Welcome back! Thanks for reading! So Mayhem is caught up on stuff but I (Mischief) wrote this chapter. It may seem like it has wincest in it, but it's not.

Hope you like it!

Sam didn't waste time after the call. He packed up all of the things, making sure to keep a close eye on the Gemini blade. When all the things were packed away into the Impala, it was four thirty in the morning. Sam then walked into the bathroom and looked down at Dean, his shivering went down but he mumbled. When Sam got closer, he noticed that Dean seemed to look different, but Sam couldn't place it. It almost looked as if he were younger. Sam couldn't do anything about that now but try and get him to Bobby's house as fast as possible before anything else could happen. Sam dipped into the water and carefully picked up Dean gingerly and set him down on the bed. He knew Dean would kill him, if he got the interior of his Baby wet. Sam took the blankets from the bed and wrapped them around Dean who was now shivering and mumbling to himself as Sam lifted him once more. "Come on Dean," Sam said lifting him, "Maybe you should lay off the pie for a while." Walking out to the car, he opened the back door and gently put Dean in the back.

Sam looked at the dagger that now sat in the front seat of the car next to the driver seat. Climbing into the driving seat, Sam looked back at Dean for a quick moment, and saw that Dean's face looked younger. He then started the car and started to drive as fast as he could. Dean was in the back whimpering at every bump and hit his Baby hit.

The roads were clear so early in the morning. Dean started to wake up by the time it was noon, but he didn't seem like himself. His fever made him disoriented and didn't say much other then muffled cries of pain or random nonsense. Sam just kept driving for hours, ignoring the cries as best as he could. By the time it was eight at night, they where half way there, and making good time, but Dean was fading into the abyss of his mind. His whimpers of pain stabbing him with a pitchfork all over his body, thoughts and horrors filled all of the crevices of his mind. Sam never stopped the car except to get gas twice and use the restroom. He also grabbed a big bag of ice. He opened the back seat where Dean lay. He opened up the blankets and the smell hit Sam like a punch. He reeked of awful body odor under the blankets. Not to mention the smell of vomit, piss, and shit. Sam had to get to Bobby's as soon as possible but he couldn't just let Dean sit in that for another eight hours it might take them to drive. Dean looked up at Sam with eyes that where hazed over with the fever. Sam knew he had to clean him up and then get back on the road. Sam set the bag of ice on top of Dean's chest as he started to shake again at the cold burning feeling of the ice. "You're gonna be okay Dean. Just hang in there." Sam said wrapping the blanket around him again and then jumped into the Impala. He pulled into a motel and got a room just for the shower. He pulled Dean out of the Impala and dragged him into the shower. Sam felt the heat radiate off Dean. Sam held Dean to his chest and turned on the cold water. It started to soak his clothing as he soon just slid to the floor of the motel shower, holding Dean who smelt disgusting. Dean's jeans stuck to his legs as the water started to impale the warm heat from him. Sam's clothing stuck to him too as he sat now rinsing off the crap, piss, and vomit off Dean. Dean didn't say anything, he just sat shaking in the grip of Sam looking up at him with pitiful eyes clouded in a haze. Dean seemed even younger now, he looked to be about a year younger. It was strange to Sam, but he just thought it was his mind playing with him without any sleep.

After that which was about an hour later, Dean was now cleaned off and the shaking had gone down, but his body still felt well over a hundred. Sam lifted Dean to the bed once more and wrapped him in the new blankets. Sam changed into dry clothing and then picked up Dean, taking him to the car once more.

It was now once again four in the morning, when Dean finally pulled up into Bobby's garage. Bobby walked out of the house and met up with Sam who looked so tired he could have probably dropped like a fly.

"Hey Sam." Bobby said as Sam got out of the car and when to the back seat, "How's he doing?"

Sam reached in and pulled Dean out. Wrapped in the blanket Dean almost looked smaller, as he was cradled in Sam's arms. "Not to good," Sam's voice was hushed, "Fever over a hundred, vomiting, his eyes may be open sometimes but he can't see me, or hear me for what I know. It might be just me but it also looks like he got younger."

Bobby led him to the house and up the stairs to a room that was their room when kids and would stay with Bobby sometimes just when John would leave them there.

"What do you mean younger?" Bobby questioned, now grabbing wet rags from the bathroom and placing them on Dean's brow.

Sam looked down at Dean "Well he just looks different. It might be just cause I haven't slept in about 48 hours." Sam said motioning.

Bobby got a closer look at Dean, he did look off, "No boy," Bobby corrected, "I think you just might be right about this one. You have the Gemini blade?"

"Yeah it's in the car." Sam said.

"You better go get it." Bobby said now tending to Dean as he whimpered and mumbled.

Sam came back holding the knife. He stayed down stairs where Bobby was since Bobby gave something to Dean some how to get him to relax.

Bobby sat at his desk with a glass of whisky in hand and a book in front of him.

"Here," Sam set down the knife and sat down pouring himself a glass too.

Bobby took a close look at it, "Shit." Bobby said looking down at the book.

"What?" Sam's body started to shut down.

Bobby looked up and said, "The Gemini twins had one blade but it was a duo blade."

"What's that mean?" Sam asked.

Bobby held the knife up to his vision easier. Seeing it closer this time he saw that the silver engraved blade was thin and right down the side of it, looked like someone intentionally cut it in half by the hilt. "It means that you only have half of it."

Sam looked up at him with disappointed eyes, "You have to be kidding." Sam said looking at it.

"The Gemini twins, the original famous duo." Bobby said reading the book, "It was a gift from their mother. One was mischievous and caused plagues on the people and according to myth, turned them back into innocent children. He thought it would be a favor to kill a man slowly and in their best childhood years. But the other one was kind and tried to heal them but they had to do a ritual for it to work against the dark magic. So when Zeus banished them he took their blade and separated them so that neither one of them could get to do anything as a punishment."

Sam looked groggy and lost, "What are you saying?"

"We have to find the other side of the blade." Bobby's said, "We have Polydeuces's side of the blade that causes illnesses and makes them into innocent children. And we need Castor's half so that it can heal, also need a few things for that ritual. But according to myth, they will cancel each other out so that the victims would just fall back to normal. But if you where to put them together and stab someone they would judged. Whether it be they where a good soul, they would live and if they where an evil soul they would die. So on their own they either cause death or life, but together they judge you for death or life."

Thank you for reading. I hope you liked this chapter. Please, tell us what you think.

-Mischief

-Edited by Mayhem-