Not What We Seem Chapter 10

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"Dean, sit down. You're wearing a hole in our floor."

Sam had been in the vampire's kitchen for just over an hour(That was a sentence Dean never thought he'd say and never wanted to again) and his older brother's frantic pacing was starting to annoy the usually calm vampires. Pacing was his way of working out his tension; remembering the many times he had worn out the waiting room floors in hospitals around the country whenever little Sammy had broken a bone on a hunt.

After telling Dean everything and explaining the deaths (the vampire's theory was the volturi, trying to cause trouble for them.) the Cullen's seemed content to wait with the worried Winchester while Carlisle worked on Sam. Hearing the kitchen door open eight pairs of eyes hungry for information stared at the man who had opened it. Dean strode purposefully towards the doctor who had taken a step into the room.

"Is he ok? What took you so long?"

"Woah! Do you think I would have come out if your brother wasn't alright?"

Smiling briefly Carlisle carried on

"We had to give him some morphine and re-align one of his ribs but he's fine and should be waking up any moment now."

"Thanks man. I really mean it."

Racing to his brother's side, Dean quickly checked for any bite marks, before concluding his brother was fine. Smiling at the Cullen's outside the door Dean perched on one of the tall bar stools around the kitchen.

"Dean?"

"I'm here Sammy, don't worry. You're all patched up now as well. Courtesy of..." Dean swallowed, took a deep breath and carried on "Carlisle."

Watching his brother trying to avoid the word monster Sam smiled and tried to sit up to talk to his brother easier.

"Aah! Ok bad idea."

Gasping from the sudden pain Sam squeezed his eyes shut, then re-opened them as soon as he felt his big brother's arm on his shoulder, supporting him, just like he always did.

"Thanks Dean"

"Don't mention it. Chick-flick boy!"

Ruffling his hand through his younger brother's hair Dean was stopped by a weak hand and a deadly serious look in Sam's eyes.

"What is it?"

"Dude! Don't touch the hair!"

Hearing the group of vampires outside laughing, Dean helped his brother off the makeshift operating table and onto the floor. Sam's arm around his older brother's for support, the Winchesters headed out the door to thank the vampires.

Noticing Emmett at the side of the door, Dean looked up from helping his brother. As their eyes met, gold into green, a look of understanding passed between them. In that moment Dean forgave the vampire that had hurt his brother realising that he was only trying to protect his family, just as Dean himself did. After acknowledging this with a slight nod Emmett moved out of the way to let the brothers through. Seeing the determined brothers Carlisle smiled then said

"You shouldn't really be up, you'll be needing six weeks bed rest to ensure the rib heals."

Noticing a mischievous glance between the two Winchesters Carlisle carried on

"But I don't think that's going to happen so just try and be careful. That means you as well Dean."

Dean looked down sheepishly as Sam smiled at the doctor.

"Thanks."

"It's my job. And if you're ever in need of help don't hesitate to come here."

"Tha-"

Sam was interrupted from apologising again by Dean practically pushing him out of the door and into the night, where the Impala was waiting for them.

"How did she get here?" exclaimed Dean in surprise. Leaning against the doorframe Edward chucked the keys to the confused Winchester.

"I love your car dude. Thought you'd need it so I drove it here."

Dean was speechless. This monster had driven his car! If it hadn't been for Sam tugging on his shirt sleeve Dean would've killed the vampire there and then. Dropping himself onto the Impala's driving seat Dean muttered

"He drove my car! My baby! Don't worry; I won't let him ever touch you again."

Sam sighed at his brother grumbling and cranked up the-

"Metallica man or you're getting out of my car and walking."