(Book 5 Arrow/Spn xover) Family Is Who You'll Kill For

Into The Hills

He returned to Dean's bedside, "Oliver says thanks for scolding him. It sounds like he and Thea had a good talk."

The corners of Dean's lips twitched up for a brief moment, hinting at a smile then he opened his eyes and Sam saw small sliver of happiness in them, "Good, nice to know I managed to do one thing right still somehow. Why'd you call Oliver?"

"As soon as we can check you out I'm taking you to his Lake house, not home."

"Wasn't that where he took you after my trip to Hell?"

"Yes."

Sam watched curiosity war with apathy on his brother's face. Curiosity won out, which gave Sam a minute amount of hope. "Why?"

"One, it's a hell of a lot closer, two no weapons, three it will be easier to communicate with Felicity on what she finds..." he trailed off.

"And?"

"Look, when Oliver took me there at first I thought it was useless but once I got there, well it helped. A new place, a beautiful place and it's away from everything."

"You mean from people," Dean just cut straight to the chase.

"Yes."

"But you'll still be there right?"

"Of course." He didn't quite understand what Dean was hinting at.

Dean wearily shook his head, "'You mentioned I said kill him, not them. Who do you think I, or rather it, was referring to?"

"I know and don't care."

The little bit of life that Oliver's thank you had brought out faded from Dean's face. "Ever occur to you I do."

"Yeah, so? Since when did my caring about not wanting to be saved ever stop you from saving me? Well, now it's your turn. You're stuck with me. Deal with it, either fight the Mark or kill me. I'm not leaving." He sat down in the chair and stared Dean down.

Temper flared in Dean's eyes then he looked away, "Last thing I'm saying on this topic, remember how badly I screwed things up the last time I saved you."

"Well, it's a good thing I tend to research before I act then, unlike you," he shot back. Dean didn't reply and the rest of the day passed in silence that was only disturbed when he went and got food or when they brought food in for Dean. Visiting hours had long since ended but the staff got the hint that he wasn't leaving and rolled in an extra bed for him. He figured Dean wouldn't be wandering the halls with his leg stitched up, his arm in a sling and doped up on painkillers so he got the first full night's sleep he'd had in months.

They dissuaded Dr. Winston's test requests by stating they were from out of state and wanted to handle all that back home and checked Dean out the next day. Dig drove up just as they stepped out of the lobby and pulled a wheelchair out of the trunk of his car. "Figured you guys would need this."

"Good timing and yeah we do," Sam replied. They transferred Dean to the passenger seat of the Impala, folded up the wheelchair and shoved it in the trunk. "Can you give me the address to the Lake House so I can GPS it?"

"Just follow me, I'm heading up there anyway. I need to pick up a few things and take them back to the Club." Dig shifted his eyes to Dean then back to Sam who got the hint. There were weapons at the house now and those needed to go.

"Sure, sounds good. I may have a few things for you to take back too," he replied as he eyed Baby's trunk.

Dig nodded, "No problem." Dig got back in his car, Sam slid into Baby's driver's seat and they left the hospital.