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Sam is gonna skin me alive I thought to myself. I’m so dead. Lying to his face and disobeying a direct order. What was I thinking? I wasn’t thinking I was temporarily insane. Let’s go with that.
Oh well, time to face the music I said as I headed back to the bunker.
Shaking slightly, I opened the door to the bunker and stepped in. No Moose waiting for me. That’s a good sign. Dean was there below sitting at the table eating a burger.
“Hi” I said.
“Hello to you too,” he replied.
“How pissed is he?” I asked.
“He’s super pissed and hurt. You wounded him terribly” Dean looked compassionately at me. My trembling increased.
“I never meant to hurt him. And I’m so so sorry I did”
“Not as sorry as you’re gonna be” Dean sent off a quick text message on his phone. “So how did it go? Was it worth it?
“Oh hell no it wasn’t worth it. There was nothing there. No ghost ,no vampire, no ghoul, nada , zip zilch.”
“Lucky for you. Cause if you found something and didn’t kill it, it could have killed you” his voice got harder. “Do you understand what could have happened to you? And where was your backup?”
Before I could stop myself, I blurted out “Claire was with me” I realized my mistake the moment I said it. Sure enough Dean exploded.
“CLAIRE? You honestly think Claire was gonna be able to help you?”
He put down his burger.
“Now Dean,” I tried to placate him. “Claire is a fine hunter. You trained her, Jody trained her and so did Cas”
He cut me off
“She’s still a newbie not fit to look after an inexperienced little girl.”
“I’m not a little girl. I’m 18” I argued but the look in his eye stopped me cold.
“But you are inexperienced. Sam and I decide when you’re ready not you, not Claire. Got it?” He fixed me with a stare that few have lived to talk about.
“Yessir,” I said softly.
He seemed to relax some after that.
“Sam will be here soon. You should eat something. Want a burger,” he asked.
“I couldn’t eat a thing.” I said.
He shrugged and went back to eating.
When the door opened I jumped at least a foot. In walked Sam.
“Come with me,” he said coldly.
“Sam I’m so sorry,” I began but he cut me off.
“Save it”
He led me through the bunker down to the dungeon. When the door opened I gasped. There was an old fashioned spanking bench in the center of the room. It came complete with shackles and binding straps. I was doomed and I knew it.