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The way things kept going with frequent visitors, and how their little family was increasing all the time now... Well the place was just getting too small. So Dean had started working on expanding out some rooms. He went over some plans with Xander recently. (Following a stern talking to about his brother, and how weird the idea of having a possible brother in law now was to all parties. A few threats were made and noted before he finally tabled the topic for the time being.)

The sound of hammering could easily be heard in their part of the city. Furthermore, between the humid temperature of the ship, and exertion from the construction project, Dean was now working shirtless with jeans and boots.

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"Tom needs you, too." Quietly said and no less true. "Tom and I became friends because of the Yeerks, true. But he's come to view you as someone to turn to and trust, just as much as me."

Dean looked surprised at that.

"Really? Wasn't sure, I know he's pretty close to you." They've spoken, but he hadn't spoken much with the kid where it was just the two of them. Sam was usually around. Even at the house.

"And you're the one who blurted out that we'd do anything for him that a brother would do." Which, to Sam's mind, meant that Dean was just as invested with Tom. "He trusts us, Dean. There's few enough people around here that he does trust. I'd rather not ruin that if we can avoid it."

"Uh yeah, well we would," Dean just shrugged with feigned casualness as he rubbed the back of his neck.

"I got it, never said I would. Was just thinking of it." More than just thinking, there were some planning going on too. The thing was, he would risk Punishment if there was no other way to free Tom, or especially Sam.

Sam eyed him for a moment, then decided to let it go for the moment. "Last ditch effort," he finally allowed. "Though I'd like to think we could talk Iniss out, first. He's scared of you, you know."

"As long as something changes soon," Dean allowed back, and he then snorted, "Good, he should be. If I could just yank the slug out I would."

Sam sighed. "I'm afraid that the science is going to trip us up there. But, well. You never know. Maybe something will change soon."

"Something better. Can't wait any longer on this."

"Believe me, there's only two people who want this right now more than me." Rhiow and Kang weren't even close.

"Yeah, I got it, Sam. I... I got it." He was going to say more, but he didn't want to bring up anything about hell again.

Sam knelt, rubbing his fingers into Bobby's coat. The pup had come back and laid down at his feet, watching the two of them. "I also don't think I could handle watching another Punishment." Especially if it was Dean. He shifted his shoulders, the scars on his back itching at the thought of Dean being hurt again and nothing he could do to help.

He shook his head at that, "Me neither. Not watching." Once brought back way too many memories, and it still made him shudder. Also brought back the nightmares too.

Dean gave Sam a concerned look, "Look, I don't want the kid to see that side ever, and sure as hell not putting him through it if I can help it. But if he's ever going to be free, the slug's gotta go."

"I know, Dean." And he honestly did. Sam wanted Iniss out of Tom's head as soon as possible, especially now that he knew Iniss was reneging on his deal. It maybe should have surprised him, but it didn't. "Just have to figure out a way to do it that doesn't undercut Tom himself."

"You got any other options, let's hear them."

"At the moment? No." Well, at least he was honest about it. "I just don't want to jump the gun. Especially since Stacy does consider Iniss a member of the crew." Which meant any threat to the slug would be considered a serious one.

Dean scowled more, "If that isn't the biggest load of bullcrap. How the hell is that crew? That'd be like Stacy making Meg crew."

"Yeah, well, the difference here is that Tom is crew, too." Sam shook his head. "So you're effectively doubling the problem by hurting two crew members at the same time. And, of course, more than that, it's Tom."

Tom who, as they told Marco, they considered to be like a brother. Which made them both protective of him.

"Hell yeah Tom's crew." Dean definitely was feeling protective of him too.

"Dammit this whole thing sucks ass, Sam."

So was Sam. It was just manifesting in slightly different ways.

Sam sighed, rubbing his eyes. "Yeah, it really does. I'm not disagreeing with you, Dean. I just...don't know the best way to deal with this."

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