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Sliding Off the Edge of the World

Chapter Eleven

Off the Edge, Into the Future

The brothers turned around and went back. Neither felt right leaving until they were sure the lycan couple had moved on. Sam and Dean found themselves a short time later standing at the edge of the woods. "Are we really going to go back in there and look for the den?" Dean looked up at his lover.

"I suppose we should," Sam replied. "You stick with me, don't wander off. We're going to complete this damn hunt and get out of town."

"Fine," Dean responded. "Let's be responsible then and make absolutely sure they're gone."

They spent some time poking around. Dean jumped every time a twig snapped and Sam was amused. "Expecting your furry lover back, are you?" the big guy asked.

"Shut up, Sam," his brother grumbled. "That was mostly your fault, dressing me up as bait."

San snorted. "You look like bait no matter how you're dressed. Get used to the idea. I have."

"Smart ass," Dean snapped back.

They did find the den but it was empty. More than empty, it had been stripped down to the dirt floor.

"That's odd," Sam mused. "They went over the cliff but this looks more like they've moved out. What do you think?"

"Dead or alive, this looks like no more Lycans in this wood," Dean opined. "I suppose we can claim a successful hunt. Frank won't have to worry about his tourists and the tourist trap at the Park gates is going to be short a beggar. I think we can hit the road."

On the way back to the car Sam amused himself by coping a feel or two. Dean kept slapping his brother's hands away, still annoyed about being used as bait.

Once back in the Impala Sam didn't even challenge his grumpy pet. He let Dean drive without an argument, hoping to sweeten up the man's mood Sam knew unless Dean's mood improved he was more likely to end up in some scuzzy bar watching Dean play fast and loose with some bar hussies tonight Instead of cuddling with his sexy honey.

They headed north hoping for clear skies and cooler air. On the way out of town they passed a white van in the ditch with a tow truck and a couple of cop cars gathered around. They just kept driving.

By evening they were hundreds of miles away from Lydia and Jacob and the Lycans were just a blip falling off the edge of Winchester world. Dean actually wished them well. He had Sam, he had the wide world and he had his beloved Impala.

Dean glanced at his brother who was snoozing away, soft rumbling snores shaking his chest. As long as Sam loved him they could play all the games Sam loved. Dean knew he held his brother's heart in the palm of his hand. No matter what grief or monsters the future had in store as long as they looked out for each other it would all be fine.

The End

A/N We didn't get to angels in this story but there is more coming for our Winchesters.