I'm not Insane

1. I did what I had to

Dean stood in the middle of the room, his hand shaking. He looks around at the bodies that lay bloody and beaten around him. One of them moved. Dean watched the body intently for anymore movement. The foot twitched. Dean knelt down beside the moving body, and plunged the already bloody blade, into the chest. A small smile twitched at the corner of his mouth. He had done it, killed all the demons. Sure he had used the First Blade, but the demons are dead. Dean slipped the blade into the waist line of his jeans. He began dragging the bodies out the door, one by one. After all the bodies were outside, he pulled a gas can out of the Impala. He began to empty it onto the bodies.

Just as he pulled out a lighter to light them om fire. He heard the click of a gun behind him, followed by a voice. "Freeze, you are under arrest" Dean had the lighter lit, he thought about dropping it, lighting the bodies on fire, but he decided against it. Instead, he blew out the lighter and dropped it. He slowly turned around, he saw a familiar face. "Adam?" He asks with a dumbfounded look on his face. The officer rolled eyes. "Dean, it's officer Milligan. We've been looking for you. Come with me Dean" Officer Milligan kept his gun pointed at Dean. "How the hell did you get out of the cage?" Dean slowly reaches for his blade. Milligan points his gun in the air, and shoots once. The sound of the shot, ringing through the air. "Keep your hands up Dean" He pointed the gun at Dean once again. Dean puts his his hands in the air. "Now, slowly walk towards me Dean, keep your hands up. I don't want to shoot you, but I will if I have to." Milliigan's hands were shaking a little. Remembering his last run in with Dean. He had almost gotten his partner Lucy Seaford killed.

Once Dean was close enough, Adam holstered his gun and gave Dean a pat down. "Whoa there pal, little frisky are we?" Dean smirked. "Quiet, anything you say, can, and will be used against you in the court of law" He felt around and felt the First Blade. He slipped on a pair of gloves he had in his pocket before taking the blade from him. Dean tried to grab it back, but was quickly tased. Dean clenched his fists at the feeling. "Hands on your behind your back" Dean obeyed, as he felt the cold metal of hand cuffs on his wrists. Officer Milligan had a tight grip on his wrists, and pulled Dean to his squad car. He harshly put Dean in the back seat. "Hey watch it" Dean snapped. Milligan ignored his statement and drove into town with just himself and Dean. His partner, Nick, was just killed be Dean. "Why'd you do it?" Milliagan broke the silence. "They were demons, they're eyes were black, and their skin burned when I put holy water on it." Dean glared at the cop in the front seat. "Dean, demon's don't exist" Milligan replied. "They do, I've hunted them ever since the yellow eyed demon killed my mom in a house fire" Dean sighed heavily. "Your mother, Mary Winchester died in a fire, yes, nut not one that was caused by a demon. If my memory serves me correctly, it was caused by a pyromaniac. I read the file a few times." Milligan glanced in the rear view mirror to look at Dean in the eyes.

"I did what I had to do, what I was raised to do" Dean snarled. "I was raised to kill demons, hunt monsters. Save people." Dean looked out his window. "Not be stuck in some damn cop car with my half-brother" Dean hit his head against the window slightly, getting impatient. "I'm not related to you Dean. The only thing we have in common is Sam. We both know him, I went to school with him, and he's your brother" He kept his eyes on the road so he didn't really notice when Dean dozed off.