On the Mend
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Hearing the old house moaning and creaking wasn’t something he normally paid attention to, usually just rolling back over and drifting back to sleep. But, something told him this was different. The floorboards creaked, and he quickly sprang awake, climbing out of bed and grabbing his knife from under his pillow. He tiptoed towards the door, listening before he moved to open the door.
He would never tell Bobby this, but there were nights that his old place just seemed creepy, like creepy as in ‘this place is hiding a lot of things and many of those can kill you.’ And of course, as if by pure luck, he was stuck in the house alone. His arm was still on the men, considering he damn near broke it on the last hunt he went on with Sam. Bobby had taken his brother out to go on a few hunts, at least until his arm was healed properly.
It was aggravating, stuck playing librarian while they went out. He didn’t know how the elder did it, but it was something he wasn’t fond of. And now, Dean was alone, in Bobby’s house, and he was pretty sure there was someone else inside. A burglar? Maybe. But, either way, he needed to take care of them, and fast.
