Chapter 4

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"Dean look out!" he cried. Dean was knocked out much to his disbelief. He tried to get to him, to make sure he was ok ."Dean" he cried again. He went for his weapon and was interrupted by the sight of Charlie. He lifted Sam off the ground face in his hands. Then he heard what he has missed before. The muttering was a string of words: "Spiritus Facio devoveo animadverto" he heard.Then again "Spiritue vite e nomino descenda" Sam felt the icy chill down his spine..

Then the darkness came again…..

Sam jumped up from his sleep. Sitting up, brushing his hair off his sweaty forehead. He took a couple of breaths trying to take in what just happened. He let out a big sigh. What the hell was that about he thought. Just as he did dean emerged from the bathroom, towel wrapped around his waist.

"Sammy? You ok?" dean asked. "yeah" Sam lied.

He decided not to say anything to dean about it yet until he knew more. He got up from his bed and proceeded to go to the bathroom. He closed the door behind him, wanting some privacy to think without dean knowing. He turned the water on and splashed some cool water on his face. He lifted his head and looked at his reflection. He looked a little pale but his color was returning otherwise he looked ok. Good he thought. As long as he looked ok then dean wouldn't worry about him. That thought flew out the window when he caught a glimpse of his neck in the mirror.

Damn he sweared. "That bastard must have had a good hold on me" he said to himself. He inspected his neck. There was dark bruising all around it. In the form of handprints "If dean saw this….."Ouch" he said as he touched it.

Suddenly the color drained from his face. He saw his reflection. He felt something else on his neck. This is not good. He traced his fingers with it. It felt like a cut or something.

"What the hell!" He said, trying not to be loud incase dean was listening at the door. He stood there not knowing what to think. Just look at it stupid! He thought.

He turned his head towards the mirror and that's when he saw it. "Oh my god!"

Dean watched Sam sitting up in the bed. "You ok?" he asked him. When Sam replied with a stifled "yeah" dean knew something was brewing. Maybe he had a nightmare or something he thought to himself. Just then Sam got up from the bed and walked past him to go into the bathroom. He closed the door. Dean knew he wanted some privacy and he'd let Sam have it, he wasn't about to pry into something that would eventually come out anyway. Then he heard it.

"Sam? Sammy, you ok?" Dean ran to the door he didn't wait for an answer. He opened the door to find Sam, pale, with the look of worry plastered all over his face. "What's wrong Sam?". He asked, but when Sam turned towards him he already noticed. "Damn Sam that's some nasty bruising" he said. "Does it hurt?" "No it feels wonderful dean, doesn't hurt a bit" Sam said sarcastically. "Alright, alright I get it, it hurts"

geez. "Wait…." Sam waited for it he knew dean just spotted what he had freaked about minutes before.

"Sam? That's not …." He trailed of catching his breath.

"Yeah, Dean… I think it is" said Sam with surprise in his voice.

"Son of a….. What the hell, It can't be" said dean. "He didn't… I mean I …stopped him?"

"Wait, dean what are you talking about?" Sam asked. "You stopped who…from what?"

"When you were unconscious, Charlie picked you up and was about to…to..bite you." Said Dean. He continued " I attacked him before he could do it".

"Well, dean I guess he must have grazed my neck on the way down and you missed it. I'm sure its not what you think." Sam tried to convince dean and himself too. He wasn't sure it was working.

Just the thought of it sent chills down his spine.

"I don't know Sam" said dean. He stepped closer towards Sam taking his left hand to Sam's chin and his right one to inspect the "cut" in question a bit closer.

"I'm not sure… I mean it doesn't look like it went through the skin".

Sam stood there letting dean inspect him because he knew dean wouldn't feel better until he did. He knew it was dean's Big Brother mode kickin in and he wasn't going to interfere. As long as it didn't get annoying to Sam, anyway.

Which usually it did but inside he liked knowing dean cared. He wouldn't dare say anything though.

"look who's being the mother hen now" Said Sam smirking at his brother.

"yeah, yeah this is serious Sam. Your talking about being turned into…"

" I know dean" said Sam cutting him off ."but I didn't and im not a …vampire".

He said as he swallowed the lump in his throat.

"Well, we'll just have to watch it , I guess" said dean

"so I guess this means you'll be the one doting on my every step, instead of the other way around" Said Sam smiling.

They both walked out of the bathroom and proceeded to their respective beds.

Dean sat. Sam stood. "yeah, yeah" said Dean, waving his hand in the air.

"you know you love the attention" Dean said jokingly.

"You know I do Big Brother" said Sam batting his eyelashes jokingly. He went over to dean and put his hand on deans shoulder squeezing it affectionately.

"My hero" he went to hug him when dean playfully shoved him away.

"ok enough with the chick flick crap" Dean smirked at Sam. "ok" said Sam "but your still my hero big brother" batting his eyelashes again to tick dean off. He did.

Dean took his pillow and threw it at Sam. It hit him in the back of his head.

"Hey! Watch the hair" said Sam. "That will be the least of your worries, Sammy , if you turn into the night stalker". Dean laughed. He knew it wasn't funny, so did Sam but it was just deans way of making light of serious situations.

They stood in silence for a moment.

"well" Sam began "seeing as I'm not going to sleep anytime soon, I'll get to researching after I take a shower". Sam went to his bag and grabbed the essentials underwear, sweats and a tee, grabbed his towel and was off to the bathroom…..again.

"Ok but leave the door cracked a little" said dean. "ok if it makes you feel better" said Sam. "But don't let me catch you peeking" he finished with a laugh.

"Dude that's just gross" said dean "besides there's nothing to see". Said dean with a half laugh but he knew Sam didn't hear him because he heard the water turn on.

Dean waited another minute or two to make sure Sam had gotten in the shower. He went through his bag haphazardly until he found what he was looking for.

A silver flask filled with holy water. He stashed that along with a cross in the 2 draw dresser next to the bed. He put them there just in case it turned out that the bite on Sam was more that what they thought. Dean knew the telltale signs of change. Mood change, sensitivity to light, color loss and of course the urge…to feed. He was hoping nothing like that would happen but it was good to be prepared nonetheless. Just in case he thought.

That thought passed when dean heard his stomache growl. When was the last time we ate? He thought. Sam left the door cracked open just to amuse dean. He felt comfort in it as well. He undressed, fixed the water to his liking and relished in the warm water that hit his aching muscles. He hadn't noticed his body had hurt until now.

Dean went up to the door of the bathroom.

"Hey" said dean "why don't I get something to eat seeing as it's been a while since we've eaten. "Sure" said Sam "I'm starving, you know what I like".

Sam felt a twinge in his stomache he kinda felt uneasy about dean leaving but brushed it off. "Burger and fries sounds good to me".

Dean put on his shoes grabbed the key for the room and headed out. He also felt a twinge in his stomache about leaving Sam, but he chalked it up to his overprotectiveness. "Hey Sam, you sure your ok, I mean by yourself until I get back" he asked. " yes mom ill be ok. Just don't take long ok?" "yeah Sammy I won't". Dean closed the door behind him. It automatically locked and he was the only one with the key so he felt Sam was safe enough.

Sam heard the door close and turned back under the water letting it wash over him.

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Hey guys sorry if it seemed long to update im not even sure when I last updated lol anyway this chapter is kinda long. I guess that's a good thing D. I had to make more brother interaction. Tell me if you like it reviews welcome nothing harsh though lol.