Nick (Nicky) : 23

Dean : 22

Sam: 15

One thing that John and his two oldest sons Dean and Nicolas new about Sam was that he was always happy when he came home from school. The frustrating thing was that it only really lasted for about 20 minutes before his mood plummeted into moody. That fact alone was enough to send John into a full on rage.

That's why when one day when Sam came home and was very oddly out of it, it was even more noticeable. It was way to quiet. The silence lay like a down-filled duvet over the room, muffling the slightest sound and creating an atmosphere of total stillness.

The oldest sons and father was sat at the table ready about the newest hunt. A vengeful spirit was fretting to destroy the new town they have landed in this time.

As soon as they heard the door creaking open as it began to groan at the old hinges, they all swung there heads around.

"How was school?" John mumbled as he turn back round, satisfied that it was his youngest.

"mmmmmhhh" Sam mumbled, sleep walking over to the couch that lead in front of the table his family sat at.

The oldest sons looked at each other as a mental rock, paper, scissors about who would be the one to question. The response. Eventually, Nick stood up and went over to sit next to his brother. He tried to cover up the hut, however it got pushed out quietly.

"Ok. What's up?" he said as he lifted his brothers head and placed it on his shoulder.

Sam lifted his hand slowly and placed it on his temples and rubbed slowly, trying his best to stop the drums beating in his head. This feeling had been going on for hours and no matter what he did, it would stubbornly stay in place.

"Mmmhh" he mumbled. "Just feel wrong."

"What do you mean. Where is it weird?" Dean couldn't resist but butt in a concerned voice.

Sam couldn't hold his head up strong enough to keep it on his brothers shoulder any more and let it slide down to his oldest brothers lap, curling his feet up to his belly to make himself comfortable (as possible).

"Just weird. I can't really describe it." His head in his brothers lap, confused and a little pain like chills running races up and down his body.

"I'm shore your just tired. It's been a long day and you didn't really get much sleep after the hunt yesterday." They just got back from a hunt at 3:30 last night but Sam had to keep under the radar. His attendance was low enough without more on top of it. So that meant he had to go into school. Sam didn't really mind until he was there and the tiredness kicked in. But this didn't feel like the normal 'I need a nap'. It felt like panic and nerves hitting him all at once but at the same time like he couldn't control himself to sit up and open his eyes.

"Just relax your eyes lil bro and sleep." Dean shouted over.

Nicky just stroked his hair and tried to get his body calm enough to sleep. He new his little brother was a restless sleeper and it usually took forever for him to chill out and fall into dream world.

"S-sorry Dad. I said I w-would help you with the research." Sammy slowly pushed out. Worried his Dad would think bad of him for being so weak.

John looked over to see his two sons on the couch. Sam looking very drowsy and a bit pail. 'It must just be from exhausted' John thought so he didn't bring it up. "It's OK, Sammy. Health comes first. Just get some sleep, son."

After a couple seconds of trying to calm his breaths he crunched up his nose. "What's that smell." Sam said as the faces from his family went down into a frown of confusion.

Before the men could even question what he meant his body started to jolt. At first it really only looked like large shivers but soon transformed into full body jumps. The men stood for a second as they watched helplessly as there beloved youngest began to continue from shaking into stiffness. Before they knew it, convulsions violently overtook the young mans body.

Sams body feels like its on fire as his muscles betray his mind in a battle for control.

John ran over the the panicked Nick. "Put him on the floor. He needs to be led straight on the floor." He said as calmly as he could but it still came out as a panic-stricken wispier as they tried to manipulate the young mans body until he was lead flat.

It was hard to move the boys body as it frew itself in a self destruct at every direction. However, the three men eventually did after a lot of struggle.

They watched the boy struggling after stepping back. "Sammy!" Dean hysterically called out. "Why is this happening?"

Nick went to Deans side and held his brothers shoulder to keep him back.

"Just let him ride it out. Call an ambulance." He said to his sons. "Come on Sammy. Get through this, baby boy. " He just wanted it sit by his side and stroke his hair. Although, he knew if he tried to stop him or hold him back, it could really hurt him and his youngest son.

Very soon the convolutions calmed back into shakes and halted breaths.

Sam was not responding to touch and it was horrible for his family to only see pain spread over him in these sudden waves.

"Ambulance is on his way." the oldest brother said and went back to Dean. Now failing at holding the tears back. "He will be fine. He has to be."