Caleb and
Dean drove into town and stocked up on groceries and medical supplies Bobby was
running low on. The two had spent a good
deal on the food and added things Sam would eat. At the pharmacy, basic first aid items were
purchased. While Caleb was paying for
the items, Dean walked next door and entered a book store. The hunter saw him leave and frowned. He quickly put the merchandise in his truck
and entered the book store.
Dean was
in the children’s books, looking for books for Sam and for himself. Both boys read above their age level. Caleb helped Dean find some books on animal
life, oceans, and space for Sam. Dean
walked over to a young adult section and chose Doyle’s Holmes, and Bradbury’s
Mars books.
The two
climbed into the truck when Dean looked at the pharmacy and saw the man who had
been at the door on Halloween. He had
been after Sam. Dean knew he was a
demon. He gently touched Caleb and
nodded towards the man.
“He’s a demon.”
“We’re
heading out, Dean. Keep an eye out for
anything or anyone else who looks wrong,” the hunter spoke softly.
Reaching
the salvage yard, the two began to unload the truck with the help of
Bobby. Sam was told to stay inside.
Bobby
fixed lunch and told everyone what needed to be done. He explained about the safe room and told
them to go there if the house was breached.
Dean nodded and looked at Sam who was having a difficult time keeping up
with the conversation.
“Sammy? You remember when I said there were bad things
and we had to be careful at times?”
“Yeah, Dean. Is this one of those times?”
“Yeah,
Sammy, so we do exactly what Uncle Bobby and Caleb tell us. That way we stay safe. Okay?”
“Okay,
Dean,” the young boy answered softly.
After
lunch, the older Winchester took his brother upstairs and they both started
reading the new books. Slowly the sun
began to set. The two hunters kept
watch.
No one knew Dean had a pistol filled with salt rounds
under his pillow.
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