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Chapter 7

Cameron made her way down in the morning with a tray of food for Sam and Caleb. She knocked on the door gently.

Dean opened it and grinned when he saw the tray. "John got the cure for Caleb yet?"

Cameron handed him the tray. "It was released during the night. He should be safe from further damage."

"Good. You safe too? Others can't get it and be safe as well?" Dean asked.

Cameron nodded and reached out to run a hand through Dean's hair. "Just Caleb and I are safe."

Dean smiled and hugged her. "Thank you. You want to tell Sammy?" He asked stepping back to let her in if she wanted.

Cameron shook her head no. "Let them sleep. Caleb needs it."

"Okay. Can...can you help Caleb remember. You're sort of like him." Dean asked softly as he took the tray.

"Help how?" Cameron tilted her head to the side, watching Dean.

"Don't know. Don't know about walking impala's. Please try?" Dean begged.

"Isn't he happier like this?"

"But he doesn't remember...I was happier but I still wanted to remember and is...am happy I when I remember things, even sad things. Better to remember than always wonder." Dean argued.

Cameron nodded a bit. "Okay..."

"Okay? You'll try to help Caleb?" Dean asked hopefully. Cameron nodded a bit and reached out to card her hand through Dean's hair again. Dean smiled and lent into her touch, smiling happily at her. "Try now or later?"

"Later, like I said... let them sleep."

Dean pouted but nodded and took the tray to put beside the bed. Cameron headed back upstairs to help Bobby. Dean got back into bed and settled in to wait for them to wake up.

Caleb stretched a bit and sniffed, he smelt food, and he was hungry. He pulled an eye open to look around.

Dean picked up a plate and held it where Caleb could see. "Hungry?" He asked.

The Infiltrator nodded and sat up with a yawn and went to eat. "Thank you."

"Cameron said you're safe now, John made the cure work so you won't be hurt anymore." Dean told him.

"That's good... right?"

"Yep. Virus made you forget and was hurting you. Can't hurt you anymore. Cameron said she'll help you try and remember too. Like you and Sammy have helped me."

Caleb nodded and leaned over, nuzzling against Dean with a purr. "Cameron is a friend?"

"You and John's friend. You called her your sister when I re-met her." Dean answered, holding Caleb close, nuzzling back.

"And you call her?" He reached up to play with Dean's hair.

"Walking 'Pala." Dean answered with a cheeky grin.

Caleb blinked confused. "Why?"

"Cause she is. Not human...mac...machine like my baby." Dean tried to explain.

"You have a baby?"

"Not real baby. Car." Dean tried to explain, knowing he was messing it up but he was scared and feeling a bit lost. He wanted their Caleb back.

"And you call the car... baby?"

"Mine, home. Sammy drive know cause I can't anymore. Miss driving." Dean told him, cuddling even closer to Caleb, happy the bond was working and Caleb wanted him near. Sam was still asleep on Caleb's other side, looking worn out.

Caleb sighed softly and curled tighter around him. "Do I drive your baby?"

Dean frowned, trying to remember. "Think sometimes?" Dean looked at the tray full of food and nudged more of it over to Caleb. "Eat more." Caleb looked at the food silently and shook his head no. He wasn't hungry. Dean frowned and pushed it again. "Have to eat more, not eating enough. Might get sick." Dean argued and Sam rolled over to stare at them, eyes half hidden by his hair.

"What's wrong?" he mumbled, still half asleep and Dean smiled brightly at him.

"Caleb not eating enough."

"Not hungry." Caleb whined softly, feeling like this was going to be a losing argument.

Sam pushed himself into a sitting position, blankets pooling in his lap as he stretched. He then sat beside Caleb and checked his temperature to be safe. He then tugged Caleb into his arms and lifted a piece of toast to his mouth. "You need to eat kitten."

Caleb sighed and opened his mouth obediently. Dean grinned and grabbed more toast, offering it to Sam since Sam was making sure Caleb ate. Sam chuckled but ate the toast from Dean's hand.

Caleb couldn't help but chuckle at that. "He do this often?"

"He likes helping and not being left out." Sam answered before taking some more toast. "How're you feeling?" Sam asked, nuzzling Caleb's cheek briefly.

"Muzzy headed." Caleb replied, watching Dean. Letting both of them feed him.

Dean whined in alarm, moving to cling to Caleb since last time he'd said that...Sam's grip tightened slightly before he swallowed. "Muzzy how?" He demanded urgently.

"Confused?" Caleb asked, petting Dean gently. Not sure why Dean suddenly glomped onto him.

Sam relaxed a little. "Last time you said that you collapsed Caleb, the virus nearly offlined your computer. So confused is a better word to use." Sam explained softly. "It's okay Dean, Caleb's not going anywhere."

"Oh..." He blinked a bit and played with Dean's ear. Dean relaxed and began purring at Caleb's touch.

"So what are you confused about?" Sam asked, moving to recline against the headboard with Caleb held against his chest. He moved a hand to gently rub his back, wanting to comfort him.

"Everything..."

"Okay well if you tell me specific things I can try to explain." Sam offered, moving his hand from Caleb's back to his hair. Caleb nodded a bit but just relaxed against Sam blinking sleepily. "Hey, stay awake kitten." Sam whispered, tickling his side gently.

"Why...?" Caleb whined, "and why do you call me kitten?"

"Well you do have cat DNA but...you purr Caleb. It's incredible. You also tend to act like a kitten when tired or affectionate. Nickname came from that." Sam explained softly, kissing the top of Caleb's head.

"Oh..." Caleb yawned and tried to relax. Dean head-butted him, wanting more attention, wings fluttering slightly against his back and Sam chuckled.

"What else do you want to know Caleb?"

"Why'd he head-butt me?" Caleb whined. "Sleepy."

"He wants attention, you stopped touching him. Why are you so sleepy?" The last bit was asked in concern. The virus had been cured, hadn't it?

"Recovering?" Caleb asked. "Sleep helps..." He started to run his hand through Dean's hair lethargically.

Dean purred at the touch but looked at Caleb in concern. "Caleb sick still?" he asked, nuzzling into Caleb's hand.

"Guess so..." Caleb yawned.

Sam shifted Caleb in his arms so he was cradled gently. "Go to sleep then, I've got you." Sam whispered, kissing Caleb softly.

Caleb looked up at him. "You protect me...?"

"Yeah Caleb, I won't let anyone hurt you." Sam assured him, smiling softly.

"Me too!" Dean added, cuddling up to Caleb, stretching a wing out to cover him protectively.

Caleb blinked at the wings and touched them gently. "These are cool..."

Dean smiled proudly and kissed Caleb softly. "Caleb sleep and get better." Caleb nodded and yawned again. Pulling a wing more over himself as he got comfortable.

Sam ran his hand up and down Caleb's back, trying to sooth him. He knew Caleb had to be so confused. Sam had been better off since after he'd gotten over being sick his memories of before Ruby had been back. To lose everything...

Caleb relaxed as his breathing evened out in sleep. Curling with Sam. Dean smiled and got comfortable, he liked the way Caleb was using his wing like a blanket. He looked at Sammy and smiled, getting a soft smile in return. "Caleb gonna be okay." Dean stated and Sam nodded.

Cameron made her way down to check on the Trio.

Dean saw her and held a finger to his lips. "Cameron quiet, Caleb sleeping again." He warned. Cameron nodded as she watched the trio.

"You need something?" Sam asked her, unconsciously tightening his grip on Caleb protectively

"Was just checking up on you three." Cameron replied

Sam nodded. "How's John and Bobby?"

"They are fine. Bobby is teaching John Latin."

Sam thought it over. "Not sure who I should feel sorry for on that one. So...any ideas on trying to get Caleb's memories back or is it a total lost cause?" Sam asked, trying to hide the pain.

"I can download them once he fully recovers." Cameron replied.

"Download...why the hell didn't you mention that before?" Sam hissed angrily, not wanting to yell and wake Caleb.

"You did not ask." Cameron replied.

"Funny, I remember asking if there was any way to get his memories back and you never mentioned this." Sam took a deep breath, hearing Dean whine in distress at his anger. He reached over to gently pet Dean's hair. "When will Caleb be well enough?"

"I do not know." Cameron replied. "Human flesh is different than Terminator steel."

"But the virus is gone right? He'll be okay now."

"Affirmative."

Sam relaxed and kissed the top of Caleb's head in relief. "Thank you." He whispered, looking back up at her. Cameron nodded and turned to leave. Sam watched her go and then let his eyes drift shut, he was still tired from yesterday, apparently New York and back plus torturing a demon was pushing it a little. Caleb purred a bit and clung tighter to Sam. Sam smiled sleepily and kissed him again before drifting off to sleep; knowing Dean would wake him if there was trouble.

TBC…