Through Demon Eyes

Family Business

FAMILY BUSINESS

"And once again the question's asked

I answer "yes" but the moment's passed

I'm guess I'm always tomorrow-bound

How many more till I'm underground?"

Kongos – Take Me Back 

Dean appeared right outside of the property line of Bobby's place. He had two guns, one tucked into his waistband and one in his jacket and had grabbed the extra clips the cops had carried. The Blade was in his right hand, it was already calling for blood.

"Patience Baby, Patience."

He spotted the Impala and smiled, it didn't surprise him in the least that Sam had lied. He really hadn't expected anything less. The fact that Sam had left Baby out in the wide open made him pause. Sam wanted him to know he was here. Dean ducked down and started heading towards the cars. He wasn't about to teleport without knowing exactly what he was getting into. His hand started burning before he fully cleared the first pile of cars, using his left hand he grabbed a two foot long piece of scrap metal and focused on looking for lines on the ground or drawings on the cars.

"You really are out to kill me aren't you little brother? Fine by me."

All he'd have to do was scratch the outer line of the trap and it would be useless and Sam wouldn't have a clue. Inch by inch he worked his way around the traps, destroying the ones he found. There were so many it was hard for the Blade to differentiate between them. Sam must have been here for hours already to have drawn this many, or he had help. Would Cas get involved? Killing an angel, the Blade howled at the thought of it. Cas's grace was fading, he was still a danger but Sam was truly the one who he needed to watch out for. Next to Bobby, Sam was the best researcher Dean had ever known and he had access to the entire extent of the Men of Letters library. If anyone could find a way other than the Blade to kill him Sam could.

"Let's take it slow," he comforted the Blade, the Mark sizzled on his arm in answer but the bloodlust faded slightly. He took another step, broke another Devil's Trap and moved on.

Sam finished the last of the blood sending his body temperature skyrocketing. His hands were shaking and it felt like thousands of volts of electricity were arcing through him. "Yes, finally. No lectures, no restraint, no worries." He climbed up the stairs and ducked behind the Impala. He had a hex bag in his pants pocket to keep Dean from sensing him, the Angel Blade, Ruby's knife, bottles of holy water and holy oil and one gun. It only carried six bullets, the first and last ones were engraved with Devil's Traps, the other four were part of the spell that he'd had Cas paint on the cars. The rest of the spell he had memorized. After Dean had disappeared he had delved into Magnus's, the exiled Men of Letters, files. He figured someone that could conceal an entire house and keep a zoo of supernatural creatures may have an idea of how to deal with a Knight of Hell. He had found something. It was entirely theoretical but if it worked it would give him a chance, however small, to talk to his actual brother and not the demon. If it didn't, well he wouldn't be around to deal with the fallout. Hopefully.

First things first, find Dean in the maze of cars and rubble. He crouched and ran to the nearest rusting car and tried to listen. Nothing came to him, no footsteps, no scuffling. Taking a small risk he rose up and looked over the roof of the car and saw a shadow move. Dean. Sam made his way through the maze and got close enough to see what Dean was doing. He should have hit at least one Devil's Trap by now, Sam had hidden several underneath pieces of metal and car parts making them impossible to see by just looking down. As he watched his brother slowly working his way closer to the remains of the house he realized that Dean was somehow sensing the traps then breaking them. "Fuck, I should have expected that." He snarled at himself as Dean lifted up a stray car door that was laying on the ground and break another trap.