SSSS CHAPTER 7!

Alex- Why?
Dean- It's your wheelchair
Sam- How do you know?
Dean- I checked her room out and it was missing
Alex- Greaaaat. *Sarcastically*
Dean- Don't worry Alex. We'll protect you from your wheel chair.
Alex- Dude that is so not funny. And what did you mean when you said 'other things'?
Dean- We'll discuss that later, when Sam's not around.
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After an hour, Alex was asleep, Sam was on his laptop, and Dean had decided to take care of his Impala. Dean filled a dish with food and gave it to the gerbil. After it was done eating, Dean took the gerbil out of the cage and placed it on the table. The gerbil started to run around the table, while Dean would chase it with his hands and block it's way.
Sam took a break from researching and needed to stretch his arms. As he was stretching, he realized what Dean was doing. Sam raised his eyebrows and stares at what his brother was doing.
Dean noticed that the clicking on the laptop had stopped, so he looked over to see Sam staring at him.
Dean- What?
Sam- Your playing with a gerbil?
Dean- It's my baby. I'm not just going to neglect her.
Sam- Ok. What ever you say Dean.
When Sam wasn't looking, Dean took his sock off and rolled it up into a ball. Dean then threw the sock at Sam, but he had turned around in time. Sam dropped to the floor, dodging the sock. Unfortunatly Alex was sitting right behind Sam and got hit in the head, by the large ball of sock.
Alex's eyes whipped open and she started looking around the room confused. Then she spotted the sock and noticed the smell, so she started coughing and gagging.
By this time, Dean was already sitting on the bed next to the nightstand, making sure she was alright.
Sam- Way to go Dean.
Dean- Hey! If you didn't duck, she wouldn't have gotten hit.
Sam- Well I wouldn't have ducked, if you didn't throw your sock at me!
Dean- And I wouldn't have thrown it at you, if you didn't mock me!
Alex- I swear you two argue more than a married couple.
Sam and Dean stop arguing and look over at Alex, then back to eachother.
Alex- Hey Dean? Can you do me a favor?
Dean- Sure. What do you need?
Alex- Could you please stop throwing things at Sam?
Sam- I second that.
Dean- Fine, but what else am I supposed to do with my spare time?
Alex- *Slowly raising her voice* I may be walking out on a limb here, but I think you could try to find a way to turn us back!
Sam- She's got a good point Dean.
Dean- I should lock you two up in the cage instead of the Impala.
Sam- Why? So you can snuggle with it?
Dean was about to flick Sam over with his finger, but saw Alex glaring at him. After removing his hand, he got up and mumbled something under his breath, then grabbed the dog to let him out.
While Dean was outside, Sam went back to researching on his laptop.
Alex- So did you find anything yet?
Sam- *Sighing* No. I just wish that there was more I could do to help. I mean there's gotta be something out there.
Alex- *Facing the laptop screen* Well did you try- *Pausing* What's that?
Sam- Huh? What's what?
Alex- That! *Pointing to the screen* That doesn't look like it has to do with our situation, Sam! What does making deals with demons at a crossroads have to do with our situation?!
Sam- Alex. Just try to calm down alright?
Alex- Calm down?! Your NOT looking up a cure for this! Your looking up another hunt! Which is pretty pointless at your size!
Sam- It's not another hunt! it's for-
Dean- *Walking in the door* Hey! Knock it off you two. *Closing the door behind him* What's going on? When I left, you guys were fine. What happend? *Walking over to the nightstand*
Alex- *Glaring at Sam* Your brother isn't looking up ways to turn us back!
Dean- *Laughing a little* Do I even want to know what you were looking up Sammy?
Sam- It was nothing.
Alex- I'll say. *Folding her arms*
Dean- Alex? What was he looking up?
Alex- *Shrugging and shaking her head* Something about demons and crossroads.
Dean- *Sighing* Alex. Sam and I need to talk in private. Is it alright if we talk in your room?
Alex- Like I have a choice! *Realizing she was being a little edgy* Sorry. Yes, you can use my room.
Dean gave her a concerned look, before he picked up Sam. He walked over to Alex's room, where he placed Sam on the table. Dean pulled out a chair and sat down, folding his arms and letting them rest on the table.
Dean- Why?
Sam- Because I'm your brother and I said I would get you out of this!
Dean- And what about your situation huh? You think that this is just your problem and that it's ok to put it on hold? Well it's not! Alex is involved! My car is involved! Your not the only one going through this Sam!
Sam- It's not that I didn't try to look for a way to return things back to normal! I did and I couldn't find anything! So I thought I'd try to fix your problem!
Dean- Sam. I know your trying to help, but now is not the time. Right now we have no clue what is going and we need to stop it before something bad happens. Just think about Alex. She's been through a lot. Do you really want her to suffer any more?
Sam- *Sighing* No.
Dean- That's the spirit! *Ruffling Sam's hair with his finger*
Sam- *Swatting Dean's finger* Dude! You mind?
Dean- No.