A/N: I want to apologize for this short chapter, I'm recovering from not only a car crash but also a cold so it's hard for me to do much writing but don't worry everyone, i'll be up and moving more often. Until then enjoy this next chapter in Undead.

Dean had done his job correctly. He captured Sam and returned with him to the mounds with which that was where the final battle was going to begin. However, things felt weird to him, like he was doing something wrong, but that had been impossible. He did everything that Vlad ordered, of course. He worried maybe he should have done something else instead of listening to everything that the vampire was saying. Vlad ordered him to take Sam to one of the hidden buildings that was nearby the mounds and guard him until the wolves arrived with Dregor. He was standing there for quite a while before he noticed Sam was stirring.

"De?" Sam said and opened his eyes. Dean remained stone still and stared out at the mounds. "What's going on?" When Dean didn't answer, Sam tried to stand up, but the ropes kept him bound and they burned like the ropes were laced with something.

"Try nothing," Dean said. "They laced the rope with Wolfsbane, so when you try to move, it'll burn."

"Dean, what are you doing? Snap out of it! Whatever Vlad did to you, he's trying to stop the prophecy!" Sam exclaimed. Dean couldn't push back the thought that maybe there was something off about the whole situation and he desperately wanted to call out to his brother, but it immediately replaced his thoughts with Vlad's orders: to keep Sam quiet and at bay. "This isn't you! We planned everything! We were going to stop Vlad together and unite the wolves and the vampires! You can't seriously believe that what Vlad is doing is a good thing!" Dean stumbled briefly and turned to look at his brother, suddenly waves of memory hit him from taking care of his brother to being together even if their parents never returned home. "Please come back to me."

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Sam thought that talking to him might work, but when he saw the brief hesitation on Dean's face, he feared he might have lost his brother. Dean inspected his brother as the two locked eyes with each other. Both expecting the other to crack, but Sam hoped Dean would come back to him first.

"Sammy?" Dean said and struggled to stay in control. Thankfully, the love of a brother won out and Dean broke free just in time for the wolves to howl and the vampires to come into the picture. "What the hell? Where are we?"

"No time," Sam said. "But we need to stop them from fighting before it's too late and blood gets spilled, Dean, please, you gotta hurry and untie me!" Dean nodded and quickly untied his brother. The minute that Sam was free, both brothers stepped out to find a battle in progress. They looked at each other before quickly taking off for the center of the mounds. Almost instantly, the brothers arrived and stood between the vampires and the werewolves.

"Wait!" they said at the same time. "Don't do this!"

"Get out of the way!" Vlad exclaimed. "Dean! You aren't doing like I ordered!" around them all fighting had ceased leaving the Winchesters in the middle of a fight that would not end.