Being Different (D.Winchester)

1.79 The Other Side

At the motel. 

I was lying on the bed next to Dean. We had both been hit pretty hard. Dead was holding an ice bad to his head while my head was lying on one. 

Sam walked inside "How you two doing?"

 Dean " I'm in pain, that's how I'm doing. I think I have a concussion"

I nodded "mhmm"

Sam " You want some aspirin? "

Dean sat up " No thanks, House. So, demons, huh?"

 Sam "Yeah. So much for miracles."

 Dean " And what the hell happened with Alastair again?"

 Sam " I told you, he tried to fling me or whatever.  And it didn't work, so he bailed."

I raised an eyebrow. 

 Dean " Well, how come he couldn't fling you? He chucked you pretty good last time. "

Sam thought about it but then shrugged " Got no idea. "

Dean " Sam, do me a favor. If you're gonna keep your little secrets, I can't really stop you, but just don't treat me like an idiot, okay?"

 Sam asked irritated "What? Dean, I'm not keeping secrets."

 Dean nodded " Mm-hm. Whatever. So, did you go back and q-and-a the dead kid? "

Sam walked over to the bed with a thin notebook " Didn't have to. Bobby called. He did some digging. "

Dean " And? "

Sam" He thinks I'm right. Local reaper's gone. Not just gone-kidnapped. "

Dean "By demons? Why? "

Sam opened the book " Listen to this. "And he bloodied death under the newborn sky-sweet to taste, but bitter when once devoured." "

Dean " Swanky. What the hell's that mean? -"

Sam " Well, it's from a very obscure, very arcane version of Revelations."

 Dean " Which means what I think it means?"

Me "Basically, you kill a reaper under the solstice moon-tomorrow night, by the way-you got yourself a broken seal."

 Dean "How do you ice a reaper? You can't kill death. "

Sam shrugged " I don't know. Maybe demons can. Where the hell are the angels is what I want to know. We could use their help for once. "

Dean "It looks like we're gonna have to take care of this one ourselves."

 Sam "What are we gonna do, just swing in and save the friendly neighborhood reaper? "

Dean " You got a better idea, I'm all ears. "

Sam " Dean, reapers are invisible. The only people that can see them are the dead and the dying."

 Dean " Well, if ghosts are the only ones that can see them... "

Me "Dean, no"

Sam looked at me and then at Dean. 

Dean " Then we become ghosts. "

He put the icepack back to his head, smirking. 

Me " You do have a concussion. "

Dean " Sounds crazy, I know."

 Sam nodded "It is crazy. "

Dean smirked more.