Supernatural Death Note

Chapter Eighty-Six: Second Exercise

L and the others were waiting for him at the top floor.

"I hear we're redoing," Dean said as he entered. "Any particular reason for it?"

"Unsure," Near replied. "Watari has packed supplies for all of you and they are waiting in the car."

"We're getting supplies this time? What kind? I need to go check the weapons before we leave. Make sure everything's okay."

"Watari has taken care of that and is bringing them up shortly. Watari said to tell Dean not to change anything that has been done."

"Oh, hell no. Nobody messes with my guns. What did he do to them?"

L spoke up. "He would not damage them. You need to have faith in people...especially your team."

"All right, L, but if Lilith or something else finds out we're there, and the weapons aren't working right, we're dead."

Watari's voice was soft as he came in. "The weapons are fine. However, no live ammunition. Trust me, you will understand."

"Okay, I trust you, but you better have something we can use if we really come under attack. No cats either. Are we ready?"

"There is," he said. The weapons were handed out.

"Question, Watari. If we have no live ammo, that means we're coming against people. We play for real? We get hurt, or they get hurt? Real fighting?"

"You'll find out when you get there," he said.

"Shit. Let's go guys." He headed for the basement garage.

The group followed while Sam and Near took their positions at the observation post.

Dean opened a car door and got in. The others followed suit. L and the others could tell that Dean wasn't happy.

Mello tapped him on the arm. "Calm down. Watari is trying to keep this as close to his vest as possible so that we're working as a team and getting used to things we don't understand. We're going to walk into things blind all the time."

"I understand this better than anyone, Mello, but we were told no ammo. That means real people. I guess we're supposed to wait and get hurt because we don't know whether we can hurt the good guys or not." Dean sighed and said, "Okay. I'll kick ass and ask questions later. I'm not letting you guys get hurt."

Matt looked at him. "We're a team, Dean. Don't forget that."

"Damn it. I know that. If I'm kicking ass, you damn well better be."

"Like we'd actually let you do it alone."

"Hell, I don't know. I'm still bearing the wounds from the last battle. Where the hell were you when the cat attacked? Sitting on the floor or doubled over leaning against a box, laughing your asses off." Dean winked and settled down.

There was laughter from Bobby and the teens.

Dean closed his eyes and rested, waiting for the car to arrive at the shopping strip.

Near and Sam set up, ready to guide the group.

The car pulled into the strip, and Dean was sitting up, alert and ready. He sat in the car, eyeing the buildings, looking everywhere...windows, rooftops, the single entrance to walk to the alley back behind the buildings. He eyed it all. "Okay, let's go."

"Near is here," came the soft voice over the ear pieces. "Test the microphones please."

"Testing," Dean murmured softly.