Chapter 2- famous last words
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"I am not afraid to keep on living, i am not afraid to walk this world alone"-MCRs famous last words
General Hospital
Dean stared oblvious, kind of denying what was going on around him, his brother in a coma? How could it be? How on earth did it come to this? One thing was for sure, there was no way he was letting his brother go, it was his job, to protect his brother, to keep him safe.
Just seeing his baby brother like this killed him inside, knowing that right now all that was keeping him alive was a life support machine.
Dean stared up looking into those hazel eyes " Sammy?" he called out, in an almost whisper. A look of confusion was pressed against his brow, he lightly slapped his brothers cheek " come on Sammy quit playing around..wake up please?" he begged, feeling a single tear run down his own cheek " SAM" he screamed, thats when he broke down, the walls inside him crumbling,brick by brick, the never ending agony "please?" he reach over hugging his body not letting go of him "dont leave me Sam please,your all ive got".
But sam wasnt going to leave him, not yet anyway,not until he had finished the battle inside, once he defeated his inner demons, he could wake up, I mean he could wake couldnt he? There was no way, he couldnt bear the thought of being trapped in this endless nightmare. He had to keep on fighting, he had to go on for his brother.He had to wake up.
As Sam wandered through the dark tunnels of the warehouse, he got the same numbing pain in his brain, when a vision was about ot come " not now...no not now" he pleaded, but like always he cant control them. Sam collapsed against the wall, feeling himself jerk up " DEANN?" he screamed out.
Dean intruded the outisde of what looked like a side ofthe road bar, he was now wearing a long black leather coat under some tight denim jeans and double layered shirts. He had a slight sparkle in his eye as he searched the area for other intruders. There was nobody in sight, Dean chuckled to himself kicking some rusty looking barrells,watching as they disintergrated " come on out you bitch" he called out walking at a quick pace.
" you cant hide forever" he said his voice more deeper than usual. " JO?" he screeched.
Jo panted running holding her broken arm in her other hand,whimpering. She forced herself inside the garbage can huddled in a ball as she tried to calm herself down, she shivered wiht fear,breathing heavily as she heard Deans footsteps coming towards her " oh JOOOOOOO?" he called out patiently and calmly,Jo's eyes widened closing her eyes praying that maybe he would dissapear.
Dean glared scanning the area, he hovered over the garbage can looking down " lets see whats behind door number one" he pulled off the top throwing it randomly anywhere, pulling Jo out by her hair "bullseye".
Jo screamed " Dean please" she begged "whats happened to you?" she cried hysterically.
Dean smirked flicking his hair and head back, he pulled himself into a catwalk model pose " a little makeover, you like it?" he pouted.
Jo gulped and glared at him backing away from him as fast as she possible could " your not Dean, where's Dean? what have you done to him?" she whined.
Dean rolled his eyes " blah blah blah blah" he stared at her a blank expression on his face " since when did you give a damn about me?".
Jo backed away slightly " WHAT? I do, I care about you,i dont want to see you get hurt" she gazed into his eyes, slowly putting a hand on his cheek,she smiled, backing away from his touch, his skin feeling ice cold " Wheres Sam?".
Deans lips quivered as she mentioned Sams name " i dont know" he quickly answered her.
" RIght ofcourse you dont, why dont i believe you..what the hell have you done to him?" she glared at him trying to be strong.
Dean sniggered, he jerked his head to the side " back off Jo,stop meddling in things that dont concern you" he began to walk away from, realising that she wasnt worth the bother.
Jo's jaw dropped,he stomped her feet on the ground " DEAN DONT YOU WALK AWAY FROM ME" she stormed after him.
Dean really starting to lose his patience,pulled out his 45 and fired directly at Jo, he cleared his throat " that ought to shut her up" he pulled a wicked smile turning away letting Jo bleed to death.
Sam grabbed his forehead in pain as he began to get his focus back, he fell to his knees in agony " NO" he glared up, quickly grabbing his mobile out of his pocket calling the roadhouse immediately " come on, come on answer the phone" he mumbed his voice shaky he pulled his hair back in panic " Hello? Jo is that you".
Jo raised an eyebrow on the other end balancing the reciever on her shoulder as she wiped clean some glasses" err yea what of it?" she sighed.
Sam let out a sigh of relief laughing a little " oh thank god, Jo listen to me carefuly stay inside, dont leave the roadhouse promise me?".
Jo cocked an eyebrow leaning against the counter " umm I promise Sam are you alright you sound a little..well..panicked?".
Sam pulled a weak smile slowly walking out from the warehouse " no..no im fine but I had a vision..Dean he-" he hesistated to continue " look just stay where you are alright, im on my way to yours", with that he hung up looking around him trying to find some sort of transportation, he usually had his brother and his shiny 67 impala but with Dean in a completely different shape of mind, he was alone.
Harvelles roadhouse
Meanwhile back at the roadhouse Jo finished up cleaning up, wiping a damp cloth along the tables, she sighed having no idea what Sam was talking about. He was probably having one of his nervous breakdowns he tends to get when he was in a pickle.Not her problem.
The door swung open as she finshed up " We're closing up" she called out her back to whoever it was behind her, he grabbed the remander of glasses form the tables and sighed.
" Oh no im not here for pleasure missy" a smile grew wide on Deans face as he stood there still. He licked his lips.
Jo spun round jumping a little" geez Dean you nearly gave me a freeking heart attack" she spun round her hair flying through the air, she pulled a playful smile and winked a little, she raised an eyebrow " Dean? Woaw what the hell happened to you?" she stared at him in confusion, his face was plastered with the red stuff, dirt in his hair, scruffy looking.
Dean put his head to the side running his hands through his muddy hair, he glared and raised up a shotgun " im having a bad day" he sighed " its like I just cant escape from these people, always on my trail" he faintly laughed " you dont mind if I get cleaned up do ya, I reek like a toilet, dont want Sammy complaining".
Jo laughed at the comment slipping her hands in the back of her jeans she gave a nod and motioned him upstairs" bathrooms on your left up the stop of the stairs".
Dean smiled and nodded" care to escort me up there?" he requested.
Jo riased an eyebrow putting her hands on her hips, she grinned as she stared at Dean, he had that look in his eye, the one that screamed ' I want to giv you a nightthat you'll never forget', she battered her eyelash and shrugged something about Dean just wasnt right, but she couldnt put her finger on what it was " erm yea sure" she kept her distance quickly heading up the stairs she leaned against the bathroom door " here you go princess, like i told you not that fair" she winked at him pulling a cocky smile, tugging on his shirt as he approached her.
Dean grinned at her staring down at her exterior, he licked his lips and closed the bathroom door " forget that, why dont we-" he trailed off not finishing his sentence passing Jo heading towards an open door " this your room?".
Jo smirked " if you wanted to get me into my room,all you had to was ask" she slowly followed, Maybe Dean had had a change of heart all of a sudden, all this time mayeb he did have feelings for her and this was the night he was going to show it, she pulled a bashful smile and went inside " actually its my mothers room but whatever" she shut the door behind her " i knew you'd give into me eventually".
Dean turned his back to her pulling a vicious smile, he glared turned back facing Jo " get on the bed and take off your clothes".
Jo giggled silently, her legs felt like jelly " oh my-" she fanned herself feeling herself slowly turning to nothing, is this what it flet like when Dean befriended other girls, it took her a while but she slowly slipped her blouse off, she turned her head slightly noticing Dean having his perv moments "like what you see pervert?" she teased, she turned round grabbing him by his belt, the temptation to just throwing him to the bed and rip off everything on him just burned inside, she never felt like this before, it felt strange and so unlike her, its was like her darkside alter ego was eating away at her wanting to do the naughiest of things to him. Her mother would kill her if she found out. Did she care? No way she wanted Dean, she had done the first moment she laid eyes on him, she continued staring up at him lifting one of her hands up stroking his cheek," I love you" she widened her eyes " Wow ok...did I just say that out loud, you must think im a complete freak now".
Dean grinned staring down at her, mostly to that perfect chest of hers " no..i dont think your a freak" he pulled a wide grin something clicking in his head " Playtime" he jumped up biting his nails " oh WOW" he giggled " I erm..im gonna stop you there before you get all sentimental on me again, im not here for a quick fuck kay sweetcheeks, now get on the bed".
Jo raised an eyebrow sneering at him, she was utterly confused by Dean, what did he want, she grabbed her top again getting herself changed " then what huh? you just decided to lure me up here and just-" she couldnt say it " your disguisting, you make me sick" she spat at him shaking her head " im getting out of here" she pushed past Dean but was stopped by his tight grip on her arm " Dean let me go".
Dean kept a firm grip on her " Jo sweetie calm down.im not going to hurt you" he stared down at her forcing a kiss.
Jo pulled away slapping him hard in the face " dont touch me, Dean" she stared at him in disguist.
Dean grabbed her by the neck throwing her across the room " Now that really hurt my feelings" he stormed over to her a pissed off look on his face, he pulled her up twisting her arm hearing the bone crack.
Jo screamed her eyes widening " what has gotten into you?" she kicked him in the groin area running for her life. She climbed over Dean who had falling on the floor running down the stairs and straight out the door.
Dean wrathfully screamed out grabbing hold of the door pulling himself up." JO" he roared " im gonna kill her"
Sam had manged to make his way to the Roadhouse a couple of hours later hitching ride from someone, he ran out not even bothering to shut the door he ran as fast his legs could take him, heading inside " JO?" he called out searching every nook and cranny but got nothing " come on Jo" he headed upstairs through every room, finding traces of blood on the doorframe, he ran his fingers down it " still fresh" he went into panic mode running down the hallway " JO?" he heard a scream coming from outside, then a gunshot" this cant be happening" he told himself as he ran down the stairs and outside the back entrance, his eyes widened tripping a little at the sight he saw.
There lay Jo, gagging on her own blood, she was like a rotting corpse " oh god" he hurried over to her lifting her head up slightly " JO? Can you hear me?" he lightly slapped her cheek, but she was not responding, he checked her pulse" JO?" he called out again, still nothing, Jo was dead and there was nothing he could do to change that.
General Hospital
Dean paced around the room anxiously, unable to stare at his comotose brother. Backwards and forwards, backward and forwards, he just couldnt sit still. Why hadnt he heard anything yet, all he knew was..well.. nothing. His head was playing mind games with him, he didnt know what was real and what was not. Everything sort of passed him by, time moved swiftly on doctors and nurses passing,checking his vital signs, but still there was still no change in his condition " what am I supposed to do?"
The doctor stared down at Dean who was still sat at Sams bedside, he went opposite him " I understand your concern but he hasnt changed, I think its time we-"
Dean interupted standing up and close to the doctor sorrow in his eyes " what,pull the plug, let him go?" he shook his head looking away back at Sam " i cant, not yet, please leave me alone for a while, i want to be alone with my brother"
The doctor stared down slightly removing his spectacles,still issuing his concerns " just think about it, please?" he walked out of the room leaving the two brothers alone.
