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Sam was on his motorcycle, racing across the city as he followed the magical tracer that was leading him to where the Triad was holding the reapers. Ruby had taken her sweet time trying to break through their magic, but she had and they knew where their main base of operations was.

Now Sam was on the trail of a magical orb of light, guiding him to the location that Ruby and the other demons had already gone ahead to scout out and prepare for him. The other human hunters, including his son, were all safe in the complex and working to defend it if this was a trap.

The Triad were the worst that Sam faced in this new world, and he didn't take anything they did without considering every faucet of the plot they could have. And with the demons at the location, he had more than enough protection to be able to protect himself.

After all, he might be immoral, but he wasn't a Highlander. Sam was pretty sure a well placed cut or explosion would be the end of him, and he wasn't about to give the Triad a chance to test that.

Ruby, I'm almost there. Five more minutes.

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He shook his head at Sam's offer. He didn't even mean to be an ass about. "I just. . . Not til I see Nancy or Tessa." Untill someone else he knew could watch over Dean. Alec didn't know these people and if anything happened to Dean it would be on his head. "Besides," he grinned. "I used to be able to bench press a Buick." He got out and scooped Dean up again.

"Alright. Nancy's going to meet us in the med ward. I don't know if they can really do anything for Dean, but at least they can see if they can."

He gave Alec room, watching them carefully.

Alec went where he was directed and laid Dean down on an available bed carefully and then curled up on the foot of the same bed while his eyes roamed the room for exits and Nancy.

Edited 2009-04-28 04:07 (UTC)

Sam stood in the doorway, watching as a few of the medics came in. He explained the situation, and they were careful, trying to figure out just how "alive" and "corperal" Dean was.

He also pulled out his cell phone to send a text to Michael. If his son was in the building, he might want to come down and see Dean. He wasn't sure, but it would be best to give him the option.

Steve McQueen's in med bay. Come down if you want to.

Nancy was waiting in the med area, and frowned as she tried to look around the people to see what was happening. Someone seemed to be hurt, and that was only increasing how worried she was. She didn't want to be in the way, but she started to hedge her way around the people until she could see Alec, and a hand covered her mouth when she saw how limp and not conscious Dean was.

Alec spotted her in the crowd. "Nancy." He thought the last time he had felt this relieved it was when Tessa had told him that he wasn't going to be snuffed out or send to Hell.

Nancy waited until the medical people had taken Dean and were starting to go to work on him, before moving over towards Alec, and placing a hand on his arm gently, looking him over.

"Are you okay? He didn't screw around with you, did he?"

He leaned into the contact. "No. Just Dean."

She closed her eyes, sighing slightly, before pushing herself up on her toes and wrapping her arms around his neck, pulling him into a warm hug. "We were so worried about you two."

He hugged her back, and pressed his face into her shoulder. "Thank you."

She closed her eyes into the hug, moving a hand down to rub his back lightly, before talking again. "You should probably get some rest. Stuff like this tends to wear a person out."

"Soon as I'm sure he'll be okay." He didn't let go of her but he did loosen his hold a little. "Stolas trapped him corporeal." And that, now that he'd had time to think about it, was really frightening. That was taking away part of what made a reaper a reaper. They, by nature, could come and go at will and their form should never be forced like that. It was wrong.

Nancy pulled back a bit, turning to look at Dean again. She was worried, about a lot of things, but the one thing she knew was that Dean wasn't about to disappear on them. "He'll be fine. He just needs a lot of rest. It takes a lot more than that to make a reaper not okay."

He nods. He even believes her, but he still can't make himself leave. This was his family now, the family that we was going to be with for even longer than he'd been with the other transgenics. This might be forever.

And he'd just been shown that they were vulnerable. He hated it. "It was an experament. That's all it was." Hated that he'd been pulled back to were he used to be. That they could be used and abused like this. "He just wanted to see if his stupid magic would work." He was so tired suddenly. In a lot of ways.

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Nancy tilted her head to the side slightly, turning her head to the side slightly. She didn't like the sound of this magic, but she would press someone about this later. Right now, she just wanted Alec to relax. He was safe here, and she wasn't going to be letting either of the boys out of her sight for a long time.

"Stolas is insane. He always goes for the overkill," she rubbed his shoulder lightly, before starting to pull away a bit. "Let me go see if I can get one of the medics to pull another bed in here. That way you don't have to go very far, okay?"

He let her go. "Yeah." He rubbed a hand over his face. "God, with the way I'm acting you'd think I was still nineteen." He took a deep breath and made an effort to pull his shit together.

She gave him a small smile and a quick kiss on the cheek, before disappearing around the corner, looking for someone who wasn't already busy dealing with Dean.

Alec stood and waited, watching the people around Dean, not knowing what else to so really, so he hooked his thumbs in his pockets and locked his knees so he wouldn't fall over and waited.

The medics stopped bustling a few minutes later, once all the injuries were bandaged in some fashion, and a little while after that, another cot was being pulled into the room, with Nancy close behind them.

"I talked to Tessa. She's working on a hard case, but she'll get here as soon as she can."

He nodded. Souls befor Reaper. "It's fine." And it was. He knew she cared, but the job came first. It was their reason for existing, and that wasn't going to change. "Can you stay?" If she could he could crash.

"Yeah," she said with a nod. "I can stay as long as you want."

"Thank you." He gave a shifty look that skipped between Dean, the bed, and Nancy. Then he grinned. "If he wakes up before me tell him I carried him around like a girl." Humor never hurt any one. He crawled onto the cot, curled up and slept.

Nancy chuckled softly under her breath, before pulling a chair to sit between the two of them, settling in and getting comfortable. She was going to be here a while, but she didn't really mind too much.

She just wished she had brought a book.

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