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Library [08/15]

Rory hurried into the library bright and early, and settled herself behind the desk with her laptop.

She spent a little time looking up sonnets, since it had been awhile since she'd read her favorites anyway, then left that open in a tab.

If anyone came along, you see, she could switch to it quickly from the Wendy the Werewolf Stalker fic she was reading.

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"Mostly," Dawn blinked back sudden tears. "But there were some problems in the execution--I got bled, and the dimensional walls did fall down. Someone else closed the portal."

"You got bled?" Sam asked. It was kind of a difficult thought to get past.

Dawn nodded. "Ask Dean. He's seen the scars."

"I've seen them," Dean confirmed, remembering the long thin lines on Dawn's stomach. "And no way someone's cutting on you like that again. There's got to be another way of getting me back."

"Yeah, I agree," Sam said to Dean before turning back to Dawn. "Is there any way to use your...power that doesn't involve hurting you?"

Dawn shook her head. "No. I'm really energy trapped inside a Dawn-shell. As far as we know, there's no other way to let it out. So unless you know another way of opening a portal..."

"We'll find one. I'll find one, if that's what will work," Sam said. "Or we'll find another solution. Dawn-shell or not, we're not going to hurt you for this."

"Sam!" Dawn said, exasperated, "there is no other way, trust me on this. Call Giles and...wait, we probably shouldn't do that..." she reconsidered, "and if it'll get Dean back, I'm willing to do what's necessary."

"I appreciate it, Dawn really," Dean said, seeming to forget that she couldn't hear him. "But I don't want..." He trailed off at the look in her eyes as if she really could hear him. Or maybe just knew him well enough to guess what he was saying. He sighed. "All right. But only as a last resort. We look for another way first."

"Only if it's absolutely, without a doubt the last resort," Sam said, adding his own embellishment to Dean's words. "There has to be another way. Not that we both don't appreciate it, but you don't need to do something like this for us."

"Why don't I?" Dawn asked, glaring at Sam and where Sam seemed to look when she assumed he was talking to Dean. "And feel free to come up with another way, if you can find it. We don't even know for sure that we need a portal. This entire argument may be a waste of time."

Her voice broke slightly. "Dean, this is what it means to be part of a pack. You'd do it for me."

"Well yeah, but..." Dean began. That's different, he was going to say, but really it was only different because it was him and not Dawn.

"But that's different," Sam replied, because he'd heard that phrase enough to know when Dean was going to say it. Of course, it wasn't until he'd already said it that he realized why Dean hadn't. "Okay, maybe it's not so different. We just don't want to see you get hurt - or be the reason that you're getting hurt, for that matter."

"If I'm ever kidnapped, you're more than welcome to come get me," she offered, smiling slightly, "and it's a hurt I'm willing to take."

Sam smiled lightly. "If you're ever kidnapped, you'd better be prepared for a first class Winchester rescue, because that's what you're going to get. But you've got a point - we might not even need to resort to the last option, until we know what it is we're dealing with."

"So how do we find that out?" Dawn frowned.

"Good question," Sam admitted, sighing softly. "Have you managed to figure anything about the knife?"

"There were some symbols engraved into the blade, but I can't figure out exactly what language they're in," Dawn sighed, frustrated by her lack of progress. "Which means I don't know what they mean and what they do."

"Okay. Well, between that, and trying to figure out exactly what's caused Dean to disappear, we've got two places to start. Do you want me to try to look at the knife? I wasn't exactly examining it closely yesterday."

"Yeah," she handed it to him, hilt first. "Don't touch the blade, just in case. I'm not positive it was a one time only spell."

Sam nodded and took the knife carefully. "Don't worry, I won't touch it."

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