Adam's Revenge •~Supernatural~•

4. Decisions Decisions

•{SAM}•

I lowered my breathing to a steady pace as Marie looked between me and Dean incredulously. She wanted answers. But let's be honest, here and now was not the best time to explain my little psychotic break that I just experienced. It was a can of worms she didn't know she didn't want opened. I could still see a glimpse of hell spread out through the landscape of the park just behind Marie. It wasn't as bad as it was a minute ago, with just a few spare meat hooks and flayed souls and Lucifer swinging on the swing set having the time of his life.

"Is anyone going to explain what the hell is going on?" Marie asked impatiently.

She was definitely Adam's twin sister, that I knew for sure. She possessed the same temper that seemed to run in the family and she looked just like him except for the glasses and eye color.

"It is a long ugly-ass story that we'd rather not get into right now." Dean said tiredly and I nodded in agreement. I knew he was getting worn out from this, constantly having to bring be back from the edge.

"Well, I deserve some kind of explanation."

"It's just something that's happened to me awhile ago and it's left it's mark, but it's nothing I can't handle. Let's keep it there for now." I said, keeping it vague and trying not to show the truth behind the lie I just told, for both Dean and Marie's sake. No need to drag Marie into something that I know she would not want to be apart of and there was no need to make Dean more worried than he already was.

"Fine, I'll just pretend like it didn't happen." She said sarcastically. "When are you heading back to hunt that demon?"

"Right now actually," Dean said, checking his watch. It was getting pretty dark out, "Sorry to cut our meet and greet short, but this demon is a nasty one and someone needs to put it down. Once again, we're sorry for the death of your family."
Dean got up to leave. I gave Marie a sympathetic smile before following suit.

"Feel free to call us, you know, if you ever run into trouble or need someone to talk to. We are your brothers after all, and we know what it's like to lose family." I said, and smiled as I wrote down mine and Dean's phone numbers on the back of a Gas 'N Sip receipt I had in my back pocket. She looked hesitant receiving the numbers from me, as if I was about to collapse into a fetal position and have a mental breakdown.

"I promise you I'm fine Marie, there's no need to worry about me," I reassured her, "Just take care of yourself."

And as if it were some kind of blessing, the remains of the hallucination that had been dividing my attention between reality and hell disappeared for the moment. I stepped back with a sigh of relief.

"Alright...hey," she began like she just came up with an idea, "Why don't I come with you guys? I'm sure you could use some extra help."

"Thanks but no thanks, we've got enough on our plate as it is and people around us tend to end up hurt, or worse. No, it's best you stayed here." Dean answered as if that were that.

"Come on guys, I've been hunting for just about three years...and in Florida, no less! You know how weird things can get down there." She tried to retaliate.

Dean made a face and nodded as if in agreement, and I too contemplated the truth of her words. But Dean shook himself out of it, about to come up with another excuse as to why Marie couldn't hitch a ride with us to hunt this evil bastard down.

Before he could, I said to Marie, "Excuse us for a moment..."
And proceeded to yank Dean by the sleeve until we were out of ear shot.

Once we were far enough away, I was greeted by the look Dean got when he was forced to listen to what other people said for once.