Sam was out getting food and Dean and Secret were sitting watching T.V. Out of the blue, Dean turned off the T.V. And faced Secret who, in turn, raised a skeptical eyebrow.
"I was thinking..." Dean said.
"That's never a good sign." Secret said but Dean ignored him.
"There's no way me or Sam are ever gonna get close enough to stab that demon, is there?" He said. Secret sighed.
"That's..true. With the amount it drank it'll be way too quick for you and even me." Secret replied.
"Yeah, that's what I thought." Dean said, "but...what if I drank some of your blood..?" Secret chuckled but when Dean didn't start chuckling with him he stopped and stared at the Winchester.
"..you're serious?" Secret questioned.
"Hell yeah I am."
"Dean, that's really dangerous.." Secret said.
"I've been through a lot. I'm sure I can handle it." Dean said.
"...there might be..no going back.." Secret said, shifting around.
"A lot of people are going to die with that demon loose." Dean said standing up and walking over to his back and pulling out a knife. Secret sighed.
"Sam is going to be beyond pissed, you know." He said, holding out his right arm.
"Yeah, how do you know about that anyways?" Dean asked, walking slowly back over.
"Well, gee, hangman. Gonna torture that outta me?" Secret said sarcastically.
"..tempting." Dean said with a scowl.
"I've tangled will hunters before. Poor saps." Secret said, pity in his voice. Dean grabbed the elf boy's arm and carefully cut. Secret bit his lip and sucked in air through his teeth. Dean then licked up all the blood that seeped out.

"It tastes like...wine.." Dean said, cutting again and licking that up, he cut one more time and licked it up then secret borrowed one of Dean's jackets to cover up the marks. Suddenly, Dean began to feel...confident. Really confident and slightly conceited. He turned the T.V. Back on and sat down to a very uneasy Secret.

Sam walked in a bit later with a double bacon cheeseburger, pie, salad and a corndog. He set them on the small table the motel provided. Dean got up and picked up the burger. He grimaced.
"What's this filth?" He said. Sam's eyebrows rose so high they nearly hit the ceiling. Secret swallowed and Sam's gaze shot to him.
"What did you do to my brother?!" Sam questioned.
"It-" secret started but Dean interrupted.
"It's nothing. I was kidding." He said. In reality it took every fiber of his being to not throw away the burger and leave the nasty motel.
"Okay then..." Sam said.

The boys decided to go after the demon the next day because Dean insisted they had a plan. They went to sleep.

Secret was woken up to a stinging sensation on his arm. His eyes shot open and he saw Dean licking up more of his blood. He pulled his arm away quickly.
"Dean...! What are you doing..?!" He whispered.
"It's not enough." Dean whispered back.
"It's plenty now stop cutting me and go to sleep..!" Secret shoved Dean over and pulled the covers back over himself.