Chapter 7:Forgiven

It had been years since Dean had,had an outburst like then again it wasnt even that major the last time he felt like this was when he lost his dad that was bad, this just seemed soo much worse and he didnt know why. He sat in amongst the broken glass,the smashed windows and the ripped up wallpaper not making the slightest movement not even a sound, everything was just numb inside, broken, shattered like the glass surrounding him, he felt so lost inside.

Another hour had past and Dean still hadnt moved, he looked up hearing as the door to the room swinging open knowing it was Sam coming through the door, not like it was the cleaner or anything, although right now a cleaner would be very helpful right about now how he was going to explain this mess to him he had no idea but had to come up with something.

Sam widened his eyes at the mess" holy- What the hell happened in here?" he dropped the bags of stuff he had and frowned up at Dean wanting an explanation, he scanned the room a little worried.

"nothing its fine, i'll clean it up" Dean answered bluntly not really wanting to go into it, he couldnt deal with Sam feeling sorry for him and following him round like a sick dog but it probably didnt matter what he said he would still push and push it until Dean finally spoke.

Sam threw his brother a dont you dare lie to me look " Dean it looks like world war three in here, what the hell happened?" he pulled his brother back to face him not letting him go until he spilt the beans, he had, had enough of Dean secrecy.

Dean pulled himself off Sams grip punching him hard in the face "NOTHING HAPPENED SAM..YOU HERE ME NOTHING why is everything question to you...get your hands off me, dont touch me again" he glared at his brother giving him a threatening look, it took him a while to calm himself down but he eventually saw reason and realised what he just did and looked away from him "im sorry" he replied almost in a whisper.

Sam turned away a little rubbing his now swollen jaw feeling his heart breaking inside him, he hated seeing his brother in this state,why wouldnt Dean just tell him what was going on, maybe he could help him find a way of stopping it. He knew that there was something inside of Dean changing him, he just needed to know the facts. He gazed back up at his brother trying to fight the tears

" Dean please, tell me whats going on, let me help you" he begged staring back at him.

Dean felt like curling up and dying...your a killer Dean your going to hurt lot of people, it kept spiralling in his head it was like it wanted him to give up.

Refusing to look at his brother he walked away,"im sorry I cant". It was just too hard, it meant Sam was right about everything, all he was ever good for was killing, he couldnt give him the satisfaction of being right.

" Dean come on, I know your not yourself, you havent been yourself since we met up-" he sighed clenching his teeth together about to say something else when his phone rang "i'll be back in a minute, you stay where you are got it" he gave him a mother look,an expression that screamed im worried about you and hope your okay.

"hello?" he answered his phone as he left the room, closing the door behind him.

" Sam Its Bobby you need to get down here now, we have a problem, and I think I know whats happening to your brother"

Sam raised an eyebrow "woaw Bobby slow down what is it?" he seemed a bit panicked which was unlike Bobby, he was usually calm and collected.

"no time to explain Sam just get down to Sanford as soon as you can and leave your brother behind,lock the door and dont let him escape GOT it" he left out the explanation, it would all be clear once he got there.

Sam stood there cluelessly what could be soo bad that he couldnt bring Dean along with him, he gulped having that feeling in the pit of his stomach, like something big was going to happen"okay Bobby, thanks im on my way" he hung up looking up at the clear sky trying to keep his cool, but right now wished that the ground would open up and swallow him whole, he took few minutes then headed back inside, finding Dean bandaging up his hand.

Dean looked up acting completely normal again"who was that, your boyfriend?" he smirked finishing off cutting off the part of the gauze he wouldnt need, he flashed a glanced up at his brother.

Sam weakly smiled" I have to go Dean...and I cant take you with me, please try and undertstand I mean nothing by it okay, im going to help you I promise"

Dean barely even moved, he sat there frozen in thought slowly staring up at his brother and gave a nod.He felt guilty for punching him, he had no reason to Sam hadnt done anything wrong not just that he felt guilty for every mistake he had made in his lifetime, he put his head down and nodded once more.

"get some rest okay,you feel better" he gave him an encouraging smile wasting no time but leaving Dean alone in the room, he took the keys locking up the door not relly wnting to do, but he was used to taking orders and Bobby said to lock him up, as he locked up he stared up at the door thinking this might be the last time he saw Dean again, thats what it felt like "Sorry Dean".

He forced himself to the car not letting Dean have any chance of escaping, he opened up the doors of the jet black Impala getting inside driving off immediatly.

Sanford University Medical Centre
2 hours later

Sam pulled up skidding along the carpark, he found a space in between an old looking Land rover and a brand new lexus, he sighed parking up as he slammed the door of the Impala shut, he had no idea what to expect when he got inside but had the feeling it wasnt going to be good. A he mde his way up the stone steps he stopped his tracks seeing the door covered with 'police line do not cross' he frowned going inside anyway.

"Bobby?" he called out not getting any reply,he made his way into the lecture hall where the murder he was investigating happened hearing the sound of crashing from the room opposite, he grabbed the pistol he had stowed away in the back of his jeans raising it up, he quickly checked to see if it was loaded then headed in the direction of where the noise was coming from.When he got inside he searched through what looked like an operating theatre or maybe a morgue he couldnt quite tell as it was dark, he continued searching finding hismelf coming to the opposite end of the room making out a silohette of a man wandering round, he stood silent not wanting to attract any attention, he knew it wasnt Bobby it was the wrong shape.

"Sam you came, im so glad" the silouette spoke, in a deep voice it was one he had heard before he was sure of it he just couldnt put his finger on it. He looked back up at the figure. "Lucas is that you?"

Lucas came out of the shadows a huge smile on his face"bingo" he let out a small chuckle.

Sam frowned not having a clue what was going on and why Lucas was acting so strangely, he gulped rubbing his dry lips together "you seen Bobby round anywhere he asked me to meet him here and well he's not"

Lucas chuckled again " oh no..that was me..pretending to be the old guy, aint heard from him in weeks" he smiled up brightly.

Sam widened his eyes a little suddenly having the feeling he knew what was going on "Oh good trick...what are you a demon?"

Lucas burst out laughing coming round to face Sam"a demon? Why do they always assume that,I just dont get it" he shrugged then tutted"no Sam im not a demon"

Sam took a deep breath his palms becoming sweaty as he held his gun "then what the hell are you then hmm?"

Lucas kept eye contact with Sam and shrugged "all human thats me"he flashed him a smile "dont look soo surprised, I know alot about the supernatural, occult that sorta thing it was easy to make people believe, hey I even fooled your brother, he's very easy to manipulate tht bad boy persona is all just a big act how's he doing by the way?". He thought back to it when he fooled him into believe his new girlfriend cheated o him with his roomie.

Sam glared at him soo tempted to just shoot him in the head but he needed answers, so decided to use him"you son of a bitch what did you do to him?" he asked demanding an answer.

Lucas came right out with it" I infected him with a virus" he shrugged wandering round the room not worried about the fact he was being held by gunpoint "im testing something"

Sam's heart was pounding in his chest at what he was hearing"testing what?"he frowned listening as carefully as he could not really believing it.

Lucas stared down at the floor slipping his hands down the behind his back"how to make the perfect killer" he said plainly.

Sam laughed still not beleiving it "so Deans a labrat..do you realise what its doing to him its killing him"he forced"what your doing is wrong"

"No...its only making him stronger, you dont get it Sam" he took deep breath before continuing"im a medical student I know how the human mind works what makes the body tick, you put in the right ingredients and bang you got yourself a winner..Dr Metcalf didnt believe in my little theory, he lost faith in his best student"

" So you killed him?"he roared "you cant mess with the mind Lucas its not human nature please you have to stop this your going to make everyone crazy"

Lucas rolled his eyes "yea whatever..I'll do what I want Sam your not my mother...Henry got what he deserved"

"your insane you know that?"

Lucas chuckled "well yes thats true but im an insane genius...i mean look what ive achieved and created i'll go down in history" he smiled proudly.

Sam closed his eyes for a moment shaking his head, he was astonished and shocked that this was happening" I cant believe this, how did you do it how did you make the virus?" he didnt really care he just needed to know just incase it was helpful.

"like im going to tell you my darkest secret Sam, that would be tellling but if you must know a mixture of demon blood, body parts and a teaspoon of sugar a spice" he grinned listing them out as if it was a recipe.

Sam widened his eyes more "your telling me my brother has a demon inside him, I guess that would explain the anger but WHY..why'd you do it?"

"BECAUSE I COULD" he shrieked " and because nobody beleived I could" he shrugged giving him a faint laugh"but your brothers proof I can"

"how do you stop it? There has to be a cure"

Lucas shook his head" you cant stop it, once its inside him thats it...soon your brother will gone forever and all that will remain is the killer in him" he but his head down to the ground "miseria cantare"

To be continued...

roughly transalates to sing the sorrow.