Chapter 7

Dean watched an unconscious Sam through the small window in the panic room's door. He sighed miserably, bringing back horrible memories, the demon blood, the devil, how terrible Sam looked when he had the seizure, hearing Sam calling out for him.

"When did it go so wrong Sammy? I just want my little brother back, the one who was so innocent, without a care in the world." He thought. He sighed again and closed the window. Turning his back to the door, he shuffled towards the stairs. Giving the panic room door one last sad look and plodded slowly upstairs. When he reached the top of the stairs, he turned around again staring down into the dark basement, he could still hear Sam's screams calling out for him, for Bobby, for Cas, anyone. He closed the door and locked it, knowing vampire Sam would probably be able to bust out of the panic room.

He found Bobby in the library putting the last of the vampire cure together "Hey Bobby, Cas not back yet?" He grumbled as the slumped down on the sofa.

Bobby looked up to see the sad, destroyed look in Dean's eyes "haven't seen 'im... You alright son?" Bobby replied concerned.

"Yeah, I'm fine." Dean smiled unconvincingly at the older hunter.

"Come off it Dean, what is it?" Bobby's sudden change in voice caught Dean's attention, Bobby was being serious now.

"It's just.. Sam, down there, you know. Just bad memories I guess." Dean's eyes dropped to his feet.

"Dean.. The panic room is the safest place for him at the moment, once we change him back, and we will, we'll let him out." Bobby reassured him.

"Yeah I guess. Anyway, Cas isn't back?" Bobby shook his head.

"Oh, well maybe burning a body hasn't been registered in that freaky angel brain of his." The two hunters chuckled. "Haven't you done with that yet? Get slow in your old age." Dean chuckled louder.

"Keep it up and I'll still out-live you boy!" Bobby snarled with a huge grin growing on his face.

"Alright" Dean smiled "but seriously, how long 'til you finish it?"

"Not long no-" Bobby was interrupted by a light flutter of wings. Dean turned his head to look in the direction of the noise.

"Hey Cas, where ya been?" Dean questioned.

"Getting rid of the body like you wished" Cas snapped hastily.

"Alright, geez, did you get it done?"

Cas dropped his eyes, avoiding eye contact with Dean, "yes" he replied quietly.

Dean eyed him suspiciously "c'mon Cas I know you." He thought staring at the uncomfortable Angel. "Are you sure he's gone? What's wrong with you?" Dean raised his voice. Bobby looked up again sensing anger in Dean's voice. He noticed the angel shifting uncomfortably, the older hunter narrowed his eyes also in suspicion.

Cas, still unable to make eye contact, grumbled "positive.. And Nothing, I am fine." He turned away from the harsh looks from the hunters "but, I'm afraid it's too late to change Sam back, he's already fed." He turned back around to see the shocked looks on the hunter's faces.

"What? How do know he's fed?" Dean went from shock back to suspicion, his eyes narrowed.

Cas bowed his head trying to think of an excuse, he hesitated before lifting his head again "I can sense it in him" he shook his head knowing that was the worst excuse he's ever made.

"Wait..." Dean rose to his feet "then what do we do? How do we change him back?" Dean took a cautious step towards Cas knowing something was off with him.

"We don't.. He'll become to powerful when he wakes up, we'll have to..." He stops, not knowing how to continue. He looks at Dean, pity and worry in his eyes.

"NO! We're not killing him!" Dean shot forward, grabbing the front of Cas' shirt. His fierce eyes meet the angels. "C'mon Cas, you've gotta give me something" Dean's eyes went soft, tears starting to form in his eyes.

"I'm sorry Dean, but he's dangerous, he's already fed, we can't change him back."

"Don't give us that crap! There's got to be something." Bobby stepped in, putting a supposedly comforting hand on Dean's shoulder. Dean shot a look his way, pleading for help.

"C'mon son, we'll find another way." Bobby mumbled in soft, soothing voice.

Dean stepped back, releasing Cas' shirt. He glanced angrily at Cas before turning his back on him.

"I'm sorry, but I have to do his. It's for the best Dean." Cas grumbled dejectedly, starting towards the basement.

Dean spun around and launched himself towards Cas, knocking him on the floor. Dean rose again to his feet staring down at the Angel, still lying on the floor.

"No Cas! You try do that, and you might aswell disappear of the face of the earth, you hear me! I'm getting my brother back, and I'm gunna do whatever it takes, you understand me?!" Dean voice is low and dark with anger.

Cas slowly started getting up, finally on his feet, he tried to reason with Dean again "you need to understand Dean, that thing down there is not your brother, it's not Sam. You know Sam, the real Sam, better than everyone, and that's not him down there. He hasn't got a soul Dean, you don't understand how bad that is Dean, all it takes is for him to think something is right, when it might not be, and he could be catastrophic, many people could die, including you." Cas eyed Dean wearily.

"What happened to getting his soul back, Cas? I thought we at least agreed on that, or do you an excuse for us not doing that aswell?" He was getting angrier and angrier by the second.

"Dean... That wall Death is going to put up, it won't last long... and when it breaks, Sam will suffer horrifically, all his memories from hell with come back. Sam, he won't survive. It's your choice Dean, either he dies now and doesn't suffer, or later, and believe me Dean, you won't want to see that." Cas lowered his eyes again.

Tears fell from Dean's eyes, Bobby stepped towards Dean, concerned he was going to pass out.

"Dean, I think you need to sit down." Bobby suggested grabbing Dean's shoulders pushing him back down onto the sofa.

"But.." Dean started brokenly "this 'wall' how long will it stay up for?" His voice quiet, more tears fell down his face.

"It depends on how much he scratches it, it would be weeks, months, years." Cas whispered.

"Years? But that's good right, as long as he doesn't scratch it he'll be fine for at least a year." Dean looked up hopefully. Cas nodded.

Dean stood up again "alright well that's what we're going to do."

Bobby sighed, hating himself for shooting Dean down "Dean what about him being a vampire?"

Cas thought to himself for a moment, he wanted to help but knew Crowley would be mad if he did, he glanced at Dean noticing he was also deep in thought. Dean was his friend, so was Sam, but not just friends, family, the brothers have helped him through so much. He suddenly realised that he needed to help them, without Sam, Dean would crash and burn, and he couldn't let that happen.

The silence in the room was almost painful, Cas decided to speak up, "when his soul is returned and the wall is established, he won't remember this past year either, since he got out of hell, meaning he won't remember being turned into a vampire either." The two hunters looked at him quizzically, he continued "As long as we still feed him blood, he won't feel hungry to attack a human."

"Are you serious?! Sam's not stupid, he'll figure out we're feeding him blood!" Dean exclaimed.

"Then we'll have to tell him, maybe Sam might be able to resist his hunger. I have no doubt that he won't be able to, Sam's strong." Cas explained.

"Alright, but we're not going to start killing people just to keep him at bay." Bobby interrupted.

"I didn't say it had to be human blood" Cas continued "it could be anything, any kind of animal, as long as it satisfies Sam's hunger."

"Yeah, it can be done, me and Sam hunted some vampires years back, they fed on cattle blood so people wouldn't suspect anything." Dean smiled hopefully, wiping the tear tracks on his face.

"Alright, let's summon Death." Bobby smiled at Dean.

Dean went down to the panic room to check on Sam, but the sight that greeted him astonished him.

The panic room door looked like it had been ripped off it's hinges, the inside of the room was trashed, everything had been flipped over. It looked like a caged tiger had been put in there. Dean approached the panic room to get a closer look.

"BOBBY! CAS! GET DOWN HERE NOW!" Dean yelled frantically, searching the room for Sam. The devil's trap around the door had been broken from the inside of the room.

"Huh" Dean grumbled confused, bending down to inspect the trap. He heard footstep coming down the stairs.

"Dean? What's going on?" He turned to see Bobby striding quickly towards him, Cas quickly following behind him.

"I think Sam's escaped, or someone came to get him, this devils trap's broken from inside the room, Sam must have broken it."

Bobby stepped inside the panic room looking around, taking in the damage. "Jesus" he whispered.

"Where do you think he's gone?" Dean asked.

Bobby shrugged "I don't know son."


Did Sam escape or was he taken? Will they be able to get Sam back?

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