Sam glanced at his brother for the hundredth time and found him the same as he was for the past 700 miles. White knuckles clutching the steering wheel , clenched hard jaw line, eyes dead and totally focused on the road. He sighed he couldn't for the life of him figure out what was wrong with Dean now. They had just came back from a simple hunt (simple for their standards anyway) and he checked Dean personally for any hidden injuries because the way he was acting right now is exactly how he deals with pain but he was fine nothing bleeding or broken . Plus Dean was acting like that for about 2 weeks now so Sam was sure it is not physical pain his brother was suffering from. He sighed again and wished for a second that it was, because getting his brother to talk about what was really bothering him is going to be way more difficult than dealing with broken bones.
"Hey Dean could we stop in the next town. We are both beat man"
"I am fine" Came the automatic response
"Well I am tired and hungry at least let's stop for a bite to eat"
"Ok fine, stop being a bitch about it"
"Jerk" Sam replied without thinking
They saw the exit for the next town a couple of miles later and Sam watched with relive as Dean took it and started slowing down.
God he was tired the constant pain was getting worse every second. Dean was doing everything he can to seem normal. He could feel his brothers eyes on him and knew that Sam was getting suspicious. He would have to come up with something to convince his brother that he was ok because under any circumstances Sam cannot know the truth about what was really going on.
"Hey there is a motel 3 miles down that road, take the next left"
Dean compiled without questioning his brother and that bothered Sam even more
"Yeah there"
It was a nice enough place and Dean parked the car next to the diners entrance. They got a booth and almost immediately a blonde waitress provided them with a couple of menus and a bright smile
"Hello gentlemen Welcome to Maisy's how may I help you today?"
"Coffee black and keep them coming" Dean replied
Sam looked at Dean with worried eyes they will have to talk about it really soon. Dean not eating is a very very bad sign.
"Just give us a minute please" Sam said to the waitress trying to dismiss her to have a moment with his brother. When he didn't feel her move he looked at her and found her staring at Dean with a weird look in her eyes and what was even more concerning is that Dean suddenly found that the diner's table was very interesting. He was staring at it and clutching it with white knuckles again. " If you just leave the pot that will be fine" Sam tried again with a bit of force in his tone. That finally got the waitress attention and she left the coffee pot and turned quickly away from the brothers.
"What was THAT ?!"
Dean didn't answer and he kept his head down. He was trying very hard to calm his breathing. A wave of excoriating pain was trying to swallow him whole and he needed to calm down right now.
"Hey Dean, Are you ok man you just turned really white?"
"I am fine" Dean tried
"No you are not fine something is going on and I wanna know what"
"I have no idea what you are talking about" This is good the conversation was giving him something else to focus on
"yes you do something been up with for like 2 weeks now ever since that windego hunt"
"Oh not this again I told you nothing happened"
"Yeah and I told you I didn't believe you and I still don't "
"Well it's not my problem that you are paranoid"
"I am not paranoid Dean something is going on with you. We have been in like 100 hunts in the past couple of weeks you are running from something you barley eat and you didn't even notice that the waitress was giving you a really wired look"
Suddenly Dean snapped his head away from Sam and it took Sam a minute to figure out that his brother was now staring at the waitress they were talking about. Before he could figure out what the hell was going on his brother suddenly Screamed "NOOO" his eyes rolled in his head and he was out cold.
"What the hell? DEAN , DEAN" Sam crouched next to his brother trying to wake him up. When he didn't respond Sam raised his head looking for whatever might have caused this. That was when he saw a group of people gathered around the same waitress from before and he saw with shock that she was out cold too. Someone was trying to call 911. Ok he needs to get out of here like NOW.
"Hey FBI, " Sam said flashing his fake badge "I am going to the hospital please just get her to the car and I will take them both" He addressed the 3 men who were gathered around the fainted waitress. They complied and started to move while he got a hold of his brother grabbed the keys and started moving toward the Impala. In like five minutes he was able to get a room and get his brother on one bed and the waitress on another and then took another five minutes to run all kinds of tests on the weird waitress who just happened to faint the same moment his brother did. To his relive or (maybe disappointment) she was clean no reaction to holy water , iron or silver. He sat on his brother's bed trying to figure out what happened was she some kind of physic that harmed his brother some how
That's when she waked up suddenly gasping for air.
"Hey, Hey Take it easy just breath" Sam tried.
"Fuck, That hurts"
"What hurts?!"
"Him, His head hurts"
"What ?! Are some kind of psychic? you can see inside his head?"
"I didn't mean to go this deep I really didn't "
Sam drew the gun from his pocket "Ok you have got 5 seconds to tell me what the hell you did to my brother or I am going to start shooting"
"Whoa, Whoa calm down Sammy I am not the bad guy here"
"It's Sam and how the hell do you know that any way"
"It's what he calls you. Sorry.."
"Ok start talking"
She took a deep breath and started "My name is Hailey Anderson I am telekinetic and I am working a case in this town when you both walked into the diner that I was taking a cover as a waitress in, I heard you talking and I knew you were hunters too I just had to be sure so I wanted to take a peek but that head. It's just so shut so that got me angry and I pushed harder nothing would have happened if he …"
"You pushed harder.. Is that why he won't wake up ?!" Sam said angrily and took a step forward
"Oh he has been awake for a few minutes now he is just working on his walls again like I would ever try getting in that damn head of his"
"Would you shut up ? haven't you caused enough trouble already ?" Dean mumbled, His eyes weren't even open yet.
"Dean ?! Are you ok ?"
"I am fine Sam"
"You were out for like 15 minutes. What happened ?"
"Nothing I just needed a minute "
"Since when do you need a minute to hide something from me or build your damn walls, you do it so enough it's like breathing for you now I can barely realize it anymore"
"I wasn't hiding anything , I just needed a minute Sam. The bitch was inside my head"
"Right, like that could put you down for this long, she is just a physic. What are you trying to hide from me now Dean?"
"You have been working together for so long haven't you" Hailey was looking at them both with a fascinated look in her eyes.
"Yeah I know all his shit and it's not the first time he tries to keep something to himself, His inability to share anything real is unparalleled by anyone in the universe but that's ok most of the time I know about it any way he is the only one that feels the need to go through the motions"
"Oh so you knew about the curse?" Hailey asked
"What curse?"
"Damn it haven't you cause enough trouble already?!" Dean was starting to really hate this check.
"I am sorry I thought he knew about it plus it's been like 2 weeks"
"He didn't need to know about anything it will be over in like 3 days, I already took care of it"
"But he can help"
"He doesn't have to"
"He is right here and he wants to know what the fuck is going on" Sam came between the two of them and directed his talk to Dean
Dean took a step back trying to calm down it was all out now, and his brother had this stubborn look on his face that says he will not rest until he gets what he wants. What the hell was he going to do now ?!