Episode: Season 2 Episode 17

Part: 1

Key:

(M/n) = Male Name

(L/n) = Last Name

(D/n) = Demon Name

(N/n) = Nickname

WARNING: Death, swearing, boy x boy, some triggering stuff. This is Supernatural, everything happens in this show/fandom

Enjoy~

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~In a morgue~

(M/n) watched as an employee slide a man's, named Nate, corpse from his compartment.

"Here he is, Detective." The employee said. The man had stitches running along his chest, stomach, shoulders, and throat.

The smell of blood was invading the demons nose. It was am intoxicating smell. So sweet. The taste of the red liquid that kept humans alive made the demon crazy.

Oh how he missed the feeling of it on his hands. The feeling of it in his mouth, and the feeling of it going down his throat. The sweet screams of his victims dying. He missed it so badly.

"That's a pretty nasty bite."

"Mm-hmmm."

"You know what bit him?"

"I haven't quite determined that just yet." The employee said, averting her eyes.

"Come on, Doc. Off the record." Thoughts of slaughtering the human before him flooded his mind. He tried to push it aside. There was work to do. Plus the brothers wouldn't be happy with him if he killed an innocent.

"Okay, way, way off the record....."

"Sure."

"If I didn't know better, I'd say the guy was attacked by a wolf. But unless I know that the zoo is missing one of their lobos, I'm going with pitbull. I like my job." She said, eyeing him.

"Yeah, I hear you. One more thing. This guy...was he missing his heart?"

"Yeah, how did you know that? I haven't even finished my report."

"Lucky guess."

~Motel Room~

"This lawyer guy, the first heart-free corpse in town?" Dean asked, cleaning his guns.

"First man. Over the past year, several women have gone missing. Dead bodies all washed up later in the bay, too deteriorated to draw firm conclusions."

"But no hearts?"

"No hearts. They were all hookers working Hunter's Point. Now, cops are trying to keep things under wrap, but they're looking for a serial killer,"

"And the lunar cycle?"

"Mm-hmm. Yeah, month after month, all the murders happen in the week leading up to the full moon."

"Which is this week, right?"

"Hence the lawyer."

"Awesome."

"Dean, could you be a bogger geek about this?"

"I'm sorry, man, but what about "a human by day, a freak animal killing machines by moonlight" don't you understand? I mean, werewolves are badass. We haven't seen one since we were kids."

"Okay, Sparky. And you know what? After we kill it, we can go to Disneyland."

Soon, (M/n) burst in, slamming the door closed. Breathing heavy. His bloodlust was way out of the roof.

"Hey, man, you alright?" Dean asked.

"Yeah, you look like you just chased by a wolf." Sam smirked a bit.

"Ha, ha, ha. Very funny. But no, I'm fine. Perfectly.....fine. What's our next move?" The demon said, trying to keep his mind occupied.

~Madison's Apartment~

She let the three in.

"I don't understand. I already gave my statement." She said.

"Right, well, we just need to verify a few things." Sam said.

"This is my neighbor, Glen. Glen, this is Detective......"

"Landis. And Detective Dante and (Your detective name)." Dean said. Glen, a bearded man wearing 'Mission Church' T-Shirt stood up.

"Well, I guess I'll leave you to it." He said.

"Okay. Thanks for the casserole."

"Oh, how thoughtful." Dean said.

"Just call if you need anything." They watched him leave.

"He's sweet. He came over to check on me. Have, have a seat." They all sat down.

"You must be pretty shaken up. You were Nate Mulligan's assistant, right?" Sam started.

"For two years, yeah."

"Do, you knew all about him?" Dean asked.

"Probably knew more about him than he did. Nate was...." She smiled. "He was nice."

"But?"

"Nothing, really. I...He had a few scotches in him, and he'd start hitting on anyone in a five-mile radius. You know the type." Sam and Dean both noticed (M/n) kinda staring at her. The thoughts started creeping on him again.

"Yeah. I do, actually." Sam said.

Dean turned his gaze back to the girl. "Did, uh, did he have any enemies?"

"What do you mean? It sure looked like an animal attack."

"No, yeah, we're just covering all the bases. Anyone that might have had a beef with him, a former client, an ex?" Sam noticed her think of somebody.

"What?"

"Well, this is embarrassing, but my ex-boyfriend, Kurt-"

"Kurt have a last name?" (M/n) asked, finally snapping out of it.

"Mueller. After we broke up, he went kind of nuts. He's....well, he's kind of been stalking me. He got it in his head that something was going on between me and Nate. He showed up at my office."

"What happened?"

"Kurt got into it with Nate, threw a punch before security grabbed him. I was lucky to keep my job."

"When was the last time you saw Kurt?"

"A few nights ago. Actually the night Nate died. We were all grabbing drinks at this bar, and Kurt showed up."

"And?"

"Nothing. It was...like he was watching me. Then he was gone. To tell you the truth....he scares me."

~Outside the apartment~

"So, what do you think?" (M/n) asked.

"Stalker ex-boyfriend? He hates the boss. And he was there that night."

"Think he's our dog-faced boy?"

"Well, it's a theory."

"We've had worse."

"Yeah."

"What do you say we pay Kurt a visit?"

~Kurt's apartment~

(M/n) was picking the lock and opened the door. Dean smiled, proud of the demon. They all entered. While they were looking through the kitchen, (M/n) felt like they were being watched.

"Anything?"

"No, nothing but leftovers and a six-pack." Dean said, closing the fridge.

"Check the freezer. Maybe there's some human hearts behind the Haagen-Dazs or something."

As Dean turned to the freezer, they heard a door open and close, followed by a crash outside. Dean stepped out the sliding glass door onto the balcony. On the wall of the building, he noticed claw marks, in the concrete wall, sliding all the way down to the ground.

"Guys, come here!" The other two joined him. "Check it out."

Soon they heard a gunshot. They raced down the street, only to find a policeman's body, completely mauled.

"I'll call 911."

Dean bent down to examine the corpse. "I'd sat Kurt's looking more and like our Cujo."

"Dean, if he's out here, we better check on Madison."

"Yea- Hey, where's (M/n)?" Dean got up and looked around, noticing the demon was gone.

~Madison's kitchen~

She was pouring the boys coffee.

"Has Kurt been here?" Sam asked.

"Not exactly."

"What exactly does 'not exactly' mean?"

"Well, he was outside last night. Just....Looking. Just looking at me." The brothers exchanged a look. "Has he done something?"

"We're not really sure."

"It's probably nothing, but...we just don't wanna take any chances. In fact, one of us should probably stay here with you? Just in case he stops by. Where does he work?"

"He owns a body shop."

"You mind grabbing that address for us?" She nodded and left the room. "Thanks."

"All right, you go. I'll stay."

"Alright, fine. And I'm gonna try to find (M/n) at that."

(M/n) was back at the motel room, in the bathroom, breathing heavy. He was looking in the mirror. The smell of that officers blood was too much. He was so close to cleaning the body himself.

"Aw, the poor baby is giving in~" Azazel mocked, standing behind the boy.

"What do you want?" The demon growled.

"I came to see how my favorite demon was doing. Is your natural instincts coming back?"

"Shut up."

"It is~ I can see it in your eyes. Your not meant to be a hunter or monsters. Your a hunter of humans. Made to destroy mankind."

"Shut up. It's not true." The demon covered his ears, not wanting to hear the yellow eyed demon talk anymore.

"Come on, (D/n). You know that's why you Knights were created. Those insticnts will over power you. And you will kill again."

The demon growled, his eyes snapped open, they were black.

"Your nothing but a monster." The words echoed in the boys head.

"I said " He shrieked, he punched the mirror, shattering it. Breathing hard, he realized Azazel wasn't in the room with him. But now his animal nature bested him.

~Later~

Dean came in the motel. "(M/n)? Are you in here?"

It was dark. Silent. Dean had a bad feeling in the pit of his stomach.

He turned the light on. Walking around, looking for his loved one.

He turned to the bathroom. "(M/n)?"

He turned the light on in the bathroom.

There, sitting on the floor. In a bloody mess. Was the demon. Panicked eyes met sorrowful, ready to cry ones.

The demon had blood all over his mouth, hands, neck, and clothes.

"Dean." His voice cracked as tears welled in his eyes.

"Oh, (M/n), what happened?" The male walked over to the smaller male on the ground, kneeling down.

"I'm sorry, I couldn't help it." (M/n) brought his knees to his chest, wrapping his arms around his legs and borrowed his head between his knees. And cried. "I'm a monster."

Dean put a gentle hand on his shoulder. "No your not. It....It just happened."

The boy looked up, the Winchester smiled a bit.

"Now, lets try to clean you up a bit." Dean picked up the smaller male, carrying him out the bathroom and set him on the bed. He went back into the bathroom and got a wash cloth, putting warm water on it and going back to the boy on the bed, who was looking down. Dean started wiping the blood off his face, neck and lastly his hands. He didn't get all of it, but most of it came off.

"Well....I think those cloths are now trashed...." The oldest Winchester said, sounding like a mom. It made the demon chuckle a bit.

Dean smiled, leaning down and kissing him lightly. (M/n) wrapped his arms around his neck, pulling him closer.

Dean licked the boys bottom lip, who accepted, and explored his mouth with his tongue. Tasting blood. The taller one pushed (M/n) onto the bed, before slowly taking the demons shirt off.

Dean's lips lightly kissed down the boy's jaw to his neck. (M/n) was letting out little moans as the human on top of him nipped and licked his neck.

A rough hand gently rubbed a nub of a nipple, before venturing down the demons sides and looping his fingers in his pants loops.

(M/n) got impatient and took off the man's jacket and shirt. His own hands clumsily unbuttoning the others pants and yanked them down.

Dean took off (M/n)'s at the same time as (M/n) took off Deans.

They stood up for a moment to discard their pants and underwear, laying back down on the bed, Dean slide his fingers in the demons greedy mouth. Licking and sucking on them for a little bit before Dean pulled them out and moving them to the demon's ass.

Slowly moving one into his hole, the demon moaned at the tightness. Dean pumped his finger in and out slowly, adding another finger.

After a while of preparing the male, Dean pulling his fingers out the demons asshole and positioned himself. Kissing the boy deeply, the Winchester entered the other slowly.

(M/n) moaned loud, muffled by the others mouth on his. The Winchester thrusted in and out, going slow, before he picked up the pace. Before long, Dean was slamming into (M/n).

Kisses became sloppy and thirsty.

Thrusts became sloppy as well.

After going for a few hours, (M/n) hit his climax. Milking the other's climax to hit also.

Both panted, staring at each other, before smiling and kissing again lightly.