Supernatural
Things I'd Do For You
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Chapter seven
Sam could see the clock that was counting Dean's time inside his head.
1 hour 45 minutes 54 seconds. Or something like that…
"You're such and idiot, Dean. You know that, right?" Sam murmured under his breath. He didn't know what Dean had done but what he got out of the queens words was that whatever it was, he had done it for Sam. "You were not suppose to do anything stupid! Oh, I hear what you're saying, you didn't promise me anything. But still! Gosh Dean!"
Not like this. Not for him… This was too much for Sam. He had watched Dean dying way too many times. Only this time he had no idea what was causing it. Since he had been out of it when that particular part of information had been told.
1 hour 40 minutes 34 seconds…
"Wake up, Dean", Sam whispered suddenly. Everything would be alright if Dean just woke up. It was something Sam was counting on. If Dean just woke up, everything would be fine.
SNSN
For a liquid, the poison had a strong mind. Dean was trying to open his eyes, he was trying to fight the poison out of his system but he found it surprisingly hard. Every time he seemed to do a little process the poison made it's way somewhere deeper in his veins.
"Oh, come on! Get out of me!" Dean thought. He was stronger than this, he had to be. Sam was somewhere in the waking world, he was alone. The queen had a free access to him. And Dean couldn't allow that.
He had time but it was running away. Fast.
"Wake up, Dean."
Sammy. He was there. Somewhere… "Oh God, not again…" Dean thought. He could just imagine his baby brother's face if he ever found out why Dean was like this. Nooo, he couldn't find out. Dean couldn't let anyone tell Sam the truth. He had to wake up and come up with a believable lie. Now!
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"What the…" Sam said as Dean's nose started to bleed. Suddenly, Dean coughed. Once, twice. And then he opened his eyes.
"Hey…" he said roughly. Sam couldn't do anything but stare until he found his voice again.
"Your… your nose is bleeding…" he said quietly.
"Uh… yeah… Let it bleed for a while, it's actually a good thing", Dean said, not bothering to explain. Cuz explaining would mean that he would have to tell the truth…
"What did you do for me?"
Crap! "Huh?"
"What did you do for me? And don't say nothing, don't you even try! The queen told me you did something, now you tell me what!"
Dean gulped. "Did you even think that the queen could be lying?" he asked, pushing himself into a sitting position.
"No. I didn't. What did you do for me?" Sam asked again. Dean sighed.
"Sam, look. You could have died, okay? If you would have got another vision again… I just made sure that wouldn't happen again. End of the story. No, the END, Sam!" Dean said as Sam opened his mouth to argue.
"Dean… Whatever you did… It almost caused your life. So wouldn't you just…"
"No. Sam, I hardly understand it myself, k? Yes, I almost died. Got it. Almost. And now we're both fine. So just drop it, will ya?"
"Again, almost", Sam said quietly and sat down. Dean touched his upper lip, bringing back blood that had now stopped coming out of his nostril.
"So much fuss over so little amount of some stupid poison… Gosh…" Dean said with a voice that was hardly audible.
"What?" Sam said, confused.
"Nothing. So, you think we could get any food around here?" As a period to his question the door to Dean's room opened up and a black cloaked man came in.
"You're awake. The queen will be pleased. Food. Eat. There's another challenge coming up for you."
"Oh, cut us a break here. I almost died!" Dean whined but the man left without another word. Dean mumbled something about so un-hot nurses but took the sandwich that had been on the table next to him anyway. Sam eyed him for a while before taking a bite of his sandwich.
"How're you feeling?" he asked.
"Fine. How 'bout you?" Dean replied.
"Like you had saved my butt again", Sam said. Dean grinned.
"That good, huh?" he said. Sam laughed a little. He wanted to know what Dean had done but he guessed it didn't matter. At least for now.
"So. How long was I out?" Dean asked. Sam shrugged.
"I was with you for about twenty minutes. Before that I don't know."
"You know, you seem to be useless when it comes to asking time", Dean said.
"Hey! It's not my fault I'm unconscious or sleeping!" Sam defended himself, even though he knew Dean was kidding. The door opened again and this time it was the queen.
"Great. You're awake. I guess I didn't lose you after all. Now come one. Lets not waste any more time. You can finish those on the way. Come!"
The boys looked at each other. The queen clearly didn't have any sympathy towards them. Dean got of the bed, wiping the blood of his face with the back of his sleeve. They followed the queen out of the room and out of what seemed to be some kind of hospital and to a small room right next to it.
"This one's very simple. Again. You see, you have to get that other door over there open. It won't be easy, I tell you that. But I won't give you a time limit. I'll be waiting behind that door. Opening the door is actually quite simple, just figuring out how is a hard task. Well, I hope you enjoy yourselves. Bye!
The brothers heard the annoying click that told them that the door had been locked.
"Great. Just great. Can't have a slightest break now can I? Well, what're we waiting for? Let's get to the other side so we can go with our little plan to get out of here", Dean said. He was about to take a step towards the door when Sam grabbed his arm.
"What?"
"She said it won't be easy. I bet there a traps, or maybe even another spirit", Sam said, looking around the room.
"Sam, the door is like nine feet away! How many traps can there be?" Dean asked, trying to get out of Sam's hold.
"Enough to get us killed if we just run through! Damn it, Dean! Just for this once could you do as I ask!" Sam said, his voice taking the desperate tone that Dean hated so much.
"Okay, calm down. We'll be careful", Dean said with his most convincing voice. He turned to look at the room. "So… if there are traps, how do we avoid them?" he thought out loud.
"Don't know. Maybe she's testing our reflexes", Sam suggested, now that he was satisfied that Dean wasn't going to do anything stupid.
"Yeah, maybe", Dean said. He didn't like this situation. Any step, hell, even any move he made could be his last. And what was worse, it could be Sam's last, too. "Can you hear that?" he suddenly asked.
"Hear wh…" And then Sam heard it, too. It was like thunder, coming from the walls. They listened to it for a couple of seconds before one of the walls cracked and a big hole appeared to it.
"Oh no…" Dean whispered.
"What?" Sam asked, a little nervous. Then, without warning water started to come out of the hole. The boys looked at each other, suddenly realizing why there wasn't a time limit. If they didn't make it out fast enough they'd drown.
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AN: I'm not giving them a break… Even if I know I almost killed Dean. You have no idea how much I'm enjoying this situation. Now, as I said, everyone, please, tell me what you think. If you think I've got something to work on (which I no doubt do) please, let me know. If you're liking the story, oh god, please, tell me! smiles
Until the next chapter
Devil of My Family
