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This made Dean relax knowing that Evie found that she could talk about her interests infront of the brothers. Hearing that she loved burgers and the types of movies she liked to watch had brightened his day. No doubt made Sam groan since he was the opposite of them. Hearing how the kis wanted to see New Orleans, Dean wondered about taking the her to go see the place some day. For now he was glad she was willing to open up.

Soon enough it was time to hit the hay and Dean was starting to get tired himself after all that happened. Dean stood up and stretched. "I think it's time to hit the hay. You can have my bed tonight. We'll leave in the morning and go from there." Informing her, figuring that he could sleep on the floor. It wouldnt be the first time.

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Dean rolled his eyes at the first part but he listened to her none the less. His heart broke her, knowing what it was like to be on the run. Not having a place to go. It was the life of a hunter and this girl was just too young to be in it. "Not exactly what I meant but I'm sorry for your loss kid. It's not easy to have this kind of lifestyle." Once he was done he cleaned up his mess and set the kit aside. He looked at her with a little more seriousness. "What I meant was what your interests are. What you don't like. Food, movies, places, things like that. We want you know You. Not your family history. You."

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Bobby hummed here and there as Sam explained what happened. "I see. Think you might bring her here when you come back this way? I want to get a look at the kid. I'll have some fake certificates made so we can hide that bloodline of hers. Keep certain things off her trail." Bobby explained. "Take care of the kid. Don't let Dean ruin her too much." More of a joke to lighten the mood.

When Dean was done with cleaning the bed off, he saw Evie come out of the bathroom and over to the table. He went and sat down on the other chair and pulled things while checking her arm to see if she needed stitches or just a simple bandage. "The name's Dean Winchester. Sam's my younger brother." Determining what needed to be done, poured alcohol on the wound and began bandaging it up. "Tell me a little about yourself,
Evie." Giving her something to distract her.

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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.