Turnaround

Part 23

"You son of a bitch!" Dean ran after Roman through the house, Roman took his clothes and towel before he got out of the shower. Now Dean was just running around naked, everything hanging out. "You cannot run for fucking ever. Gimmie my clothes!" Dean growled and pounced on the older man, making them both roll around on the carpet. Roman smirked as the Ohioan sat on top of him with an irritated face. "Asshole." He spat.

"Mmm..You know you got a nice body right?" Roman chuckled when Dean blushed and tried to get off. "Nah nah. Stay right on top of me."

"Stop being a fucking freak. Let me up."

"Not until you say please." Roman smiled when Dean groaned from being held in place.

"Fucking please." Dean squirmed and tried to get up but he was just slammed right back down. After a few seconds of moving wildly he swallowed. "Dude are you hard?"

"Would you blame me?" Roman let go of Dean and let his arms rest above his head with parted lips. Instead of trying to put his clothes on Dean dropped them to the side and leaned down to start kissing his way down Roman's neck, he was panting softly as he did so.

"You get me so worked up, fuckin' hate you." Dean sighed and rocked his hips slightly. "Mmm.."He hummed then moved to rub his lips against Ro's. "Nah nah..I could never hate you. Truth be told..I uh..I'm fallin' for you big time Romeo."

"Is that right?" Roman ran his fingers through Dean's damp curls and smiled. "I'm falling for you too."

The two men stared at each other, Dean with a red blush on his cheeks, he was turning into a fucking sap. They were about to kiss but there was loud knocks at the door. Dean quickly got off of Roman and grabbed his clothes. "I'll go put these on."

"Alright, I'll answer the door." Roman stood up quickly and fixed himself. The knocks were frantic and it made him worry. "Coming!" Ro said while he jogged to the front door. When he opened it he saw three cars drive off fast. "What the hell? He mumbled with furrowed eyebrows. Then there was loud coughing. Roman looked down and saw a man who was laid out on his porch, his nose and mouth bleeding. His hands were bloody and he had open wounds on his arm. "Oh my Go- Dean!"

"Whoa what's wrong?" Dean ran to Roman and froze immediately. "Sami..Sami!"

"What happened? Tell me, talk to me." Dean put his hands on Sami's face that was all cleaned off and bandaged. Sami smiled and Dean growled. "It's not funny!"

"I deserved it." Sami finally spoke up and it made Roman look up from what he was doing, cleaning the wounds he could find. Dean was utterly fucking confused and here Sami was laughing like he had the best joke in the world. "I deserve this fucking beating, and you know, I kind of liked it, Dean. I kind of fucking liked it. I've been hiding out forever, I left you. I fucking left you and they found me. They found me and this is only a threat."

Dean eyes went wide and he let go of the younger man's face. "Threat? They're coming back?" Sami nodded slowly and hissed when Roman started to stitch him up. "Roman we gotta get out of here."

"What?"

"We have to get the fuck out of here right now. They fucking found me. I still owe them a lot of fucking money. Ro, now, right fucking now." Dean cursed, usually he wouldn't leave his problems, he'd handle them like a fucking man but it's too much happening. Sami is back, but Sami isn't the same Sami, he's bruised and talking crazy. He's fucked up in the mind and he has a story to tell. If he was a threat then the three of them needed to get the hell out, they were found, and honestly, Roman could take care of himself but Dean needed to protect him, he doesn't need to be a wanted man.

"Dean!" Roman yelled out. "Where are we going?"

"I don't fucking know to your friend's house. I don't goddamn know. That- that fucking house where everyone is in."

"Don't we need to call the police?"

"Don't you dare do that." Dean came down the hallway with big bags, it was stuffed with clothing and supplies. "Come on, we have to make sure we don't get followed." Dean looked over to Sami who looked gone, his eyes showing no pain, no emotion. "Are you okay to walk?" When Dean got no answer he snapped in the spiked hair man's face. "Sami, you there?"

"I can walk." Sami got up slowly and winced. "My leg is twisted." Sami grunted when he was pulled up onto Dean's shoulder easily. Roman took the bags and got some jackets, it was snowing outside and Sami clothes and shoes were ripped. Ro put a jacket on then threw one around the two other man. Quickly he got his keys and they all left, looking out to see if they were being watched.

Seth opened the door when he heard loud booming knocks. He rubbed at his eyes and gasped when he saw Roman and Dean and some guy he's never seen. "Oh fuck what happened?" He moved over and closed the door behind them. "Who's this?"

"This is Sami." Dean replied with a sigh at the end. "We need to stay here." Everyone started to come out of their rooms with their pajamas on from the noise. After telling everyone the information, eyes went wide. Of course Dean, Roman, and Sami were staying. First thing first, the women grabbed Sami to clean him up and bathe him while the guys set up the guest room for him. Roman and Dean would sleep on the pull out couch.

After Sami was bathed and put in some comfortable pajamas he was knocked out in the guest room. Dean was gonna wake him up for more information but Roman stopped him. "No let him sleep first, let him get his thoughts and stuff okay."

"But Ro-"

"Dean.." Roman sighed. "I know, I fucking know. Just let him okay? He will be here tomorrow. It's really late and we should be getting some sleep too."

"Okay.." Dean whispered.