Hunter: Part 5

Cain smirked.

Eliza pulled Sam out of the car. She dusted him off and rubbed his head.

“Are you okay?”

“I’m okay.”

Sam pushed her hand off his head.

“I’m a big now.”

Cain laughed.

“Of course, you are, buddy.”

Dean coughed.

“Mmmmm, a little help.”

“Oh right, sorry.”

Cain helped Rose get out of the car, he went to help Blake, but he popped his hand like he was a misbehaving five-year-old. He hopped out of the car using his right arm to support his left; Cain backed off. Dean gently picked up Davina.

“She’s unconscious,” said Cain

“Thanks, I didn’t notice.”

Dean laid her up against a tree, and Rose sat beside her.

“Guys, relax; we need to find Lily and Jack.”

“Rose is right; I’ll search for them; you stay here.”

“Wait a minute, why do I have to stay here?” Cain questioned.

“Because I’m pretty sure you want to keep Eliza and Sam safe.”

“Yea, but—“

“I can protect myself, and I’ve kept Sam safe all this time… without you.”

“Of course, I know that, but…”

Eliza stared into Cain’s eyes, intensely demanding he stop being protective. Dean anxiously stepped in as he was worried about Lily and Jack.

“We’ll both go; I don’t want your girlfriend to beat you up.”

“Very funny! They flew off in that direction.”

Dean started walking; he looked back at Cain.

“Come on”

Cain looked at Eliza.

“It’s fine, go!”

Cain started to walk away slowly, still looking at Eliza. Dean grabbed his shoulder.

“Come on!”

He yanked Cain in front of him.

After about 10 minutes of walking, Dean decided it was time to understand Cain a little bit and see if everything about his relationship was legit.

“Soooo, she’s got you whipped?”

Cain took a minute to answer, then took a deep breath and smiled.

“I don’t think you understand how vampire emotions work.”

“I’m sorry I wasn’t taught to believe vampires had emotions.”

“We have families…”

“And?”

“Anyways, we have feelings; it’s not common for them to be for humans, though. I was born this way, and well… I love her.”

“Jesus Christ”

Dean moved a hanging tree branch.

“What?”

“Love her?”

“That’s what I said”

Dean looks in disbelief. He shakes his head.

“Wow!”

“Don’t believe me?”

“No, I do… it’s just I was taught one way… but… you do have feelings.”

“What’s the matter? feeling guilty for all the vamps you killed, slayer?” Cain mocked.

“No, they were evil… that’s different. I just-“

“I know we are making so much progress in you not hating me, but I smell blood.”

Dean looked around.

“Which way?”

Cain turned left and saw Lily leaning over Jack. He was propped up against a tree. Lily was trying to pull out a sharp object for his torso.

“Lily! You okay?”

“Yea I’m fine. Jack is bleeding like a lot and I-I don’t know what to do.”

Tears formed in Lily’s eyes. The wind blew her hair in front of her face.

“It won’t stop bleeding Dean!”

Dean put his hand on Lily’s shoulder and then pulled her up. She backed up slowly while wiping her tears away. She walked over to Cain, who was standing at a distance.

“Can’t handle the blood?”

“I can… I just prefer to not be tempted.”

Cain scratches the back of his head uncomfortably.

“He’s going to die, right?”

“Unfortunately, yes, I’m sorry.”

Lily just stood there in shock; she understood death but these past few months seemed like that’s all she knew. She recently saw people dying around or in front of her, but it didn’t make it easier. She didn’t know what to say. Cain, who was always empathetic to death, appeared unbothered. Dean sat on the ground next to Jack; he reached into his jacket pocket and handed Jack his flask. Jack took a sip.

“Whiskey, you’re really carrying around whiskey?” Said Jack, and then he laughed.

He coughed up some blood directly after.

“Yea”

“Well, I guess I’m not going to Ravensedge with you.”

“In another life, it’ll be me and you hunting witches.”

“I’ll be there, late and guns blazing as usual.”

Jack took another sip and then handed Dean back the flask.

A few moments of complete silence passed until Jack broke it.

“Alright, no need for a slow death. End it”

Dean spit out the whiskey.

“I’m sorry, what?”

“Finish me off.”

“I can’t.”

Dean’s voice cracked.

“Listen, no… need for that. Okay?”

Jack looked over at Lily and Cain.

“You vampire!”

Cain looked at Jack in frustration. As he had already told them what he was name was.

“Name is not vampire…”

“Sorry… Cain, I need a favor.”

Cain walked over to Jack.

“What is it?”

“Dean won’t do it. Kill me.”

“You want me to…but-“

“Do it! I don’t want a slow death!” Jack demanded.

“Well… okay.”

Dean grabbed the collar of Cain’s shirt.

“Don’t you fucking dare!”

“Dean, he’s dying anyway; he landed on whatever the fuck that is?”

Cain touched the pointy yet broad object that went all the way through Jack’s torso.

Lily turned away.

“Please end it, Cain.”

“I will fucking kill you if you hurt him.”

“You can’t kill me, remember?”

Tears formed in Dean’s eyes.

“Cain!” Yelled Dean

Cain looked at Jack once more and nodded.

Jack closed his eyes and smiled.

Cain gripped Jack’s neck, and Dean grabbed Cain’s arms, trying to pull them off.

“DON’T”

Cain snapped Jack’s neck with ease. The bone-cracking made Lily tremble. Dean's eyes widened, and he balled up both fists.

Before Cain could say anything, Dean started punching him in the face. Unfortunately for Dean, these hits did nothing to Cain, for he was unlike any vampire he had ever faced. Cain grabbed both of Dean’s hands.

“Stop, okay… I know you’re upset, but he was going to die anyway.”

“What happened to your empathy! I thought you cared for humans! Or do you just care about your family!”

“I do care; that's why I did it.”

Lily budded in the argument.

“A few minutes ago, you looked pretty unbothered.” Said, Lily

“Stay out of this”

Lily rolled her eyes.

“Unbothered? Yea, you don’t care. I don’t need you. I can’t hunt on my own.”

Cain let Dean’s hands go.

“Fine”

“Just know when I find a way to kill you, you’re dead.”

Cain walked away.

Lily tried her best to comfort Dean; he stared at Jack’s lifeless body.

“I’m so sorry.”

Dean felt guilty, two of his crew died today, and he did nothing to save them. He felt like a failure; he didn’t get to Cassius, he couldn’t kill Cain, he didn’t save Mack or Jack, and he didn’t stop the werewolves that ran them off the road. He couldn’t help but think his parents would be so disappointed in him.

He came from a long line of legendary hunters so he expected to be the same, but so far he’s done nothing but get people killed.