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In Which Dean Blows his Cover
Jan. 14th, 2009 07:52 pm[Cowritten with ![[livejournal.com profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/external/lj-userinfo.gif)
maninflannel and ilove_atallman. Set about six months after THIS.]
He was bleeding. Bleeding wasn't a good sign.
His weight slumped into Ruby as he let her haul him up the stairs to the front of Bobby's old house, glancing back over her shoulder. The demons were coming and they were coming fast. She knew that going to Bobby was the right choice, strategically speaking, and that it was safe, but she wasn't ignoring the fact that this was going to blow their cover in a big way. Dean wouldn't be able to guarantee that Bobby would keep his mouth shut to Sam, but he was right in saying that they didn't have any other choice. She hauled them up the stairs letting Dean still lean heavily on her as she knocked loudly on the door.
"C'mon, Bobby," he sighed. "Open up."
Bobby had been going through his books, looking for a certain one Sam wanted him to ship out for his and Beth's latest job. When he heard the knock, then the voice, his eyes narrowed. He grabbed his knife and went to the door, opening it just inches, and glaring out. "..What the fuck.."
"Look, Bobby," Dean winced slightly, as Ruby shifted against where he was injured to try and brace his weight better. "I know I have a lot of explaining to do, but I don't have anywhere else to go. I swear I'm not a demon or a shapeshifter, just please." Bobby could probably see the swatch of red where Dean was bleeding from, and as it spread onto Ruby, who was holding a hand to the wound as she tried to keep Dean on his feet.
He stared at them longer, more glares going Ruby's way. He gripped his knife tightly. "I'm supposed t'believe ya?"
( *** )
maninflannel and ilove_atallman. Set about six months after THIS.]He was bleeding. Bleeding wasn't a good sign.
His weight slumped into Ruby as he let her haul him up the stairs to the front of Bobby's old house, glancing back over her shoulder. The demons were coming and they were coming fast. She knew that going to Bobby was the right choice, strategically speaking, and that it was safe, but she wasn't ignoring the fact that this was going to blow their cover in a big way. Dean wouldn't be able to guarantee that Bobby would keep his mouth shut to Sam, but he was right in saying that they didn't have any other choice. She hauled them up the stairs letting Dean still lean heavily on her as she knocked loudly on the door.
"C'mon, Bobby," he sighed. "Open up."
Bobby had been going through his books, looking for a certain one Sam wanted him to ship out for his and Beth's latest job. When he heard the knock, then the voice, his eyes narrowed. He grabbed his knife and went to the door, opening it just inches, and glaring out. "..What the fuck.."
"Look, Bobby," Dean winced slightly, as Ruby shifted against where he was injured to try and brace his weight better. "I know I have a lot of explaining to do, but I don't have anywhere else to go. I swear I'm not a demon or a shapeshifter, just please." Bobby could probably see the swatch of red where Dean was bleeding from, and as it spread onto Ruby, who was holding a hand to the wound as she tried to keep Dean on his feet.
He stared at them longer, more glares going Ruby's way. He gripped his knife tightly. "I'm supposed t'believe ya?"
( *** )
