All Things Must Pass | D.WINCHESTER

5. Gordon

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CHAPTER FIVE - GORDON

The three of you are sitting at the table of the motel room, cleaning weapons and gathering things for the hunt. Dixon is gone, Stevie's hurt and you're more than exhausted. But, you push through it and get this case solved and finished.

"How are we gonna find this dude now?" You say, as you lean against the table, watching Dean sharpen his blade. His button up sleeves are rolled up, revealing his rough skin and veins which makes your heart starts throbbing. Dean was many things, from beautiful to caring, protective and rarely soft. But in this moment, he was the hottest thing you've ever seen. It was like you were a teenager again, thinking about him at moments that weren't the best times to be eyeing him down.

"Vamp is still out there." Sam says.

"First things first." Dean looks up at his brother.

"Gordon."

"About that... when we find him or if he finds us first, I'm just saying he's not leaving us whole lot of options."

"Yeah, we gotta kill him."

"Really?" You and Dean ask in unison. For a quick second you and Dean catch each other's eyes and shrug.

"Just like that? I mean, I thought you would've been like; no, we can't! He's human. It's wrong." Dean mocks Sam and you let out a slight chuckle.

"No, I'm done. He's not gonna stop until we're dead, or until he is."

You stare at the brothers and shake your head. "Well, if someone's messing with the Winchesters then that means they're messing with me. He won't see me coming if you're both thinking about chasing him down before he gets you."

"No." Dean instantly says. "Not a chance. Stevie's hurt, we can't risk anything or anyone at all tonight."

You glare at him, "How many times are we going to have this conversation? Didn't I tell you that I'm here to stay?"

Dean stares at you intently, his lips pursed in your direction.

"Dean, just let her go with you guys." Stevie says. "The more the merrier... or the more the advantage you have up against this guy Gordon."

"And Dixon." Sam reasons. "With him disappearing, he's bound to show up when we're out looking for Gordon."

"And vice versa." You chime in. "Come on, Dean."

Dean throws his hands up and shrugs, "Alright, whatever. But first...I'm gonna need to make sure your blade is as sharp as mine."

You gasp sarcastically, "Is that you offering to sharpen my blade for me?"

You watch him smirk and it makes your hear melt. Lately, it was getting rare to see him smile and the memories of seeing it, is the only thing that's keeping you from breaking down about his deal. The smiles and every good memory you shared together all came flooding back. You want to desperately grab onto him, hug tightly and let him know it's going to be okay. But you're unsure yourself if things will turn out that way. Because the road you're going on now with the boys and Stevie, is about to get dark and risky.

His phone goes off again and he's quickly huffing out in more annoyance and answers. It's hard not to listen in on the conversation, considering the sound of this Bela shouting into the phone and Dean's voice rising. The phone call is quick, again, and Sam is rising out of his seat to question him.

"What'd she want now?"

"There's a warehouse. Dixon's hideout, his nest is there." He answers. "And she also said not to go after Gordon. Leave town and don't look back."