Sam doesn't know better.
Sam comes back to the room with fucking needles, tiny packets of brown. Sam stumbles in, chipping paint off the peeling walls and he hangs on for support. He passes out as soon as majority of his body hits a solid surface and Dean is left to rip the needle right out of Sam's arm, blood splattering as the syringe jerks from the surface of Sam's skin.
Sam zones out, usually passing out, but his lips never turn so deeply blue like they are right now. Even more then the blue that Dean bruises onto Sam's sternum as he tries to bring him back around. Sam's eyes won't open. Sam won't respond. All of Sam is hanging so limply, so boneless that it scares Dean more then he has ever been scared before.
He hoists Sam upwards and starts literally dragging Sam's body around the room because he seen movies where if someone overdoses on Heroin that you should get get them moving and keep blood pumping?. Something about keeping blood away from the heart.
But Jesus Christ, its just a movie and Sam's sneakers are dragging on the carpet. Sam isn't even the slightest bit aware right now. He's out and Dean isn't sure if he's going to come back this time.
This time.
Because technically, every time Sam gets high, he overdoses. So in reality, this isn't anything new right?
Dean hears a faint gurgling noise and it's coming from deep in Sam's throat and that really can't be good. It isn't because right as it stops, Sam isn't breathing. Sam doesn't have a pulse, his fingernails are blue. Right now, Sam is dead.
Dean lowers Sam to the ground, rolls him into the recovery position and calls an ambulance. It must be sheer luck because immediately he hears the wail of sirens and two minutes later, the Paramedic's have barged into the room and are shouting things such as "Herion OD" and "Administering Nalaxcone" and Sam is gasping for air, and Dean can too now finally breathe.
Sam starts to retch and pukes all over one of the Paramedic's who is crouching next to Sam. The Paramedic curses and draws back and Dean hears him mumble something about AIDS and Dean wants to punch him in the face.
It's only a couple of minutes before Sam is almost fully awake and angry. The Paramedic's shuffle out, one threatens to report them to the police and Dean knows it's not because they care about Sam, it's because they don't want to come back on call to save another stupid junkie. Dean promises that it won't happen again closes the door behind them and turns back to his brother.
Sam is glaring at Dean, the front of his shirt covered in vomit and he is angry because they ruined his high. Dean feels sick. Sam almost DIED and he is worried about his HIGH?
"You overdosed, Sam!"
"I overdose all the time Dean! I know how to not fucking kill myself."
Dean slowly turns around so that he is face to face with Sam.
"You did kill yourself you stupid son of a bitch." He clocks Sam so hard that Sam staggers backwards a bit, his knuckles white as he grips the side of the couch.
Surprisingly, Sam doesn't fight back. Instead he leaves, the door slamming behind him shaking the papery walls along with Dean's sanity.
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