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Chapter 7
Sam had somehow managed to have a shower. He had to sit and lean against the wall for most of the time, but was glad that at least he managed on his own. He stood in front of the mirror and with his palm he wiped away the steam that coated it, smearing only some condensation away.
Sam gripped the sink for support as he stood, mesmerized at his reflection. He focussed on the reflection. He let out a groan as he observed how pallid and sick he looked. The atmosphere surrounding him became dense with the humidity and stillness. The sound of water drops leaking from the tap was magnified and the once bright room seemed to become dim as light focussed on where he stood.
He dipped his head and watched the droplets of water trickle into the drain. Sam's heart beat seemed to echo through the room as it raced, beating hard against his chest. His head was heavy and the faint taste of blood lingered in the back of his throat. He looked up to face his reflection when suddenly his heart stopped for a brief moment that seemed like an eternity.
Sam saw his reflection, but did not see himself. The reflection sneered as it tilted its head to the side. The black impious eyes stared back at Sam, mocking the shock on Sam's face. The taste of blood now filled Sam's month and he closed his eyes, panicked by what he had seen.
He attempted to remain calm, breathing deeply and still firmly gripped the sink. He opened his eyes and looked up to see only steam coating the mirror. Blinking several times to be sure, he slowly calmed himself.
'It wasn't real. I'm only seeing things, or maybe I'm possessed? No, that doesn't seem right...Maybe...' He thought to himself before the bathroom door vibrated as loud bangs filled and echoed throughout the small room.
Sam almost fell to ground as the knocking startled him and disturbed his thoughts.
"Hey Sammy, you okay in there?" Dean shouted from the other side.
There was concern in his voice as he again knocked even harder on the wooden door. Sam took a deep breath as he prepared himself to reply, he squeezed his eyes shut as he swallowed the sickening metallic liquid in his month.
"Sam! I'm coming in Sam!" Dean paused and stood still as the bathroom door opened.
He was met by his brother who stood with a towel round his waist leaning against the door frame for support.
"Hey, didn't you hear me? I've been knocking for ages, Sam!" Dean tried express his concern as his looked his brother up and down.
Satisfied, he exhaled deeply and tilted his head back, "I thought you drowned or something. And by the way, next time, don't lock the door okay?"
Sam expressed his confusion as he responded to his brother "I didn't lock the door Dean." His voice was flat and raspy.
Dean looked at Sam, still unimpressed, "Err Yeah you did Sam! I was about to kick it open!" He watched as Sam still looked confused and puzzled. He shook his head illustrating that he hadn't locked the door.
"Just don't do it again, alright?" Dean softened his voice and held out a hand to his brother. Sam accepted and gripped Dean as he was helped to his bed.
"Get dressed, we have to leave. Now." Dean placed Sam's bag on the bed and went into the bathroom, closing the door behind him.
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The car, now warmed up, seemed to be hot and the air inside was too thick for Sam to breathe comfortably. He slowly rose from his slouched position and opened his window, slightly. Dean tapped the steering wheel in time with the music that blasted inside the car.
Sam looked up at Dean for a moment as he raised his brow and offered a small grin. He then looked at the food on his lap. After comfortably drinking the tea that Dean had bought for him, he felt his stomach had calmed slightly.
'I suppose I should try and eat.' Sam thought as his picked up the muesli bar and tore the wrapper.
As he took the first bite, he felt his appetite return and he eagerly continued to consume the breakfast.
"Hey, so who are we going to see in New Orleans?" Sam asked with his month full.
Dean turned to face Sam then went to reduce the volume as he gave his brother a confused look.
"Looks like you got your appetite back. Hey err, how're you feeling by the way?" He asked, trying not to sound too concerned.
"I asked you a question first, Dean." Sam continued to chew shaking his head at his brother's reply.
"Yeah, and I asked you how you were feeling, Sam." Dean looked at Sam, his concern now visible, he watched Sam shake his head, refusing to answer until Dean answered Sam's question.
"We are going to see a woman named Celia, she's got information and can help us, okay? Now, How are feeling?" He asked sharply.
"Okay! Geeze, Dean, what's your problem? I'm fine, I guess. I'm starting to get my appetite back a little." He placed a piece of fruit in his mouth.
Dean tried to hide his disappointment as he turned away from Sam, wondering if he really was feeling better and remembering what Celia had said in the email.
"Dean will you tell me what's wrong? I know you're keeping something from me." Sam felt guilty as he remembered the strange event that had happened in the bathroom. He was still unsure if the thing he saw in the mirror had been real, but he knew he should have told Dean.
Sam didn't get an immediate reply, "Dean, can you please fill me in? Man, you're making me even more nervous!"
Dean ran his hand through his hair and gave Sam a quick gaze. "Celia helped me and Dad out a while ago. She knows a lot about voodoo and stuff. Um she thinks that someone's done something to you, look don't worry, okay? We can trust her, she's going to help." Dean replied.
Sam continued to observe his brother, trying hard to read him.
"So, she's a friend?" He asked, with suggestion in his tone.
"Yes Sammy, she's a friend. A good one..." Catching Sam's suspicious glance Dean quickly continued. "No, man, it's not like that! I mean, yeah she's hot, but.." He sighed "Really hot. I mean not that I wouldn't …." Dean scrambled for the words.
"Uh huh I get it Dean, so what happened, she turn you down?" Sam asked with a grin on his face.
"No! Sam, chicks don't turn me down, it's just not something that happens. She's with someone actually." Dean stated as he glanced at Sam, slightly offended by the suggestion.
Shaking his smile, Sam continued to eat the remaining pieces of fruit.
"So, how long till we….err…till we um….." Sam swallowed hard.
"Dean!... Dean……up over…….Now!" Sam quickly placed a hand over his mouth as he went for the door handle.
Dean immediately knew what was to follow. He quickly turned off the road, bringing the car to an abrupt stop. He heard the car door swing open, followed by the sound of Sam's retching. Sam sat half in the car, crouched over the side of the road.
As all the contents he had recently ingested forced their way out of his body, he sobbed at how bad he began to feel again. The throbbing in his head and body returned with vengeance as he became weak with every retch. Tears escaped his eyes as he struggled hard to breathe and keep composure.
He felt a comforting, familiar hand on his back as he continued heave. The hands held his head up and one brushed gently through his hair. Sam felt bile sting his throat, followed by the unpleasant taste of blood that not only scared him, but also made him feel even more nauseous.
He winced as he watched the red liquid mix with the remains of his breakfast.
"Shit, Dean!" He sobbed as he tried unsuccessfully to hold back the retch that followed.
Dean rubbed Sam's back as he looked around the car for the box of tissues he had placed there earlier.
"It's okay Sammy. You'll be fine, hang in there." He handed Sam a tissue as he opened the bottle of water to hand to him.
Sam took it and placed it on his mouth. He turned around to face Dean, revealing the tears and blood soaked tissue in his hand.
"What's happening to me Dean?" He asked as the eyes filled with horror.
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