Note: This story takes place during Eric Kripke's season 4 episode "When the Levee Breaks". I take no credit for the characters or the episode. All credit goes to the creators of Supernatural. I will warn readers. I am a fan of hurt Dean so if you hate that then don't read this story.
Summary: After Dean and Bobby fail at their attempt to detoxify Sam's blood, Dean confronts Sam at the motel he is staying at with Ruby. Things can pretty intense when pitting brother against brother.
When the Levee Has Been Broken Too Many Times
Chapter 1:
Sam reacted to Dean calling him a monster by punching him hard enough to send Dean sprawling to the floor. "Sam….stop this," Dean yelled. Sam just kept coming at him and Dean kept reacting, never letting his guard down for a second. Dean didn't want to hit Sam, but he just kept pushing. When Dean collided with the mirror, smashing it, blood fell from his nose and a slight cut above his right eye. Now he was pissed.
Unfortunately for Dean, Sam was one step ahead of him. Sam grabbed Dean's arm when he turned to punch him. He the captive arm tightly behind Dean's back and whispered, "Are you ready?" The next thing Dean felt was him launching through the air, smashing through the white wooden partition in the room. The next pain was more intense than the last. Dean landed, back first, on the glass table. He broke the table and felt two shards of glass enter his body. One slid in his lower back and the other in his left side.
Dean squirmed around on the floor trying not to aggravate the injuries he'd just sustained. Sam was quickly upon him attempting to strangle Dean to death, to finish him off. Just as Dean was about to lose consciousness, Sam let go and moved toward the door, hand on the knob when Dean stopped him. "You walk out that door, don't you ever…..come back!" Dean yelled with all his might.
Sam left. Dean just stared with disbelief in his eyes. "Did that really just happen? Did Sam really just beat me, and then leave me here to bleed", Dean thought quietly to himself. Before he did anything else he removed his cell phone from his left jacket pocket and dialed the number of the one person he knew he could count on. Bobby Singer.
"Bobby? Come to the motel….Sammy…attacked….hurt me bad…..glass everywhere….help!" Dean spoke barely above a whisper.
"Dean...what happened?" Bobby shouted into the phone. "I'm on my way! Just hold on Dean!" The only form of a response Bobby heard was the audible sound as Dean's cellphone slipped from his hand and hit the floor.
TBC