just say you don't want to be around." Dean said angrily.
"You do what you have to do, and so will I!" Ruben said.
"Ruben, what are we suppose to do with him? I mean, we're hunters, not babysitters." Sam asked.
"Sam, please, trust me. You need him, and he needs you. He can't fall into the wrong hands, and they want him, as bad as they want you. Just keep him with you, till I can figure out where to keep him safe. If there is such a place, now that Azazel found him, after all these years, there is no way of stopping him from trying to get his hands on him.
I know you're an asshole Dean, but could you try being nice to the kid, he just lost his parents, he watched them die. You can relate to that, so go easy on him, till I can figure something else out." Ruben said walking to the door.
"Just what are we supposed to tell him, when he wakes up?" Sam asked.
"Tell him everything, he needs to know. He is going to have to be ready, they're coming for him." Ruben answered.
"Wait a second Ruben, you said Azazel found him after all these years. That means you've always known about this kid...What the hell are you playing at, what's your game?" Dean demanded.
"I never said I didn't know about this kid, but before now, no one knew about him. Now that's all changed. That's why we went to protect him. No one was suppose to ever find him, but now the cat is out of the bag. Focus on teaching him, and I'll worry about the rest." Ruben answered, before opening the door to walk out.
My nightmare returned, only something was off, this was more real to me. Although I knew I was dreaming, I knew this nightmare was real. I knew I watched my parents being murdered. I was helpless, I couldn't save them. I couldn't do anything, but then I did something, something I don't understand. I blew those men away, but I blew them away to late. It's all my fault, I could have saved them and I didn't. The nightmare replayed again and again, till finally I screamed, and shot up out of bed.
"Hey, you okay, your safe. Relax, you're just having a nightmare." Sam said.
"Who are you guys? Where am I?" I asked, nervously.
"My name is Sam, and this is my brother Dean. We're in a hotel room, in Michigan." Sam explained.
"Why am I here, what do you guys want with me?" I asked, scared of what's going on here. I mean this Sam guy seems nice enough, but his brother is staring at me, with a look I don't quite understand. It was like he was looking at a ghost, or something.
"Look, your safe with us. We're the good guys, so to speak. There's a lot of things we have to explain, but maybe you should get some rest first. By the way, what`s your name?" Sam said.
"My name is Brody, and I'm not tired. I want answers, and just cause you say you're the good guys, doesn't mean you are. And why do you keep staring at me like that?" I demanded.
"You just look like someone...someone I used to know." Dean answered.
"Really? Who does he look like?" Sam asked, confused.
"Never mind who I look like, can you please explain to me, what the hell is going on? Who were those men that killed my parents? What do they want from me? And who are the people that man, Azazel I think, who are the people he said are my real parents? Do you know the answers to these questions? If not, I'm out of here, cause I need to find out. I want this bastard to pay, to pay for killing my family!" I shouted.
"Wait a second, what exactly did Azazel say to you?" Sam asked.
"He said I was one of his boys, whatever that means. That his blood runs through my veins. That he murdered my birth mother and father, and now my parents. So do you know what he was talking about?" I said, I watched them exchange a look, I didn't understand.
"Alright, well, there's no easy way to say this, so I'm just going to come out and say it. Azazel, is a demon. Those guys that were with him, are demons. We're demon hunters." he began.
"Demon what? Are you insane?" I asked.
"Yeah, we know what it sounds like, but it's the truth. Our parents, and generations before them, have all been hunters. Azazel, killed our parents too. He want's me, the way he want's you. He chooses certain kids, and feeds them his blood, giving them supernatural powers, to do his bidding. What his end game is, we haven't figured that out yet." Sam explained further.
"He fed us blood? What are you talking about, I've never drank anyone's blood!" I wanted to say more, but this is crazy, can what he's saying be true? I mean, I have these powers I don't understand. Could I have gotten it them, from Azazel's blood. Could these guy's really be Demon hunters? More like supermodels! Okay Brody, don't go there.
"Look kid, this is our reality. It sounds crazy, but it's only the beginning. This demon is not going to stop coming for you, and right now, we're all the protection you have." Dean finally spoke, and his word gave me no comfort.
"I can't believe this, I can't believe this day from hell. First my parents drop this bomb on me, that I'm not really their son. Only to find out this "Demon" is after me, not only that but fed me his blood. That I have these powers, because of it. Now, I'm being protected from these demons by the Hardy boys! But it doesn't stop there, no, first I find out my real parents were murdered, one killed for being in the wrong place at the wrong time, and my birth father, dying in the place of someone he loves. Then the two people I love more than anything in this world, the people I called my parents, get killed in front of me, and it's all my fault. So you want to tell me, how it can worse than that? Huh, DEAN? You want to tell me how this is only the beginning? Cause quite frankly, I don't see how it can get any worse!" I shouted at him, and began crying. I turned my head away, not wanting them to watch the tears rolling down my cheeks.
"This is how it can get a lot worse!" Azazel said, busting through the door. My heart fell into my stomach, I wanted to scream, but I lump was suddenly stuck in my throat. I froze where I stood, my blood began boiling. My heart began beating a million times per minute.
A million emotions running through my head, Run! Jump out the window! Do something! Then I saw my parents face, saw Azazel waving his hand, and their necks suddenly breaking. The sound filled my ears, which now began pounding.
Anger began filling me up, how could I want to run? My father would never want me to back down, especially someone who murdered them.
Dean already had Ruben's knife in his hands, but Azazel saw it the second he walked in. He waved his hand sending Dean flying against the wall, and held him suspended in air. Sam held out his hand, and looked like he was straining himself, like his head was going to explode. He became so red, and his nose began bleeding.
Azazel began coughing out black smoke, I didn't understand what was happening. The more he coughed, the more black smoke came out. But Azazel sucked the smoke back in, and Sam fell to his knees.
"I gave you, your powers boy! Do you really think you can use them on me?" Azazel said to Sam. It was in this moment, that I finally realized that Sam and Dean, really were the good guys, I mean why would he hurt them, if they were working with him? He wouldn't, and he just said he gave some his powers, the same way Sam said he gave me mine. I couldn't save my parents, I wasn't going to let him hurt them. I could make up, for not saving my parents, I could do something right, something good with these gifts, as my Pa called it. Sam, and Dean were trying to protect me, I couldn't let them get killed over me.
"Leave them alone! It's me you want, just do what you want with me, but leave them be!" I shouted.
"Kid! Shut up!" Dean spoke through gritted teeth.
"Let the boy speak Dean, I'm curious to hear what he has to say. Go on!" Azazel said in a voice so blaze.
"You killed my parents, both sets of them. I want you to suffer, suffer something so miserable, so horrible, every second of your miserable existence. And after that, I want you to burn in the fire pits of hell!" I began.
"Oh, do go on! You've got a fire in your eyes, just like your mother! You do have her eye's after all, like I said before, you look exactly like her. It brings such joy to my eyes, to be looking at the spitting image of her. I truly didn't want to kill her, no she was one of my truest favorites, I wanted to keep her around for a long time." he said laughingly.
"You sick son of a bitch! Leave him alone! I swear I'll kill you myself, I swear to God I will!" Sam shouted.
"Don't be jealous Sam, your still my absolute favorite boy." Azazel waved his hand, sending Sam flying against the wall, next to Dean.
"What do you want? What do you want with any of us, you sick bastard? I've never hated anyone in my whole life, I've never wanted someone dead, the way I want you dead. Slow and painful, I want you screaming as you are being tortured to death." I spat out, I was so angry I could spit fire.
"What I want doesn't matter! What is mine, is what matters, and you, like Sam, belong to me. Now, you've been hidden from me for 20 long years. To much time has been wasted, I need you to be strong, to know what your fully capable of doing, if your to do, what I'm going to make you do. It's time for you to come with me, it's time to begin your training." Azazel spoke excitedly.
My head was pounding now, I could feel that energy rising within me. If I could do what I did at my house, knock him out, I could buy us sometime to get away from him.
"I'm not going anywhere with you! Do you really think I would do anything you said, do you really think I'll let you use me. I'd rather be dead, then ever do your bidding." I spat at him.
"Do you really think you have a choice? Look at them, hanging there. Do you realize the power in which I wield? There is so much you don't know, so much you have yet to learn. They've only hurt you, by placing you on that little hick farm. They've only hindered you, and in no way helped you. Which only makes things easier on me, you're like putty in my hands. Not like Sam here, being bread his hole life on being a hunter. When in the end, my kids always do as I say." Azazel continued to gloat.
Sam and Dean continued to struggle to break free, to no avail. I had on last question I wanted to ask, before I finally tried something on him.
"I have one question for you, who are my parents? My birth parents, what were there names?" I demanded.
Azazel, began to laugh. A cold, dark, menacing laugh. It gave me chills, up and down my spine. I wanted to hit him so hard, to punch him into next week. But, I waited to hear his answer, I needed to know.
"You don't know! I can't believe they hid you, and never told you anything. That makes this situation, even more sweeter, you don't even know. Your parents were fools, they've hand delivered you to me. They made it so easy for me, this is fantastic! I feel as though, I've won the lottery. They've left you with no ties, no one to love you, and no one for you to love. The easiest kind of prey, you'll be begging me too...(cough) ahhh!" he began screaming, and coughing up that black smoke.
I couldn't take his words anymore, I began squeezing his throat using my mind. I knew I couldn't control my powers, as much as I would have liked to in this moment. But I was doing the best I could, with what I have.
"You killed all my parents, and you stand and laugh, telling me you feel like you've won the lotto! It's time I do the world a favor, it's time I kill you." as I spoke the words, I couldn't believe it was me talking. What's happened to me? Is this really my life?
I could feel a different pressure pushing back at me, I knew he was doing something, I just had no idea what it was. Until it was to late, and I was sent crashing through the window. I landed on my back, my head cutting on the window glass. I could feel the blood running down my head, as I moved to get up. I could hear him speaking to Dean now.
"Before I leave, and head after the boy. It's time I get rid of you Dean! You're father isn't around to save you this time. It's time I get rid of you, a constant thorn in my side. Goodbye Dean Winchester, say hi to daddy!" as he spoke, held his hand up and began chocking Dean, without touching him. I could hear Dean coughing, gasping for air. Azazel stood in front of him, laughing, while Sam struggled harder to try and help his brother.
A dark fury flooded me, promising to engulf me. I jumped back through the window, I was headed straight toward Azazel, as I saw Ruben's knife on the ground, I picked it up and continued running at him, hitting him hard sending him flying into the wall.
I pulled back the knife, ready to plunge it into him.
"This is for my parents! Rot in hell you son of a bitch!" I shouted.
Right as the knife hit his chest, a light started to glow, he was pushing back the knife, while I tried to plunge it into him, but before I even got the knife all the way through, the black smoke began to bore out of his mouth. Flying into the air, and then disappearing. Sam and Dean fell to the ground.
Dean grabbing hold of his neck, and gasping for breath. Sam running to his side, to make sure he was okay.
I sat there, holding the knife, looking at the dead body before me. Tears welling in my eyes, I killed someone, demon or not, I killed someone. I didn't know how I felt, or to feel.
I avenged my parents, but did I lose myself in the process.
The tears came running down, I felt like I couldn't breath.
"Brody, it's okay. You saved all our asses!" Sam said, putting a hand on my shoulder.
"I just killed someone...it's not okay!" I shouted.
"You didn't kill him, he's far from dead. He just left this body, he'll be back in a new one. We have to get out of here." Sam said.
"What are you talking about, this guy is dead? That black smoke left his body, he's dead!" I said, confused.
"Look, kid, that's what demons do, they only use a human's body. Azazel, just left that body, he can't be killed with that knife. Other demons can, but he's to powerful." Dean said.
"So after a demon takes over a body, he leaves them dead?" I asked.
"Well.." Sam began, but Dean interrupted.
"Yes, they die. I'm going to tell you, the same thing I told Sam, from now on, you don't use your powers. They come from that demon, and the more you use them, the less human you become...Well, just don't use them. Okay?" he actually sounded like he cared, just for a split second.
"Don't use my powers? Does that mean, I'm staying with you? I mean after the two of you almost getting killed, because of me. Why?" I asked, surprised.
"We almost get killed on a regular basis, this is just a normal day for us. If you were here, or not, we would still be risking our lives. It's what we do, it's who we are. You heard Azazel, he want's me, the same way he wants you. It's our job to protect you, so that's what we're going to do. Now, lets get out of here." Sam said.
"Can we go back to my home? I mean, I know I can't stay there, but maybe I could get some stuff?" I asked, as they began to gather their things.
"That's out of the question, kid!" Dean answered.
"Dean, come on, let's just let him get some of his stuff." Sam, tried to convince him.
"Were we just at the same party? Azazel has a hard on for the two of you, and you want to go back to his place? Are you nuts? What kind of kool-aid are you drinking?" Dean shot back.
"Okay, two things, one! Stop calling me kid! Two, am I being held hostage?" I asked, angrily.
"No, your not a hostage." Sam answered.
"Then, I'm going back to my house, with or without you." I said, walking out toward the door.
"Hold on kid! We'll take you, but we're in and out, in 15 minutes." Dean said.
I smiled, then turned around and looked at them.
We drove back to my home, in silence. I sat in the back of a 1967 Black Chevy Impala, thinking about everything that's happened, and all the things that I've learned. Still hoping, I was going to wake up out of this nightmare. Dean, and Sam, weren't talking to one another at all. Sam, seemed mad at Dean for something, Dean was trying to keep things from me. Meanwhile, Dean, kept stealing glances in the rearview mirror at me. I must really look someone he knew, cause he kept looking at me like I was a ghost, come to haunt him.
We arrived a few hours later, at my house. My hands began to tremble, as I was about to see my parent's lifeless body, laying on the floor, of the living room.
We existed the car. Dean, and Sam's, eyes wondered round and round, searching for any sign of trouble.
"15 minutes, no longer. Sam, you go with him, I'll keep an eye out down here." Dean commanded.
We made our way to the front door, I took a deep breath, and entered.
To my utter horror, my parents bodies were gone.
"Where are they? Where are my parent's bodies?" I asked, panicked.
"I don't know, they must have taken them!" Sam answered, unsure.
"But, why? Don't tell me they're going to use their bodies, please!" I begged.
"I'm sorry, Brody, I just don't know. Come on, let's get your things and get out of here. It's not safe to be here, as it is." Sam said.
We quickly headed upstairs, and to my room. I grabbed a bag from under my bed, and filled it with some clothes and personal belongings. I grabbed a picture frame, of my parents and me, off my nightstand, and threw it in my bag. I went to my clothes, and pulled out a backpack, that had all my savings in it, and put it on. I took one last look at my room, unsure if I'd ever see it again.
"Sam? Can I ask you a question?"
"Sure!" he answered.
"Sam, what were you trying to say to me, when Dean stopped you?" I asked.
"It's nothing, don't worry about it." he answered.
"Sam, don't do that, don't be like him. I think I've showed that I can handle, all this craziness. I mean, I haven't fallen to pieces yet. Just tell me, is there another way to get the demon out of innocent people, without killing them?"
"Okay, your right. Dean isn't as bad as he seems, he just feels that if we use our powers, it's going to take away our humanity, and leave us more demon than human. Maybe he's right, I don't know. But the answer is yes, I've used my power to drag the demon out of the host body, and it's left the human alive." Sam said, putting his head down.
"I understand why Dean is doing that, it makes sense. But, isn't it worth it, if lives are saved in the process?" I asked.
"I'd like to think so. The times I have used my powers, to save a human, it's felt so good. I just don't understand how it can be bad, but then I wonder how much of me, is being lost in the process." Sam explained, looking relived to be able to talk to someone, about this.
"We'll, I won't tell Dean, if you don't." I laughed.
"Come on, we better get out of here. Do you have everything you need, cause I don't think we're ever coming back here?" Sam asked.
"I think so, I mean the only thing I really want is my parents. But we both know, that's not going to happen. I just wish I knew where their bodies are, it's not right. I'd like to give them a proper burial." I said, as tears began to stream down my face. He put his hand on my shoulder, comforting me.
"I'm sorry Brody, I'm really sorry. I know what it's like, and all I can say is, I'm sorry." his voice was soft, and gentle.
We headed back downstairs.
When we finally got outside, we found Dean, and another man fighting on the ground.
"Dean, that's enough, get off him!" Sam yelled.
But Dean, and the man continued fighting.
"You know who he is, just tell me who he is, I need to know!" Dean shouted between punches.
"I've told you all I can, enough of this crap Dean!" The other man shot back.
Sam went over to try and break them up, so I grabbed the other guy and lifted him up, while Sam took a hold of Dean.
"Ruben, how did you know we'd be here?" Sam asked.
"The same way, I always find you. If Dean can control himself for a minute, I have some major things to tell you." Ruben said, panting.
Dean, broke out of Sam's hold, and straightened his jacket.
"Go on, Ruben, what did you find out?" Sam, asked.
"It would seem, that Azazel is working for none other than Lilith. Not only do they have plans for you Sam, but Brody here plays a big part in the huge apocalypse to come." Ruben explained.
"A part in an apocalypse? What's that, like the end of the world type stuff?" I asked.
"Something like that, ya." Ruben answered.
Looking at Ruben, I suddenly felt a familiar twinge in my stomach. Like I knew him, or have seen him before.
"I know you, don't I?" I asked him.
"What? Me?" Ruben answered, gave me the impression, that I did know him.
"I remember you, I've seen you plenty of times, I know it. Who are you?" I demanded. I looked from him to Dean, and realized Dean had a huge smile on his face.
"You don't know me, but yes you've seen me around. I've been checking up on you, all your life. Making sure, that you're alright." Ruben finally answered.
"Why? What are you to me?" I asked.
"My responsibility! I made a promise to protect you with my life, a long time ago. I'm just looking to keep that promise." Ruben answered.
"A promise to who? My real parents? Who were they?" I demanded, getting up in his face.
"Doesn't matter, what matters now, is keeping you safe, and away from Lilith. If you think Azazel is bad, you won't want to get a load of Lilith." Ruben dodged the question.
"So that's it, your not going to tell him who his parents are? Why the big secret? What, would knowing who his parent's are, hurt anything?" Dean said angrily.
"A part of my promise, and this one I'm keeping." Before he could say another word, I hit him so hard, he went flying ten feet in the air, and landed on his ass. Dean started laughing, and Sam looked at me in shock.
I wasn't going to get any answers from these people, so I just turned around grabbed my stuff, and started walking down the drive way.
"Brody! Brody, where are you going?" Sam shouted.
"Stop him, it's not safe for him to be alone!" Ruben shouted.
"What's the matter Ruben, your a demon, since when do demons, keep promises?" Dean asked.
"I used to be human Dean! You keep Forgetting that. Sam, and him are far too important, if you're going to make any difference in the battle that lies ahead. I've got to go, I'm working on a place to keep him safe, but till then you've got to keep him with you.
Oh, and tell him, his parents bodies are buried in the cemetery in town. I took care of that earlier, this house will be kept for him, hopefully one day he'll be able to come back, and lead a normal life." Ruben explained.
"I don't understand you; you actually sound like you care about what happens to this kid! Why?" Dean demanded.
"Like I said, his real parents were my friends. I made a promise to them, and I intend to keep it. Now, get out of here, before Azazel puts himself back together, and returns. Sam, be careful, and watch out for Brody." Ruben said walking away.
"Come on Dean; let's go get him, before he gets too far." Sam said, hoping back into the car.
"You said you could handle him, one little boy you said, it'll be easy." Lilith said.
"The Winchesters got in the way, and the boy has more power than I would have ever thought. My finest work, if I do say so myself." Azazel gloated.
"You're finest work, in the Winchesters hands. Do They know that he's none other, than their brother?" Lilith asked.
"No, they've got no clue. Sam was too young to remember what his mother looked like, but Dean, he stares at him, as if seeing a ghost. It won't take them long to figure it out, and after that, they'll do anything to protect one another." Azazel groaned.
"Dean Winchester's time is almost up, he has less than six months, before his deal with the crossroads demon comes into effect. He'll be dead, and it will leave Sam, and Brody for the taking." a gleam in Azazel's eye.
"You'd better be right, because after Dean is gone, the last part of my plan comes into play. I will begin to open the 66 seals, and free Lucifer at last. The only way, that's going to happen, is with Sam and Brody Winchester." Lilith said.
"Then will give Brody time with the Winchester's to strengthen his power, before we take him back. What about Ruben?" Azazel asked.
"Don't worry about Ruben, I've got that all covered. Keep the Winchester's on their toes, that's all for now, you may go." Lilith ordered.
The Thunderbolt Farm-
"Kid, will you just get in the damn car already!" Dean shouted through the window.
"No! What do you guy's want with me, you've done your part, I can take care of myself. Just go!" I shouted, as I continued walking.
"We're not leaving you alone, now come on, get in kid!" Dean shouted.
"Stop calling me kid!" I shot back.
"Then quit acting like one, and get in the car!" Dean said annoyed.
Where was I going to walk to anyway, I have no place to go! What do I have to lose? I could learn all I can from the two of them, and then take care of myself.
"Fine, I'll go with you, just to learn what I need to know. Then I'm gone." I said, getting into the back seat of the car.
"Where are we going Dean?" Sam asked.
"We're going to see Bobby!" Dean answered.
"Who's Bobby?" I asked.
"An old friend of the family. But Dean, do you really think that's a good idea?" Sam asked.
"Why wouldn't it be?" Dean asked.
"We'll, it's just, you know how he is about people with abilities. Do you think it's a good idea, taking Brody there?" Sam asked again.
"Sam, it'll be fine. He won't do anything to Brody, we'll be there." Dean said cockily.
I was liking this Bobby, less and less. We rode the rest of the way in silence, at some point I must have fallen asleep. I could tell that a conversation was going on, so I tried to listen, before sleep completely engulfed me.
"He's not so bad, when he's sleeping." Dean smirked looking in the rearview mirror.
"Dean! Could you try and be a little nicer, he did just lose his parents." Sam said annoyed.
"What? What's wrong with the way I am? I treat you like this too." Dean said angrily.
"That's different, I'm your brother. I get you, he doesn't. Dean, he doesn't have anybody. He's been through a lot, and we know what it's like. We're all he has now, so for me, please, be nice." Sam pleaded.
"Alright, don't go getting all girly on me. I'll play nice, I promise." Dean said laughingly.
It was after that, that I dozed off.
I woke up hours later, to find us parking outside a bar.
"Are we there yet?" I asked, yawning.
"Did sleeping beauty finally wake up?" Dean teased.
"You've been out for half a day, you feeling okay?" Sam asked.
"I guess I really needed it, it was a long night. So what are we doing here?" I asked.
"I don't know about you, but I get irritable if I don't eat every few hours." Dean said getting out of the car.
I grabbed my bag, and pulled out my toothbrush, putting it in my backpack.
"I'm going to head into the bathroom first." I said, following them into the bar.
"We'll be here at this table." Sam said, pointing to the table they'd be sitting at.
I went to the bathroom, and freshened up. God, I look haggard. I washed my face, fixed up my hair, and changed my shirt. I stood there looking in the mirror, tears fighting to come out.
"Don't do it! Don't! Your stronger than this, Pa wouldn't want you to fall to pieces. They told you the love you, they told you to fight. I have to be strong, I can do this. Back off, just back off!" I fought the tears, willing myself to not lose it.
"Who you talking to?" Dean asked, walking into the bathroom.
"Oh! I was...um...just trying to put myself in check. I'm fine, I'm done in here." I stammered. He stood there staring at me, with a confused look on his face.
"Why do you do that? Why do you stare at me like that? Please just tell me?" I begged.
"Look kid, it's like I said before...you look like someone I used to know, someone important to me. That's all." Dean said walking over to the urinal, and unzipping his pants. I couldn't help but notice his fine bubble ass. I tried not to look, but I couldn't help myself. I heard the sound of him pissing, and became curious to see what he was hiding behind that huge package.
He turned his head, and caught me staring. I turned ten shades of red, and then quickly looked away, but not before noticing a smirk coming across his face.
"I'll...um...I'll see you out there...ya, okay...I'm gone..." I said nervously, then walked out the door. I walked back to the table, and joined Sam.
"What's the matter, you look all flustered." Sam asked.
"I...um...I was just having a moment, you know!" if I didn't look guilty before, I sure did now. Dean came back to the table, looking awfully chipper.
"Did you guys order yet, I'm starved!" Dean asked.
"I order us burgers and fries. I hope you don't mind Brody!" Sam said looking at me.
"Nope, a burger and fries are great." my voice cracking as I spoke.
The waitress came over and handed us three beers, she wouldn't stop smiling at Dean, and he was all to happy to flirt with her. I don't know why, but this suddenly didn't make me feel to good. I'd never been with anyone to feel jealous about someone flirting with them, so I wasn't sure if it was jealousy I felt. Then again it didn't make sense for me to feel anything at all anyway, I really didn't like Dean all that much.
So why was I getting this nagging feeling in my stomach, the more they flirted with each other?
"So I get off at midnight, if you'd like to hang out." She said.
"I'll keep that in mind, hot stuff!" Dean said smiling at her, and batting his eyes, dazzling her. It made me want to puke.
She turned and looked at me, then stopped.
"Are you old enough to drink that beer?" She asked me.
"He's old enough, I promise. Midnight, right?" Dean said quickly.
"Right!" she said, blushing. Then she turned around and walked away.
"I'm not old enough, just so you know!" I said, annoyed.
"That's alright, it'll give you hair on your chest. Drink up!" Dean said teasingly.
"Have you ever had a beer?" Sam asked.
"Yes, I have." I answered quickly, not wanting to look like a little kid. I took a swig, and wanted to spit it back out, it was that gross. They both started laughing, and for the first time, I couldn't help myself, and let out a little chuckle.
"Okay, so it's my first beer. Just laugh it up, I am only 20 after all." I said.
"20, ha, ha, ha, well at least your not jail bait!" Dean laughed.
"Dean, your not really going to sleep with her, I mean you don't even know her. What if she has some kind of disease, or something?" I asked.
"It's called protection, haven't you ever heard of a condom?" Dean answered.
"Yes, I've heard of a condom, but still, you don't even know her. How can you just have random sex with someone?" I started getting annoyed.
"Oh don't tell me your one of those romantic types? Have you never seen someone that turned you on enough, to want to just have sex with them?" he asked.
My face turned red, and I looked down, quickly picking up my burger and taking a bite, so I could think of what to say.
"NO WAY, YOU'RE A VIRGIN!" Dean shouted, and the whole bar seem to stop what they were doing, to turn and stare at us.
"Yes, I am a virgin. Not everybody is a man whore, like you" I said angrily.
"Don't drink, don't smoke, what do you do! Goody, goody two shoes!" Dean began singing.
"Whatever! You want to run around having meaningless sex, then go ahead knock yourself out. It's none of my business anyway, I don't even know why I'm saying anything. It's not like we know each other enough, for me to give you my opinion." I said more to myself, then to him.
"Look kid, we're on the road 365 days a year, hunting demons, and taking names. We don't have time for relationships, meaningless sex is all we have time for. You don't know what your missing, cause you've never had sex, to miss it." Dean said, infuriating me even more.
"Just because I've never had it, doesn't mean I don't know anything about it. Sex should be between two people that love each other, it makes everything feel that much better. Love intensifies things, makes feelings that much more powerful. You don't know what your missing, cause your too busy getting instant gratification.
My first time will be mind blowing, because it will be with someone I love. It will be so good, that it will blow away all your little sex-capades." I said heatedly. After which I wished I hadn't said anything, this conversation wasn't something that I wanted to have. Next thing you know, they'd be asking if I was into girls, or guys. And I wasn't sure how they would handle me, saying I was into guys.
"You've really given a lot of thought to this, haven't you?" Sam asked.
"Yes, I have. What about you Sam? Are you a male whore like your brother, or do you have more sense?"
"Hey, the male whore is sitting right here!" Dean said, I just looked at him, and raised my eyebrow.
"I agree with you, to a point. I prefer to be in a relationship, but that's not always feasible. Sometimes, situations happen, and you find yourself giving into your needs. It just depends on the situations, you won't always be in love. Brody, I respect the fact that you've held out this long, but the world outside your farm is very different, then what you might have thought it would be like. Lust and Love don't always live in the same house." Sam said, smiling.
"You two are just like girls, do you hear yourselves?" Dean asked.
Sam, and I, gave him a look, and he just continued to eat his hamburger.
I finished eating, pondering the conversation we just had. Sam may have a point, but I just couldn't get away from what I felt was right for me. I wanted it all, love, lust, sex, all at the same time. I just didn't think I could throw myself into a sexual situation, without being in love. Then again, I've never been thrown into a sexual situation, to know if I would act upon it.
We left the bar, but not before Dean stopped to tell the waitress he'd be back to pick her up, much to my annoyance. I stormed out of the bar, and stood by the car waiting. Sam followed me out, laughing as he saw my expression.
"Don't be too hard on Dean, he's not a bad guy. He has his reasons for doing what he's doing."
"Sam, what could possibly be a good reason for being that way?" I asked, but before he could answer Dean came walking out, with a shit eating grin on his face.
We drove to a motel, which Dean went in and paid for.
After getting inside our room, Sam, and Dean went to work doing things I didn't quite understand.
"Why are you pouring salt all over the place?" I asked curiously.
"Salt is sprinkled across all windows, thresholds and in every corner of the space to be protected, forming a barrier to all negative forms of Demons, ghosts and so on." Sam explained.
"Have you ever used a gun?" Dean asked.
"Pa would never let me, and I don't really like guns." I said.
"We'll deal with that later, for tonight, just stay here, get some sleep, and we'll be off in the morning." Dean said.
"Your really going to go, sleep with that tramp?" I asked.
"Goodnight kids, don't wait up!" Dean said ignoring my question.
"I have a bad feeling about it, you shouldn't go!" I shouted, but he turned and smiled, and walked out the door.
"I'm going to go take a shower!" I said angrily.
I walked into the bathroom, took off my clothes, and jumped in the shower. I let the steaming hot water run over my body, trying to release the stress from my body. I finally just let go, and began to cry. I wanted to let it all out, I felt like my life was spirling out of control. My life had changed so much in the past 24 hours, being orphaned, not only once, but twice. Discovering, all the things that go bump in the night, truly do go bump in the night.
I felt like I didn't know who I was anymore, the rug had been pulled out from underneath me.
Now, I have this burning feeling in the pit of my stomach, and I don't know what it means. Is Dean in trouble, or am I just jealous? How do I know, I can't trust myself right now.
I must have been sobbing loudly, because I hadn't heard the knock on the door. Sam walked in, and seen me sitting in the tub, crying my eyes out. He grabbed a towel, and threw it over his shoulder, turned the water off, and wraped the towel over around me. He lifted me out of the tub, and I was surprised at how strong he really was, to be able to lift me so easily.
He took me over to the bed set me down, and laid down next to me holding me. I put my head on his chest, and continued to cry till I fell asleep in his arms.
"It's going to be okay, I promise you Brody, your going to be okay. We'll keep you safe!" Sam said, running a hand through my hair.
"Why Sam, why do you even care?" I asked between sobs.
"I don't know Brody, there is just something about you. From the moment I saw you, I felt this unbelievable need to protect you. And that's what we're going to do Brody, we're going to be here for you Brody, always!" he gave me a tight squeeze as he said that.
"Dean must not care that much if he's out sowing his oats, instead of being here. But none the less, thank you for saying that, and to be honest with you, this is the safest I've felt since this all began. So thank you, this means more to me than you'll ever know." I said hugging him tightly.
"What don't you try and get some sleep." he said still running his fingers through my hair. I must have fallen asleep shortly after that.
A short time later-
The was a knock on the hotel room door, Sam slowly got up off the bed, turning around to look at Brody laying there in only a towel. Sam then walked to the door, and opened it to find Ruben standing there. Ruben looked into the room, and saw Brody laying there in only a towel.
"You didn't waste anytime, did you?" Ruben asked angrily.
"What? Oh, give me a break Ruben, I didn't sleep with him. So what are you doing here?" Sam asked.
"I needed to talk to you, alone. Since I can't come in, maybe you'd like to come out to the car?" Ruben asked.
"I don't know, should we leave him in here alone?" Sam asked nervously.
"Sam, I couldn't even get in here, no one else would be able to. So come on." Sam looked back, then walked out the door with Ruben, and headed into his car.
"You know what I want to talk about!" Ruben said.
"I told you, I don't want to do that anymore!" Sam said angrily.
"Sam, you tried to use your powers on Azazel, and it didn't work. Your not strong enough, and if your not strong enough, how are you going to protect Brody?"
"But Dean..." Sam started, but Ruben interrupted.
"But Dean what? He doesn't get it, and he never will. You have a gift, and if you use that gift, you can save lives. Is that a bad thing?" Ruben asked annoyed.
"I know, your right, and I promised Brody we'd protect him. I can't do that, if I'm not strong enough...I don't want to even think about it. Fine, let's do this!" Sam said, giving in.
"What do I look like, a free blood bank? If you want some of me, your going to have to give me some of you." Ruben said sudectively.
"Really, what did you have in mind?" Sam said raising an eyebrow.
"This!" Ruben said, grabbing Sam and kissing him hard on the lips. Sam pulled back at first, then gave in grabbing Ruben and pulling him into him. Ruben began working his way down Sam's neck, then lifted Sam's shirt, and began working his nipples over.
Sam began to moan louder and louder. Ruben began undoing Sam's pants, reaching his hand inside Sam's boxer's to pull out his hard 8 inches.
Ruben worked his way down Sam's ripped abs, kissing and licking the whole way down. He reaches Sam's hard cock, and began licking his mushrom head, which was leaking profusely.
Sam began to moan, thrashing his head back and forth. He grabbed Ruben's head and pushed it down, making him swallow his cock down to the base. Ruben was all to eager to take Sam's manhood, he worked his tongue all around his cock, as he moved up and down. Harder and faster he went, till Sam couldn't take it anymore. He began to moan so loud, as he shot spurt after spurt of sweet necter down Ruben's throat. Ruben swallowed it all greedily, working every last drop out of Sam's cock.
"That was hot, I needed that." Sam said, smiling.
"Now, it's your turn." Ruben said, lifting his sleeve up, cutting his arm, as Sam began to swallow Ruben's blood.
Back in the hotel room-
I knew I was in a dream, but everything felt so real, it couldn't be a dream. I was in a warehouse, walking through the dark, following the sounds of someone screaming. I made my way into a room, and to my utter horror, I found Dean chained up being tortured by the girl from the bar.
"Get your hands off him!" I screamed, but niether of them looked at me.
"Did you really think it would be easy to kill the daughter of Azazel?" She asked.
"As a matter of fact Meg, I thought it was. Did they get sick of you down in Hell, send you back up here?" Dean asked, spitting out blood.
"I made a one time deal, I get to come up here, if I could kill the famous Dean Winchester. Of course, I'd take it, any chance to take my revenge out on you, before delivering you to hell!" Meg said, punching Dean in the face again and again.
"My grandma can hit harder than you, is that all you got Meg?" Dean taunted her.
"Oh, I've got more where that came from. I'm going to make this last, I'm going to torture you nice and slow, before I kill you. Starting with this..." Meg said, grabbing Dean's finger and breaking it.
"DEAN!!!" I shouted. I screamed so loud, I found myself waking up in the hotel room, still in my towel.
"Sam? Sam?" I shouted, but he was no where to be found. I got up went to the bathroom, but he wasn't there. What do I do? Was my dream real? Was it a dream? Last time I had a dream like that, I saw my parents getting killed, and that happened for real. Was I really going to take a chance with Dean's life? I don't think so.
I quickly got dressed, left a note for Sam, saying I was headed down to the warehouse district. I saw Ruben's knife, and took it with me.
I headed outside, and took off running, remembering that I saw some warehouses on our way to the hotel. As quickly as I could, I finally arrived, and began looking for Dean's car. I finally saw it, and made my way into the warehouse.
It was just like my dream, even the smell. I began to panic, I knew I needed to help Dean, but did I know how to?
I heard him scream, and began running towards the sound of his voice. I crept into the lit room, and saw a bloody beat up Dean Winchester.
"I'm not impressed!" Dean said.
"No? We'll, I've got a few more tricks up my sleave. You always seem to be thinking with you dick, as any other human male. That's what got you into trouble in the first place, let's see what happens if I take care of your manhood!" Meg said, excitement gleaming in her eyes.
I could see the panic in Dean's eyes now, that was one thing I'm sure he didn't want her to break. I needed to move, and I needed to move now.
I figured a head on approach was the best sulotion. Hit her like a mach truck, send her flying, get Dean out of there.
I took off running, and headed straight at her, as soon as I collided with her, instead of her being sent flying, I found myself lifted into the air by my neck.
She was holding me up, as if I was a feather.
"We'll what do we have here?" Meg asked.
"Leave him alone, this is between you and me!" Dean shouted.
"Ahh, but things just got a whole lot interesting." Meg said.
"I swear to you, if you harm one hair on his head, your going to wish you'd killed me already." Dean shouted.
"Will just have to see about that!" Meg answered.
This is the point where I piss my pants, she was strong, Dean was chained up, and I had no idea how I was going to get out of this.