Dean tried to ignore Sams gaze on him as he brought the food in. He set it on the side of Sams bed and immediately stepped back as Sam swung at him, wire in hand.

The handcuffs around his wrists prevented Sam from getting closer to him and Dean used that leverage to grab at his brother, twisting his arms until Sam was forced to let go of the wire and with a small shove he pushed his brother back onto the bed.

"Dad and Bobby are right upstairs, even if you manage to do a thing to me you're not going to get away from them." Dean told him for what felt like the hundredth time.

Sam didn't say anything, simply glowering at Dean as he sat back down on the bed, his teeth almost barred at him as his body shook, the tremors making him grip at the beds frame.

"Just...remember to eat Sammy." Dean said before he turned and went back upstairs to where his dad and Bobby were waiting.

He came to a familiar sight, the two men sitting at a table with books stacked around them. John acknowledged Deans presence with a nod but didn't look away from whatever he was reading.

Dean stared at them for a moment before he reached to grab one of the books, sitting down on the couch. He opened it and started to flip through the pages, not really reading anything or really seeing the words in front of him.

It had been two weeks since they had gotten Sam back. Two weeks since they found him with another demon.

But it was over three months since Sam had been taken from them. The original plan had been for John to go to the demons with the fake colt while Sam and Dean had gone to trap and kill Azazel.

Sam had been the one to point out that John had been wanting this revenge for years, he had wanted to kill Azazel for over twenty years after what he had done to Mary. Sam loved Jess and wanted her avenged too but Mary had been dead longer and John deserved to be the one to shoot the bullet.

So despite the pit in his stomach and the worry digging deeper into him Dean barely managed to agree, their dad didn't look any happier about it either, btu ultimately, they decided to split up. John and Dean ot find Azazel, Sam to go to the demons.

Dean had wanted to go with Sam, originally he was going to go with Sam, but last minute Dean was going to go with John, it would be a lot less suspicious if Sam went alone.

Looking back now Dean wished he had said screw that and went with his brother.

Three months. Three of the longest months that Dean had ever experienced. Three months of not even knowing if his brother was dead, alive, possessed, tortured, or anything about him.

It was by luck that they managed to find him, or rather run into him. They were following any and all hints and signs of demonic activity in the hopes that it could lead to where Sam was.

And finally they managed to find him. He wasn't tortured, he wasn't tied up, he wasn't beaten or broken. In fact he looked at them with such distaste and disgust that it made Dean recoil, he had at the very least expected Sam to be glad to see him.

He also didn't expect Sam to levitate a knife into the air and launch it straight at his head. They did have the colt but they only had a couple bullets left and they couldn't waste it on a random demon. Instead the demon smoked out of its vessel, much to Sams displeasure.

They had used that moment to knock him unconscious and drag him to Bobbys. He passed all the tests, proving that he wasn't being possessed by anything, he was annoyed by the exorcisms but otherwise nothing happened.

But he also kept trying to attack them so they didn't really have much of a choice but to drag him down to Bobby's panic room and handcuff him there. Whatever caused his little levitation power trick has happened in the panic room and he was resorted to trying to out right attack whoever went to him.

He didn't say a word since he had arrived, he glared and soundlessly snarled at them but otherwise didn't speak.

Dean was the one bringing food to his brother, three times a day. He tried to speak to him in the beginning but when that got nowhere, and Sam kept trying to attack him, he stopped. He wasn't sure that he could keep his voice steady anymore.

Despite everything time passed and when Dean glanced at his watch he saw that it was time to bring more food to his brother. At some point Bobby had ordered them pizza and Dean slid two slices onto a paper plate and grabbed a bottle of water before going back to the panic room.

Surprisingly Sam was just sitting on the bed, staring at Dean as he came in. He didn't move as Dean moved to grab the tray, it was empty so that meant Sam was eating, small victories he supposed.

Dean stared at his brother for a long moment before he sighed and turned to leave, freezing when he finally heard Sam speak behind him.

"Father is going to kill all of you."

I do not own Supernatural.

78/365

I do take requests so if you have requests you can send them to me.