Comatose

Chapter one

A fourteen year old Sam Winchester struggled to hold back a yawn as he followed his father and brother through the dense forestry. He was exhausted from lack of sleep and all the hiking they had done but despite this he swallowed any complaints and soldiered on. He couldn't explain it but he knew this hunt would be different from other hunts, he didn't when but something was going to go terribly wrong. He tried to tell both Dean and their father. But the both of them had dismissed it as worrying over nothing. Sam of course wasn't so sure, and while Dean and John were attempting to track down the elusive harpy, he was wrapped up in trying to figure out what would go wrong.

"Stay sharp Sam" John called from up ahead "we don't know where the harpy is, we don't want to get caught unaware."

"I know" Sam muttered stifling another yawn, he hadn't gotten much sleep the night before, because of researching the hunt and when Sam had finally laid down, he'd been kept awake by nightmares so terrifying that he didn't dare close his eyes for a long time. When he had finally drifted off to sleep it only to be shaken awake a few cruel minutes later.

Sitting up Sam groaned and rubbed halfheartedly at his eyes. Today was going to be hell to get through not just because of the hunt but because he was completely exhausted and feeling it. Not to mention the subject of his nightmares, it would be enough to keep anyone a little cautious about proceeding. Sighing, Sam pushed himself up off the bed; his dad would be upset if he didn't get a move on so that they could get this hunt over with.

"Is it really necessary for me to go on this hunt?" Sam asked not wanting to admit to his father that he was afraid.

"This one is going to be pretty easy and you need to learn to hunt anyways. I figure this is the easiest hunt you could get." Sam frowned he had the feeling this wasn't going to be as simple as his father said it was.

John took a close look at Sam taking in the paleness of his face and the dark circles under his eyes. He wondered if Sam was getting sick, he opened his mouth to ask Sam how he was feeling but then Dean walked in carrying a box of donuts and two hot coffee's.

"Sleeping awakens" Dean said as soon as he saw Sam was up and moving.

"Bite me" Sam muttered as he headed towards the bathroom.

"Isn't he just a ray of sunshine this morning?"

"Don't antagonize your brother; he's already in a mood because I won't let him stay here." John said.

"Sammy not wanting to hunt why is that not a surprise?" Dean said.

"I think he's just worried it is his first major hunt after all." John said.

"Lighten up Sammy there's nothing to be afraid of, this one is already proving to be pretty simple."

"Yeah but they don't always stay simple" Sam said coming out of the restroom.

"I'm telling you you are wasting your time worrying about this one" Dean said.

Easy for you to say Sam thought you didn't have to you or dad completely slaughtered. He walked over and grabbed the bag he had filled with the weapons needed to take down the harpy. Ready to go Sam turned his back on Dean and John and walked out the door and got into the sleek black car. Dean glanced at John and John just shrugged.

Four hours later they found themselves still tracking the harpy in the woods and the longer they walked. The further behind Sam fell.

"Come on Sam keep up we need to stay together to find this creature."

"I'm trying" Sam snapped "I'm just tired"

"We're all tired" Dean groused annoyed at the whining tone in Sam's voice. "You don't hear us complaining do you." Sam didn't answer the hairs on the back of his neck stood up. He was being watching and he knew exactly what was watching him. He raised his rifle and held it tight to his shoulder. A bullet wouldn't kill it but it sure as hell would slow it down. He opened his mouth to call out to Dean and John but before he could utter a sound he was viscously knocked into a tree his head hitting the trunk so hard he saw stars. As the Harpy came forward to eviscerate him Sam managed to raise his gun and despite his double vision he managed to fire off a shot. The sound seemed to frighten the harpy off but Sam knew it would be back and probably sooner than later. Shaking his head, he moaned at the pain he had the feeling he was concussed; which at the moment royally sucked because at the moment they were miles away from any kind of hospital and any kind of treatment possible. Shaking the stars from his vision, Sam stood and shouldered the rifle again. He hoped John and Dean had heard the shot, he didn't think he could take this creature down by himself. It was just too big.

Sure enough ten minutes later Dean and John came rushing through the brush. They raising their weapons as soon they saw that Sam was standing armed and looking around him.

"I scared it off but I don't think it will be gone long" Sam said quietly still struggling to see with double vision there was no doubt in his mind that he was concussed.

"Well you're certainly good at attracting trouble" John said carelessly unaware that the words had a deep bite to them that stung Sam sharply.

They waited for a few more minutes and sure enough the bird like creature showed up again and once more went straight for Sam. Sam raised his gun and shot at it again this time barely managing to clip the wing. It slowed the harpy down enough for Dean and john to tackle the creature, John grabbed his knife and while it was trying to get Dean off of him, John stabbed it in the heart. He pressed it in deep and watched as the life drained from the creature.

"Well that's one less killer in the world" John said as Dean started getting the body ready to salt and burn. Sam blinked trying to push the throbbing in his head to the back of his mind. Easier thought than done, the pain was a constant throbbing and it made Sam want to throw up.

"Sam are you going to give us a hand or not?" John asked looking over at his youngest that was just standing there with a dazed look on his face.

"Coming" Sam muttered, as he tried once more to clear the double vision unsurprisingly he was unsuccessful. Sighing, Sam walked forward unsure of whether or not he was walking in a straight line and went and helped burn the body of the harpy.

Once they had finished they started the long hike back to the car. Neither noticing how quiet the youngest had gotten. They just figured he was tired from the long day. It took them two hours to make the walk. Each step bringing excruciating pain in Sam's head, twice he had stopped to throw up neither of the older Winchesters noticing, they were too busy talking about how fairly easy this hunt had been and the fact that for once no one had gotten hurt.
Finally they had reached the car and Sam sighed as he slid into the back seat. A short while later they had reached the hotel, Sam scrambled out of the car, and waited impatiently while Dean and John climbed out.

Sam went straight to bed after John had opened the door he just walked over to the bed and lay down and closed his eyes. He was asleep instantly.

"Damn" Dean said looking at his little brother "I guess he really was tired."

"Guess so" John agreed though something pricked his mind, something that seemed to be unnatural about the way Sam was sleeping. It can wait till morning John thought I don't want to wake him up. He proceeded to get dressed and lay down on his own bed. in a few short minutes he had followed in his youngest footsteps and drifted off to sleep.

The next morning Dean and John were both up early packing their gear.

"Get Sam up, and I will go get some breakfast" John said, Dean nodded and crossed the room to the bed where Sam lay sleeping. He leaned over and gently shook him awake. But he did not wake up.

"Sammy come on Dad wants to get on the road" Dean said shaking his brother harder even as panic began to settle in his chest, something was wrong, Sam was never hard to wake up. He continued shaking Sam until John reentered the room having realized he had forgotten his wallet.

"He won't wake up" Dean said panic in his voice. As he looked up at John his fear shining clearly in his eyes.

Tbc? Or should I just delete it? let me know what you think. Liz