It was funny though; I'd thought that throwing it all out there, or most of it anyway, to people I'm not all that close with would make me a lot more uncomfortable than I was. Fact was, I didn't really care either. That whole chapter of our lives was so far behind us now that anything these guys would say wouldn't make a damn difference anyway. If they wanted to bail or take us on for shit that happened ten years ago, that was up to them. Sam was right, we were both still kids in a lot of ways back then, not that age has anything to do with how you deal with being told you're vessels for two of the most powerful beings in existence.
Eight sets of eyes went way wide as they stared at Sam and tried to process what he'd just said. Gerald leaned heavily against the wall. Ruth, Star, Susan and Teresa's mouths were all hanging wide open. Sherm just started cussing under his breath again and Sarah didn't move a muscle. Mark's jaw was tight as hell.
"To sum up the rest of the story," Sam continued, "He came after us twice, second time he'd been turned into a vampire. I killed him. Years later another situation happened in which he stopped another incursion by a group of monsters that were bent on taking over the world called Leviathans. Dean got sucked into Purgatory, which is a real place, got out thanks to a vampire helping him and we thought it was all settled. At least until a few days ago. Now he's here and he has to be dealt with. We already agreed to tell Gerald, in full detail, our entire life history down to the last horrific detail, which there are a lot of. You all are free to listen in. In the meantime, are you helping us or not? Whether or not you help, you and every other hunter out there are being targeted. Make up your minds. The clock is ticking." He looked at me, "Rick in?"
"Yeah, we need to get those bullets out so he can heal up. Coyote and I will start on that."
"Good."
Coyote and I started to walk towards Rick when Ruth asked, "You're going to help him?"
"Yup," I answered, "My definition of monster has changed over the years. Used to be anything not human, then Sam and I got possessed, cursed and dealt with angels that tried to kill us and demons and vampires that saved our asses. It's not black and white. If they ain't hurting people, they ain't monsters. He's got kids. You want to go tell him you killed their Dad? Go for it."
Rick was close to unconscious, "Well at least he won't move much." I told Coyote as we started untangling him from the net.
"I put the first aid kit in Baby's trunk." Coyote said, "Added a few things to it too. Should be able to get those bullets out quick."
"All right," I got the kit, brought it back and started working on removing the bullets.
Sam gave them all a few minutes to think. I got the last bullet out and the wounds started to close on their own, Rick's breathing even out and some of the pain left his face. "Damn, perks of being a werewolf." I said as I used some bottled water to wash my hands off.
"Well?" Sam asked. "In or out?"
I'd chosen to ignore the group while working on Rick, none of them tried to kill us so that was a good sign. Now that I was done playing doctor I looked at them. Gerald and Sherm still seemed okay with helping, Susan and Teresa's faces were near impossible to read, Sarah's head was lowered so I couldn't see her face, Ruth and Star had walked to the back of the barn and were having a heated conversation from the looks of it.
"In." Teresa said.
Susan nodded, "Me too."
Sarah raised her head, conflicted was too simple of a term to describe how she looked. "Part of me wants to blame you for what happened to Tom, but..." She sighed, "How could you know that Gordon would come back? Tom used to say that hunting is all about hoping the next thing you hunt is something you know how to handle, not something you've never seen before. None of us would know how to handle what you say you've been through, or what's going on with the monsters now. You've always tried to protect people, you're still doing that. I'm in."
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Full Circle (Book 8 in Arrow/Spn Crossover)
Fanfiction(Written in 2015 or 2016) Eighth Arrow/SPN Crossover. Dean POV still. Picking up where Monsters in Our Heads ended. When old threats combine with unheard of threats and the monsters start acting like organized crime syndicates the Boys have to reach...