Log - Hunting Trip

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What: Hunting trip with his kid brother, except it's less of a hunting trip and more getting to know Sam again. Sorta. Unadulterated violence on some vampires is a bonus.
Who: Sam Winchester (servedhell ) and demon Dean Winchester (roads_end  / protodemonic )
When: After [this]
Verse; Team Archangel

 

Dean isn't sure what to expect.

 By now he's used to seeing guys with his face around the place but it's a whole 'nother beast when it's Sam and instead of one, there’s two of ‘em. He knows there's that whole parallel dimension thing going on; it still doesn’t change the fact it’s friggen weird to see this Sam and have to remember that he’s not going to remember the same stuff he does or that there’s a lot of stuff he doesn’t know about the kid anymore. That whole <I>Lilith holds your contract</i> thing is new to him.

 He guesses he shouldn’t be surprised. After dying, it’s been a lot of catch up. He probably won’t remember everything about his brother, which sucks, but he deals ‘cause the other option is to be a little bitch in the corner about it and he’s not a little bitch. If he got through Alastair’s “care”, then he can get through this, whether it’s one Sam or two. Dean figures the kid is still Sam no matter what details don’t match up... and that right there is probably partially that freak obedience tethering him to the kid talking, this compulsion to jump for the kid whether he wanted it or not. The other half is probably just instinctive loyalty, something that carried over when he was still breathing. Either way, Dean’s willing to give this Sam a chance – as many chances as it takes – and he’s more than happy to wait for him to get his gear together for a hunt.

 Vampires. It was either ganking some vampires or trying to go after some demons. Vampires are a better bet. Unlike demons, vampires just need a good decapitation to put ‘em down all permanent-like. Most of the average demons out there can just smoke out of a corpse and they’re tough as all hell to kill (he knows he can only be a pain in the ass to another demon, which basically means it’s just a demonic slap fight instead of a fight to the death). At least with vampires it’s not the same problem. So if Sam’s going to be putting himself on the line, he’d rather go with vampires and it doesn’t really occur to Dean that they’re hunting his fellow monsters and maybe he should take that objective step back. At this point, they could be family.

 That hadn’t stopped him before. They’re not the work of an artist. They’re even more fair game since Sam wants them dead.

 Good enough for him.

 Dean idles by the porch, hands in his pockets, waiting for Sam. His black eyes flick out toward the Impala, then back toward the door. The proto-demon figures Sam probably needs time to get all the weapons together since there’s no such thing as overkill on this job.