Sunlight ¥ Dean Winchester [1]

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It had been weeks after the whole "Samuel" incident. Dean and Sam had gone to find the alpha for the vamps and found that Samuel was working with a demon named Crowley.

Now, Dean, Sam and Jessica were working for him.

"Can't believe we have to do this." Jessica huffed as she got out of the Impala.

"Well, we're stuck until Crowley gives us what we want." Sam replied as he watched Dean hand over the Rougaru.

"What do we want?" Jessica asked.

Sam opened his mouth only to be stopped by Dean.

"It's nothing, really."

Jessica eyed Dean. She knew he was lying, but she wasn't going to show it.

"Okay."

The three watched as the two demons drove away. Then, they got in their car and drove to their "house". (It was more like a trashed thing).

~<•>~

Jessica watched as the two brothers walked into the house. She followed after them.

Now, Jessica knew something was off about Sam. He seemed, empty in a way. Maybe it was the way he talked. Jessica couldn't really hear any emotion in his voice anymore. Or maybe the way he acted. Sometimes, Dean would tell his brother a joke. Jessica would laugh and wipe tears from her eyes. But Sam, it would take him at least three seconds to get it. And Dean would always look at Jessica and then to his brother and hit his shoulder. Then Sam would laugh.

As the door closed, Jessica crossed her arms and cleared her throat. The two men turned towards her.

"What's going on?" Jessica asked.

"Um..." Dean looked at Sam for help but received none. "I don't know what you mean."

"Don't play stupid." Jessica growled. "What's wrong with Sam? Why is he acting funny and what is it that we want from Crowley?"

Dean had an "oh shit" look on his face.

"I..." Dean sighed and scratched his head. "Sam he-he has no soul."

"NO SOUL?!" Jessica exclaimed. "Why didn't you tell me? This is important Dean!"

"Yeah." Dean sighed as he grabbed a whiskey bottle off of the fireplace mantel. "I know it's important Jess but-"

Dean turned around and saw that Sam and Jess were gone.

"Sam? Jess?"

There was silence.

Dean got out his gun and walked towards the front door. In the hallway, Sam laid unconscious on the ground.

Jessica was nowhere to be seen.

"Jess?" Dean whisper shouted. He got no answer.

But, what he did get was a blow to the head by the butt of a gun.

As Dean fell to the floor, a demon watched to make sure he was unconscious.

Once Dean was knocked out, the demon grabbed the man and tied him up.

~<•>~