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The Last Van Helsing

Dean figured it was better that Evie got her proper good-bye and setting the bloodsuckers aflame. It was only fair for him because of what they did to her and her former guardian. Dean stood there for few minutes and watched Evie before placing a hand on her shoulder. "Let's go. I'm guessing that was your car that got wrecked. Let's grab what we can of yours and head to the motel." He offered as he guided her outside and toward the wrecked car.

From there they let Evie grab what she wanted and escorted her to the Impala, stashing all their weapons in the back under the false floor board. Dean started up his Baby and they headed back to the motel as promised. When they got there, the older grabbed a bag that was their first aide and went to the table. "Evie, right? Go ahead and grab a shower. We'll patch that arm up afterwards." Dean pulled out some wipes they had and cleaned his hands before leaning back in the chair while having looked to his little brother. "You wanna go ahead and call Boddy? I'm going to clean off my bed and let her have it for the night." Dean slowly stood up and went to clean off his bed for Evie to sleep on. Being the cilverous guy he was.

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Dean got to work on getting bodies stacked in a few different piles near and around the makeshift pyre. This took a bit of time but within half-way was when Dean stopped to look at Evie. He went over to her to check on her to realize that her arm was soaked in blood. He then remembered what happened and sighed. "Take a break. Sam and I can finish the rest. See if you can get that arm patched up till we get to the Motel." Dean told her with a knowing nod. She was a tough cookie that was for sure. Now, it was the brothers turns to finish the task.

When the brothers were done, Dean went over to Thomas' body and picked him up carefully. He then went over and placed him on a make shift pyre. After that he pulled out some matches, then looking to Evie. "Come here kid." Showing her the matches. "Would you like to do the honors?" He asks her.

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The older watched Evie interact with what was her guardian. He watched while she had her mlment to say good-bye and Sam telling her that they were her new guardians. When she realized what this meant, Dean nodded. He walked forward and placed a hand on her shoulder. "Yeah. We will. We'll take care of you too." He promised, meaning every word. He looked back to Sam then, "Let's get the gas and make a pyre for Thomas. Give him a Hunter's Burial." He looked to Evie while looking her over. "Got some strength to help me stack the bodies in piles and use some of these pallets to make a pyre for your friend?" He asks, hoping she was ready for the task.

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Dean held the girl for as long as she needed him, knowing that she needed to release all the pain and fear she was feeling. He waited till she ready to leave his arms. Rubbing her back in soothing circles, rocking her as he use to with Sam when he was younger. It was when she was calmer that Dean watched as she looked to them and asked about Thomas. Guessing what Sam was most likely thinking, the older Winchester thought about how to break it to her. He glanced to Sam before looking back to Evie. "Come on." He had no way to be able to tell her so he thought it better to show her as much as he knew that would hurt more.

When they got there, Dean brought her to the man now known as Thomas. "He seemed to have fought them off as long as he couldn't. We wouldn't have known that you were here if it weren't for him." Dean managed to tell Evie.

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Dean felt his blood boil with what the Vampire said about the girl. He was ready for the heartless bastard to die where he- nevermind! He was dead. With that, Dean relaxed and looked over Evie before putting away his gun and went over to the girl who was shaking like a leaf and in tears. Dean pulled her in a hug, wrapping his arms around her securely. "It's okay kiddo you're safe." Giving her the comfort she needed. "Let it out kid, let it out." He coaxed. He glanced to Sam and gave him the knowing look that she was fine.

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Dean stopped where he was when the Vamp head made his point for Dean to not step any closer by making Evie move her head uncomfortably. Dean made his point made when he had his focus and pistol at the Vampire's head. He would make sure that the Vamp would regret his choice somehow. Yet it was a whimper that brought him from his track of thought. Not lowering his guard, Dean looked to the source. He glanced at the girl before him, scared and afraid. It was a look that tore at his heart and soul. He this look all too well and never wanted to see it on a child's face. Unfortunately, this only solidified his resolve to get this girl out and safe. He only hoped Sam hadn't followed him and could get a better shot than him at the moment for it would be better that he was bait. "It's okay kid. It's alright." Dean assured, making sure that the attention was on him. He looked back to the Vampire head. "Let her go." He warned the bastard.

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Dean could hear all that was going on the closer they got to where the bloodsuckers gathered which was now the worst move they could pull and would now lead to their deaths. With a coven of Vampires, would be good to use some homemade bombs filled with silver and dead man's blood to cover the shrapnal to make it more effective.

Dean signaled Sam to separate to divide and conquer. To Box in and destroy. Throwing these bombs in many directions to take out a huge majority of the coven as Dean switched with having bullts dipped in dead man's blood, picking off what the bombs didn't. Any who dared get close to him, Dean had a machete on hand and unsheathed. Dodging and decapitating. The older Winchester's face was that of stone. Giving no emotion as he fought his way to get to Evie with Sam's help.

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Dean had watched as the man died in front of them, his heart dropped as he lowered his head, knowing there was nothing else they could have done but give his dying wish. As much as he had witnessed death and delivered it for most of his life, this still brought grief for him. A person that was pulled into a Hunter's life to protect someone they cared for most. Now the protection of the kid was now their's to bare and help keep a long-living, and probably the last of the family alive. Dean had ignored the blood that was now on his person as he gave his moment of silence for the man before his head snapped up in a sharp turn to the scream that he and his brother heard that was further within the warehouse. Dean then looked to his brother before getting to his feet quickly and taking off with Sam to the source of the scream that was Evie. A new source of motivation carrying him forward and willing to kill those who would stand in his way. He was a feared Hunter for a reason, same with his brother.

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Focused on the search, Dean had not expected to have a hand reach out and grab his arm. His first reaction was to bring his arm forward and to throw the person off balance to point his gun at the attacker's head. But that was short-lived when he changed his action and grabbed the guy to keep him upright. "Shit...Sam, help me here!" The guy they had met earlier looked like he had held off many Vampires and paid for it. He helped the guy to sit on the ground and rest against a wall to keep him upright.

What surprised the Winchester was the request this guy wanted from the brothers. To watch over this 'Evie', which he guessed was the girl and be her guardians. What surprised him, even more, was the fact that she was the Van Helsing, the most famous and thought to be an extinct family in the Hunter community. It was quite the last wish, and this man was trusting us with his Ward. He glanced at Sam, figuring that he knew what his brother's answer would be. Looking back to the young man, Dean nodded. "I promise. We'll keep her safe and be her guardians." Giving his promise, placing his hand on the dying man's shoulder.

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Dean looked where his brother pointed. Seeing the state of the car, was when Dean hurried out to the car with Sam, a pistol in hand with the safety on. When they were checking what could be seen, Dean had to wonder what had happened and who was in the car. Were they okay? Where did they go? It was when Dean's attention was on the same coughing that Sam heard. The older ran toward the warehouse and inside it, safety off and watching his surroundings for anything and everything while following the sound of the coughing. Silver bullets in the clip and ready to go. He hadn't thought twice that Sam had his back as he had gone in the building despite what maybe within.