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Heartbeats

"Mommy! Mommy! Can we go now please? Pretty please mommy!" Sam asked bouncing up and down with a grin on his face.

"Sam slow down, we have to wait for your father first silly," his mom smiled laying a kiss on his nose.

"Kay mommy, can o go wait in the car? Please! Pretty please?" he pleaded with puppy eyes.

"Go on," she laughed handing him the keys.

"Yay!" he cheered snatching them and running out of the door.

"Al! We're going!" Loretta shouted to the garage where he was working.

"Coming babe!"

"Mo-"

Sam was cut off by his dad walking up to him mom and kissing her on the cheek.

"Why did it have to be the circus?" he moaned not seeing his son in the hallway.

"He likes it," Retta stated.

"Yeah I know, but why did our kid have to like clowns? They're scary as hell."

"Just humour your son you big baby. Oh, Sam, you ready honey?" she asked seeing him watching them from the door.

"Yeah," he whispered feeling bad now for making his parents take him to see some clowns if they didn't want to.

"Come on champ, let's go see some cool horses do tricks huh?" his dad smiled putting a hand on the back of his neck and walking out the door.

"Kay daddy..."

...

"ALAN LOOK OUT!!"

"MOMMY!!!"

"AAHHHH!!!"

CRASH!

....

"HAHAHA....what a waste...." the man with black eyes laughed, "but not for long..."

"Naahh...mmaa...aaahh..."

...

"AAHH...MMAAA...."

"Sammy! Sam calm down it's only a dream, it's okay, it's just a bad dream..."

Sam thrashed like a wild cat as both Dean and John tried to hold him steady, 'no wonder they had to force sedatives in him, even all those years ago, this kid has some fight in him!'

At that moment when knowing calling the kids name was pointless, John marched to the bathroom, filled a glass on the side with cold water, then rushed back to the boys and tossed the chilled liquid on Sam's face.

"Dad that was kinda harsh!" Dean scolded glaring at his father as he held Sam's hands down.

"Worked didn't it, hey Sam," John breathed smiling sympathetically down at the kid who was now looking at his surroundings in shock with wet hair dripping in his face.

"Dad what if he does that while he's in a kids home? What if they think he's insane for screaming like that? We can't send him back dad, I won't let you."

"Dean, enough, I think we have to deal with Sam at this moment in time, not Sam in a week's time."

"Yeah..." Dean nodded working through his shock as he stared at a sobbing Sam.

"Dean get him back on his side," John said standing and going for the first aid kit.

Dean did as he was told and he helped Sam on his side, he figured it was so Sam wouldn't agitate his back wounds he gave himself just hours ago.

John picked up the glass and filled it again then picked up some pills. He walked back to the bed and held them out with a light smile for Sam who took them slowly and put them between his lips, Dean was the one coaching him to put the glass to his mouth so he could wash them down with but he was so used to having to dry swallow things forcefully he didn't catch it at first.

"You boys get back to sleep."

"Yes sir," Dean yawned shuffling down the bed he was sitting on with Sam, not having the energy to move, plus he wanted to be close if the kid had another nightmare.

John picked up the covers from the other bed and laid them over Dean who was now laying on top of Sam's sheets. He picked up the unused pillow too and helped Sam replace the drenched one under his head. He got a look from the kid, smiled back, then tucked the boys in with care, not even getting a flinch from Sam who was now a lot more comfortable with him than the day before. He sighed when both boys were sleeping again, kicked his boots off, laid on the empty bed fully clothed and shivering in the chilly room, but not caring as long as the boys were warm and safe for now.

'God how am I gunna let go of this kid? Never mind Dean!...this better work out for the best...or Mary's gunna haunt me!'

~S/D~

The next day both boys woke long after lunch, which was the biggest blessing to Dean because he never got to sleep past 9am and that was a lie-in in his father's eyes.

John and Bobby were going over the plan for the hunt tonight asking Sam about the times his parents usually came home. The kid answered all the questions with a shaky hand scared of how it was going to go down and confused as to how this all worked. He followed Dean round like a shadow and whimpered every time Dean left to even go to the bathroom for 2 minutes. Sam felt lost and scared without Dean next to him, sure he had the other 2 big guys but they looked too busy to look after him.

"Told you I'd be back Sammy."

Dean had already wrote it on his board he now was wearing round his neck by Sam's orders. He walked out of the bathroom fully and went to sit next to his dad at the table. Sam got all fidgety standing in the middle of the room, more twitchy than normal, then Dean saw he had his legs crossed tight.

"Go to the bathroom before you pee your pants you goof!"

Sam huffed looking scared at the empty bathroom.

"I won't bite, and we won't go anywhere, I promise."

Sam nodded...then took a small step, then another, then another...and before he knew it, he was in the bathroom and Bobby was closing the door for him.

"Damn, that boy is scared outa his wits...poor kid..." Bobby sighed then watched as John squirmed feeling the guilt everyone except Sam was laying on him.

"Dad-"

"Not now Dean," John snapped unnecessarily but feeling the need to scream with all the crap he had to hold down right now.

"Could you guys go get us some dinner?" Dean asked after a few moments of awkward silence.

"Sure, what do you kids want?" Bobby asked picking his jacket up.

"I dunno, whatever, I just...wanna talk to Sammy alone...to explain," he glared at his father when the last two words came from his mouth.

"Sure kid, we'll be back later then. Might be a good idea to check out that house before we go in tonight."

"Yeah, thanks Bobby."

"Stay in the room Dean, both of you," John warned going to the door with Bobby.

"Yes sir..." 'what does he think I'm gunna do, run away with Sam or something?'

~S/D~

"So you wanna explain to me why the hell you decided to make a boiler room out of the bathroom yesterday?"

Sam shrugged and stood from the bed not wanting to talk about it, he thought Dean had let it go of forgot or something.

Dean stood not giving in and forced Sam to turn and face him, he picked the board up again and tapped it with a look on his face that made Sam's toes curl with the guilt.

"I was just scared about tonight and forgot to move, sorry," he lied with a shrug.

Dean bought it though, he nodded in sympathy totally understanding why Sam would be scared after everything he has been through in the last week. He draped an arm over the kids shoulders careful of his back then ruffled his hair getting a giggle from Sam.

The boys pushed and prodded each other for the next few minutes till the room fell serious again.

"You know when this is over tonight, I'm not sure where you have to go, I'm still trying to convince my dad but he's a stubborn basterd, he thinks its for the best for you and me, you get to try and be normal, but I'm not sure if you can after everything, I know I couldn't be normal after what happened to my mom, and that was years ago."

"It's okay, I get it, I mean who would want some deaf freak around messing up your missions and stuff. It's okay, I'll survive." 'or not...not that I'm telling you that, I feel bad enough already!'

"You're not some deaf freak! I don't see you that way, so shut up before I kick your ass!"

Sam smiled at the last few words, Dean would kick his ass and protect him from himself, 'now I feel really really really bad!'

The next second Sam felt Deans phone vibrate next to him, he handed it over and Dean answered.

"Yeah?"

"Dean, they're pulling in the drive, get Sam over here now, stick to the plan and me and Bobby will be in on your cue."

"Yes sir."

Dean ended the call, gathered his things and shoved Sam out of the door with no explanation.

"You ready?" he wrote driving fast out of the motel.

Sam nodded knowing what he meant all too well...he wasn't ready, he knew once this begun, it wouldn't stop, he wouldn't be able to put going back into care on hold any longer, he wasn't ready!

~S/D~

Dean lead Sam in the house, following the plan to a tee, he let Sam go in first then instantly regretted it when he noticed the house was silent, too silent.

"Sammy Sammy Sammy...I'm so disappointed in you, making friends with a hunter."

That Stopped Dean in his tracks, this wasn't part of the plan.

"What's wrong Dean? Not going like you planned?"

"You son of a bitch," he growled dragging Sam behind him with full force making the boy trip and fall, but as long as he was behind Dean, it didn't matter, he would be safe.

"Oooh watch the tone little boy, I might just have to cut your daddy's tongue out for teaching you that one."

"What have done with him?" Dean asked the demon who stood before him.

"Nothing, yet..." at that moment both boys went flying back into separate walls and were pinned there while the demon laughed and watched them squirm.

"Tell you what, just go away, all three of you hunters, and I'll not touch any of you again, just leave Sam where he belongs and go."

"No, I think I'd much rather send your sorry ass to hell and take Sam with me."

"Tut tut tut...listen, I'm not a bad guy, I can be reasonable, I've not hurt any humans in a few years now, and I won't today if you just leave."

"Maybe I wasn't clear, Kiss. My. Fury. Cheeks. you asshole."

"Why do you care so much about little Samuel? I mean look at him," Frank laughed walking up to the now sobbing boy who was close to hyperventilating. The one way he could tell if something was happening was taken away from him. The room tilted as he lost his sense of up and down as the force on his chest increased. With terror filled eyes he tried to look for Dean, for answers, for help! But he could only watch as Frank and Dean talked back and forth with each other, he could see their lips moving, but couldn't make out their expressions through the blur of panic, 'I'm so useless! I can't even understand what's going on!! Where is Dean's dad? Where is John? Dean had said he was the best and so was Bobby. If they were so damn good why did they not help Dean and me now? This hurts...we are all going to die here...'

Dean was close to tears watching the boy and how scared he was, how unfocused his eyes were, Sam eyes were always so precise in what they concentrated on, but now...he was so lost... 'okay, maybe dads right about not making Sam have this life thing, he looks so scared, I can't do this to him every day of the week for the rest of his life, I can't be responsible for putting that look on his face!'

"Don't you touch him!" Dean yelled when he snapped out of his thoughts and saw the demon/Frank walking towards Sam.

"He's my son, I can do what I like..." he blinked, Sam gasped...Sam sobbed...Sam couldn't breathe... 'AAAAAAAAAAAAHHHHHHHHHH!!!!!!!!!' his mind screamed when it felt like Frank was tearing his head in half with the blink of his black eyes.

"STOP IT!!!! SSTTTOOPPP!!" Dean screamed when he saw Sam's mouth open to scream but all that can out was a suffocating choke.

Frank blinked again and the pain stopped.

"What the hell did you do to him?!" Den screamed trying to pull himself from the wall.

"I told you, leave and no one gets hurt, don't leave, and Sam's ears bleed till his brains are mush."

"I'm gunna kill you!"

"That'll be a neat trick."

"Yeah, tell me about it."

"Aaahh, papa hunter and his little friend, nice of you old folks to join us," the demon taunted seeing John and Bobby in the room.

"Stay the hell away from them," John warned walking round circling Frank.

"Or what Johnny boy? Looks like I'm the one running the show right now...so I suggest you-...a devils trap?" he growled when he couldn't move past where he was walking to Dean.

"Gotcha," Bobby smirked tossing some water from his flask at the demon.

"Aaahh!!" he screamed and the boys fell to the floor.

"Nice of you guys to show up, took you long enough! ...Now, where were we? Ooh yeah that's right...I was about to say go to hell, but it looks like Bobby's gunna take care of that for me," Dean smirked picking himself from the floor watching his dad go to Sam. he knew he wasn't needed there, he had just screwed up big time and let Sam get hurt, so it was time for some payback.

John walked to the kid and held his hand out to Sam when he saw that the boy was in a panic and Dean was a little preoccupied with holy water. He knelt down and put a hand to his chin John slowly raised the boys head so that they were looking at each other.

"You. Are. Safe." John mouthed slowly waiting for Sam to understand. When the boy still didn't settle he tried to look back over the last few days trying to remember what Dean did to make him calm down...then it dawned on him. He pulled the boy into his chest and let him feel his heart beat on his tear covered cheek. Sam fisted his shirt as he felt John's slow steady heart beat, it was not fast and panicked like his was, it was calm and collected, like somehow the man knew that everything was going to be alright. Sam held tight and forced his own heart to match the steady beat Johns chest was pumping, taking in deep breaths unlike the pants his lungs wanted to do. The hunters would keep him safe, they would never let him get hurt if they could help it. He was safe here. He buried in closer to John so that he could feel the beat rumble of him speaking to someone. The feel of the huge man's voice in his chest make Sam feel safe again and for the first time since his parents left him he allowed himself to trust.

"Dean take Sam back to the motel, he doesn't need to see this."

John tried to pull away and pick Sam up but he wouldn't, he wanted to stand but he wanted to stay in Johns arms till the bad man went away, he needed to see the bad man with black eyes go away!

"Dad I...I think he wants to stay," Dean stated watching Sam come out from John's chest but not let go with his tight fists.

John decided to try it out, he picked Sam up, hooked his hands under the boys legs and round his back, lifted then walked to the door. Sam tried to pull back and he held onto the door frame.

"Guess he does," John laughed walking back and setting Sam's legs to the floor but not letting him go completely.

"AAAHHHH!!! When I get back from hell the first thing I'm gunna do is peals Sammy's flesh from his bones!"

"Bobby, hit it," Dean smirked then flicked more holy water making the demons skin sizzle and steam up.

"Exorcizamus te, omnis immundus spiritus, omnis satanica potestas, omnis incursio infernalis adversarii, omnis legio, et secta diabolica,"

"AAAAAHHHH!!! I HOPE I SEE HIS PARENTS DOWN THERE!! AHAHAHAAA!!!" he laughed and screamed.

"Wait!" Dean yelled telling Bobby to hold it.

"Dean-"

"What about his parents? Why them! Why the hell would you kill them then foster a deaf kid?! Why?!"

"I needed a hobby," he laughed with tears coming down.

"What is that supposed to mean?!"

"A got bored of the normal, posses a guys meat, walk around, make a little chaos, I wanted someone to play with, someone that wouldn't even be able to scream when I fucked him hard!"

"You…you did that to him?" Dean choked.

"Sometimes twice a night…don't worry though, Sammy never felt a thing, didn't even know I was there…he was just a little satisfied the next morning he woke up," the demon laughed.

"YOU SON OF A BITCH!!!"

Dean stepped inside the trap and punched the meat suit hard enough to crack the man's jaw.

"Dean!" John yelled but unable to pull him back as he had his hands full with little Sammy. "Dean enough! This is why I wanted you out! You're scaring him Dean! Stop it!"

Sam was back to sobbing and hiding his face in John's chest as Dean continued to beat the man.

"Bobby what are you waiting for?!"

"Ergo draco maledicte et sectio
Ergo draco maledicte et legio secta diabolica."

"AAAAAAAAHHHHHHHHH!!!!!!!! STOP STOP!"

"Vade, Satana, inventor et magister omnis fallaciae, hostis humanae salutis. Vanish Satan."

"AAAAAAAAAAAHHHHHGGGGGGGGGGGGG!!"

Black smoke erupted from Frank's mouth and snaked round till it reached the floor boards and ran down the cracks.

"We need to get outa here," John announced when saw Franks body fall to the floor in a heap of blood.

"He dead?"

"I-I killed him?"

"No Dean, he has…bites…look like dog bites of something, cut his artery in his neck, he was dead if you'd have beaten on him or not," Bobby consoled after examining the corps.

"What the hell is that?" John asked when they heard loud vicious hell like barking.

"Uuuh...guys…." Dean stuttered then raised his hand and pointed behind them, wide eyed and frozen with shock.

"Oooh shit…."

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Yes I'm evil…*runs off to Menorca!!*…catch me if you can!

Before I go...thank you soooo much to MonkeyMuse and Bia1009!! Lov ya both!!!