Dean Winchester/Eliot

[hunterusheroicus]

Dean was pissed. They'd been on a case for a week and still hadn't figured it out. It seemed someone else was on the same case and the asshole seemed to be one step ahead of them. Finally they'd gotten a lead and were on their way to the house where the demon they were hunting was supposedly at. The poor sap being used as a meat suit was apparently some important businessman and the demon riding him around like his own personal pony was causing enough trouble to have made the papers a few times over.

He looked up at the house as they pulled up, eyes narrowing as he surveyed the layout. They got out and he popped the trunk, pulling out his pistol and the demon knife before sliding the blade into his boot. Once they were both loaded up they made their way to the door, pushing it open easily and heading inside. Dean immediately lifted the pistol, looking around before motioning to Sam that he was heading upstairs, being as silent as humanly possible.

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[hunterusheroicus]

"Stop getting so damn irritated." He growled back. That did narrow it down though. He tried to remember what he'd read about werewolves, especially ones that turned into animals. Damn it he knew he was going to have to call Sam on this one too.

He could call Sam and leave it at that. So long as he made sure he was away from the hotel because he knew his brother and he knew that as soon as he hung up he'd try to trace his cell phone. Maybe he could find out about what to do if Eliot did have serious silver poisoning.

"Relax." He growled, rubbing fingers over the back of his neck and squeezing lightly, massaging once he had the needle and thread ready. He focused though, eyes intent as he reached down and pinched the skin together so he could start stitching the wound shut.

[golden_retriever]

"Can't," Eliot ground out through gritted teeth. This was what he was warning Dean about, and if he stuck around, it would only get worse as they progressed towards the full moon.

Yet one word and a touch to the nape of his neck and Eliot found that he was relaxing. It was as if Dean's word was infused with magic and came out as a command that tamed his wolf. Whatever it was, Eliot found some of that anger fading away.

"Damnit," he muttered, much less irritable than before. It was just in time for him to start tensing when he felt the first touch of the needle digging into his skin. To his credit, he managed to stay pretty still, flinching only once or twice when the needle went in. That wasn't to say he wasn't moving though as there was no controlling the shivering his worn body produced.

[hunterusheroicus]

Thankfully it didn't take him long to close it up. Once he was done and got it fixed he poured a small amount of alcohol over the stitches before he bandaged him up. "Okay." He said softly, pushing off the bed carefully. He snagged another bottle of water from the fridge, setting it on the bedside table.

"Okay we're gonna get you moved around and cover you up. You're...a lot hotter than normal and I think that might be better for you." He slowly helped Eliot move, pulling the blanket out from underneath him. He kicked off his jeans before getting under the blankets.

"Okay come here." He helped Eliot back against his chest again, tugging the blankets around him trying to warm him up.

[golden_retriever]

The alcohol hurt. Jerking from the pain of that, it was a good thing that Dean was already holding him down or Eliot may very well hurt himself worse.

By the time Dean got around to moving him, Eliot was exhausted from it all and was rearranged on the bed without much protest. Even how he was put back against the hunter's chest, he only made a soft noise at the treatment.

"You treat all your one night stands like this?"

[hunterusheroicus]

He looked down at Eliot, sighing softly. This didn't feel like a one night stand for him anymore. He was tempted to tell Eliot that, but he had a feeling that if he did he'd probably end up taking off again before he was actually ready for it. "You're just the lucky one." He did say, rolling his eyes a bit as he held him.

He started brushing fingers through his hair again, yawning. "Damn it I'm fucking tired. Just...okay get some rest and we can deal with maybe getting some food in you in a little bit."

[golden_retriever]

It was just as well that Dean didn't say that out loud. While Eliot got the distinct feeling that things were beyond the 'one show only' stage, he wasn't sure what to think of their repeated encounters. That wasn't not even counting this crazy way Eliot was leaned against him.

Against Dean's chest, Eliot shook his head slightly. "Need more water." If he was poisoned, he was damn well going to purge the poisons out.

[hunterusheroicus]

He grabbed the bottle of water he'd set on the nightstand and opened it, handing it to Eliot. He closed his eyes for a moment before frowning. "I'm gonna call Sam in a few hours. He's probably driven all over town looking for me. I paid the guy at the desk extra not to say shit to anyone if someone came looking for me. Just in case."

He looked down at Eliot then. "Not gonna tell him where I am, but maybe he can give me some info. Well, he will because he knows that if he doesn't help he can just forget finding us. He can find a way to help flush out your wound though."

[golden_retriever]

Even with Dean's reassurances, Eliot tensed when he heard that Dean was going to call in his brother. Who happened to be the same man who shot him in the first place.

"Don't like it." He exhaled and drank half the bottle in one breath, then turned back to give Dean another strong look. "He wants me dead." And Eliot was supposed to trust a method that guy came up with to clean his wound?

[hunterusheroicus]

Dean could feel Eliot tense and he bit his lip. "Probably, but he isn't going to tell me something that will kill you. He knows how that would end up." He chose not to elaborate on that fact too deeply. "He...can't really talk though. He had to kill a werewolf he was falling for once. She was...a real sweet girl. Sam cared about her, but in the end we couldn't save her from becoming what she was. In the end she asked Sam to do it."

He remembered Madison and frowned. "You aren't the same kind though." He shifted a bit, suddenly uncomfortable as he continued. "I started doing research. Made him pull up the different lore on werewolves. I found out a lot about there being different kinds. Narrowed it down based on you not having a taste for human. You turning into an actual wolf will probably narrow it down some more..."

He hoped Eliot wouldn't get upset at the fact that Dean had been trying to find out more about what he was. It had been curiosity at first, finding out that there were werewolves out there that didn't feed on humans. Didn't even have the urge to, in fact.

[golden_retriever]

Eliot grunted at the discovery that Dean had been searching up about him. Not specifically, but the species, if he could call it that. He wasn't horribly surprised given the man's calling and in this case, it might be what would save his life.

"Still don't like it," Eliot mumbled, but he knew another losing battle when he saw one. It was probably better if he just saved his breath and picked his battles.

So he sighed and drank the rest of the water bottle. "If you really think he can help..." He hoped he didn't trust the wrong person.

[hunterusheroicus]

"I know you don't." He mumbled softly. "To be honest...I really don't either, but he has all the research on his laptop. I don't want you getting any worse and we don't know how well you'll heal with this crap in you." He shifted, sliding down just a bit further before slowly lifting his head. "If I had been faster you never would have gotten shot."

He took the empty bottle, tossing it in the trash can. His hand brushed down Eliot's side carefully as he sighed.

[golden_retriever]

"'M not your responsibility," Eliot growled back under his breath, but he didn't try to argue further. He had used up too much energy as it was, he needed to rest.

So shifting into a position more comfortable in the hunter's hold, Eliot sighed and tried to relax. They met three times and he was already trusting enough to fall asleep with him... despite their opposing natures. Despite the relation of how he got shot.

It was baffling, but he accepted it as it was and tried to sleep.

[hunterusheroicus]

He decided not to argue either. He just know he was comfortable and that he was exhausted after everything had happened. He shifted with Eliot, closing his eyes and yawning as he brushed fingers through his hair slowly.

It honestly wasn't very long before he actually ended up falling asleep.

[golden_retriever]

This may very well be Dean's first time in seeing Eliot sleeping on the bed. The other two times Eliot had fallen asleep later than Dean and left before the hunter wrote up.

This time though, due to the wound and Dean's soothing petting, he was fast asleep in the hunter's arms.

When Dean woke, the tired werewolf was still asleep.

[hunterusheroicus]

He shifted slightly, looking down at Eliot and smiling suddenly. He bent his head, pressing his lips to the top of his head before carefully working his way out from beneath the man. He went to the fridge, grabbing a couple of bottle of water before setting them on the night stand within Eliot's reach.

He pulled on his jeans, watching the bed as he moved quietly before pulling his cellphone out of his pocket and slipping outside. He still had to call Sam, talk to him and try to get all this sorted out. Then maybe they could figure out how to get Eliot better faster.

[golden_retriever]

Normally, Eliot would have waken to that. Even when moved carefully, there should've been enough jostling to awaken the attentive werewolf, but normally Eliot didn't have a hole in his back.

Yet while he didn't come to, he still groaned at the shift and tried to reach a hand out to where Dean was.

Finding the pillow, he nuzzled against it and fell back fast asleep.

[hunterusheroicus]

Of course, within minutes the conversation turned heated. He'd left the door open a crack so he could continually check on Eliot, even if he was still sleeping. He frowned a bit, growling into the phone at his brother.

"Sam I don't give a shit! He isn't anything we've ever hunted before! He doesn't fucking eat people..." He paused, listening before shaking his head. "Sammy please, trust me for fucking once. Remember the research I asked you to look up? I narrowed down on a few books and I need you to look through them. Everything is bookmarked."

He paused again before snapping. "No! No! You shot him and I swear to GOD if you don't help me you can just go on your own. How many times have I given you the benefit of the doubt? Like with Ruby? The least you can do is this one thing for me." He glanced back at the door, peeking inside. "Yeah? Because maybe I care about him Sam? I don't know its...somethings different. I can't explain. Yeah. Thanks ok? Just...look through the shit I have bookmarked."

He leaned back against the wall next to the door. "Look through them and narrow down any that make a full change. No man beast thing. He turns full wolf. Yeah Sam. Just go through and figure out anything you can. I'll call back later on. Also, figure out what can be done for silver poisoning.... Yeah because of you. I still owe you an ass kicking for that. Get to work. Later." He flipped the phone shut, turning it off immediately as he sigh.

[golden_retriever]

Eliot was sleeping soundly up until loud shouting roused him from his rest. He opened an eye but closed it quickly once he realized the heated exchange was Dean on the phone talking about him.

Pretending to sleep, he listened attentively as Dean alternated between shouting and pleading with his brother. Eliot would've been inclined to argue for Sam if it would get Dean out of here, but the more he listened, the more he knew how futile it was.

When did three nights mean Dean was caring for him?

Probably when he fucking fell asleep with the guy petting his hair.

Eliot groaned at that realization and was inclined to agree something was different here.

When he heard the goodbye and the snap of Dean's phone, Eliot opened his eyes again and waited for Dean to reenter the room. "He agreed?"

[hunterusheroicus]

He jumped slightly when he heard Eliot's voice and he looked at him for a moment before nodding. "Yeah he's gonna go through some of my research and see what he can find." He walked over, sitting on the bed before grabbing a bottle of water and handing it to Eliot.

"He's not real happy about it, but I'm pretty sure he believes me about you not being anything we've ever hunted before. He knows there are other kinds out there. Read plenty about them in the past, but since we've never come across another kind its a little hard for him to believe." He shifted, shaking his head slightly before pausing.

"So exactly how much did you hear?" Because if Eliot had woken up when he was yelling at Sam, Dean knew there might be a chance Eliot had heard some of what he'd said about how he felt. He slowly looked down at the werewolf, staring at him.

[golden_retriever]

Eliot's expression was guarded, but he settled to give one shoulder, on the uninjured side, a slight lift up and down. He heard enough, but he didn't know how long Dean had been going before he woke up to their shouting.

"Thought people in your line of work need to keep an open mind," he muttered but left the commenting at that. If Dean's brother was agreeing to help, then that was all Eliot cared about.

Except that there was still the problem that Eliot didn't trust him, a feeling that was mutual, no doubt.

"You have him look up what's this goin' on between us too?" Because obviously something was.

[hunterusheroicus]

"Not always so good with being open minded. Especially when it comes to...stuff like this." He frowned, still looking down at Eliot. "I didn't need to ask him to look it up. He wants to figure it out anyways. Apparently he's already been looking through some of it and...he had an idea." Of course, Sam hadn't exactly told him anything about that.

"He wasn't sure on anything though because he didn't have any details. Now he does. I'm supposed to call him back in a few hours to see if he finds anything." He laid down next to Eliot, stretching out a bit. "So...I'm not the only one who knows that this isn't normal then? You feel something too."

[golden_retriever]

"I fell asleep next to you and I don't even know you." That was pretty self explanatory, not to mention all the other weird things that he felt his wolf react to.

If Dean didn't get the idea before, there was the feeling that Eliot was a very cautious man. Perhaps even to the degree of paranoia with how he reacted to some things.

"I wanna know what the hell's goin' on, man." Then he glanced at Dean and added, "No offense."

Finally taking the new bottle of water, he shifted carefully so he was half raised so he could drink it. He still felt sick and his body was still burning up, but he seemed to have shivered slightly less. Yet at this point, he wasn't sure if that was a good or bad sign.

[hunterusheroicus]

"I want to know whats going on too so no offense taken." He closed his eyes before scrubbing a hand through his hair and down his face almost roughly. "Fuck." He laughed before frowning and shaking his head.

"Look we'll get you fixed up. Sam isn't dumb enough to try and kill you now. He knows what I would do. So we'll...you'll heal up and get better. Then, you'll be able to leave. Maybe..." He swallowed, eyes still shut. "Its probably just some sort of weird fluke or something."

After a minute he growled at himself before pushing himself up. "I'm gonna take a shower. Theres a few more bottles of water on the night stand. When I get out I'll fix something to eat if your hungry."

[golden_retriever]

"Not hungry," Eliot mumbled and settled back to finding a comfortable position on the bed. It took too much effort to move, this felt even worse than his extended stay in the North Korea underground prison.

"But should eat..." By then it seemed like Dean had already wandered off to shower, so Eliot contented himself in trying to get more water into him.

Of course, all that drinking had the other problem, and that was he needed to take a leak. Ah shit, Dean was in there too. Not to mention he didn't know if he was steady enough to get himself across the room anyway.

Growling in frustration at his own weakness, he put the water back down and willed himself to rest until Dean came back to help him.

[hunterusheroicus]

He leaned out of the bathroom at the growl, eyebrow raised. He'd pretty much already completely undressed and he grabbed a towel, wrapping it around his waist. "You need something? I'm not actually all wet yet."

His face broke into a quick smile as he waited, stepping out of the bathroom now and holding the towel up.