Loyalty Chapter 4

By Almost Heaven

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"Okay, little brother. Spill it."

"Huh?" Sam looked at Dean in surprise. "I'm fine." he assured his brother. He knew Dean would not want to talk about what was going on in his head. No chick flick moments after all. Man, was he sore. He tried to get comfortable and found that if he hunched his shoulders it wasn't so bad.

Dean watched Sam try to get comfortable. He knew that brooding look on his face, it hadn't changed in the last two years. Hell, it hadn't changed since he hit puberty. Something was really bothering his sensitive younger brother.

"Yeah, right. So what's bouncing around in that oversized brain of yours?" Dean asked, as he turned to look at his baby brother.

Sam glanced over at his brother who was looking at him with a serious expression and one eyebrow raised. He sighed. "Alright, but your gonna think I'm crazy."

"That's a given Sammy. Now out with it."

"Its Sam." Sam sighed. Dean was gonna laugh at him. "When Constance was in the car with me, here at the house, she said something. She was sitting on me with her hand in my chest and I told her she couldn't kill me, that I was never unfaithful, that I never would be…." Sam paused, a lump in his throat. He swallowed, trying to clear it. With a hoarse voice, he said, " She whispered in my ear You will be."

Dean was floored. Not by Casper's manipulation of his brother cause that was not surprising. What was surprising was that his brother was actually still bothered by it. He was not that gullible, was he?

"No way. No I mean it!" Dean exclaimed as he witnessed the self-doubt and guilt in his brother's eyes. "Baby brother, for such a smart guy, you can be so dumb. That bitch was messing with you. Simple as that. You are not that guy. Your nothing like those other guys that she killed. You would never be unfaithful, never lie when it mattered. You're so damn honest, you could never pull off a scam when we were kids. Drove dad nuts. You are the most loyal man I know, beyond dad, of course. Stop letting that psycho spirit win! You are better than that." Hell, you're better than I'll ever be. That part he kept to himself as he stared into his brother's eyes.

Sam's brow furrowed as he thought about what Dean had said. "Thanks Dean. I guess it was just… well, you know how Caleb used to tell us that sometimes spirits would say things about the future. I even asked Dad about it. He said Caleb was right. The spirits didn't even realize it because they were dead and time didn't matter anymore. I thought, well, maybe she had seen something about Jess and I."

He shrugged and looked at the old house in front of them. He didn't tell Dean the other thing that made him uneasy. That maybe the nightmare he had been having was more than just his messed up psyche hard at work. No, he was just being a worrywart like Jess always said.

"Okay, so your first hunt in a while ended up with a dead chick trying to rip your heart out. That's bound to mess with your head. Don't you worry, kiddo. Loyalty has never been a problem for you. Being a giant girl, now that is one your problems." Dean said as he put the car in gear and backed up the rest of the way off the crushed porch.

"Jerk"

"Bitch."

Dean smiled as he turned his precious impala around with his brother, a little worse for wear but okay nonetheless, at his side.

the end

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Author's Note: I hope everyone liked the end here. I didn't really see the need to lay the brotherly moment on to thick. There is still a little distance between the brothers at this point and I want to keep things gen. Please let me know what you think. All of you have been so great.