Nicknames

Chapter 9

Out in Laurel Maryland, on a case Sam and Dean investigating a series of mysterious murders, at forest haven asylum. - Forest Haven was a place for mentally disabled people, who needed help.

Forest Haven was a progressive institution a farm colony that taught people with intellectual disabilities, useable skills and aimed to get them employed, residents milked cows, planted and tended to crops. These residents lived in dorms, surrounded by tress with peaceful pastoral names like beech or Elm cottage. Their routines included exercise and recreation; athletic fields and basketball courts, filled with some green space between buildings.

As attitudes started towards treatment of the mentally disabled evolved, - the workers grew frustrated with the lack of help, and began abusing the disabled residents. Hundreds upon hundreds of deaths, with many of bodies ferried down, to the tiny basement morgue, before unceremoniously interred, in an unmarked graves and the asylum grounds.

Families purchased a single headstone, which sits in a field outside, the administration office, a memorial to the 387 bodies that were buried below. Some of those graves have suffered erosion and becoming uncovered, which caused mean and angry sprits.

Sam and dean strolled through the asylum, shot guns in hand and pointed out, watching each-others back, until something caught Sam's attention frying his gun off, shooting an angry sprit.

He turned around to his brother gone, calling his name and not receiving an answer; Sam went looking for his older brother. Finding him in a room filled with pictures, of happy couples, walking a bit closer he seen dean starting down, at his own picture of the girl he loved, laying his hand on his shoulder. "Dean,"

"Yeah Sammy, I'll be with you in a minute." Dean's head and heart were not in this hunt, all he could still think about was his girl, and how she left him 2 months ago. Standing the room alone all alone, he slid down the wall. "Why Scarlett why did you leave me, I miss you so much."

Pulled out of his own thoughts, when he heard a blood curdling, scream. "Dean!" he jumped to his feet and went running, knows it was his little brother calling for him."Sammy!"

Making it to his little brother; he seen the angry sprit behind him and yelled. "Sam look out!"

Due to being shot in the back, Sam fell to his knees. – Dean took off running towards his little brother. "No!" when reaching he laid Sam's head on his shoulder, shaking him and yelling his name. "Sam. "When getting nothing in return dean pulled back laying his hands, on Sam's face.

"let me look at you." sliding his hands down on Sam's back instantly they are covered in blood, he brings them back to his face and begins to cry. "It's not even that bad, I'll patch you up. That's my job right; look after my pain in the ass little brother."

Still getting nothing in return Dean remains holding his little brother, and cries even louder and harder. "Sam!"

"Sammy!"

"SAM!"

Sam had lost a lot of blood, but he wasn't dead just yet, but being close to it. – Dean carried him to an empty bed and laid him down. Dean sat in the dark room balling his eyes wondering, how can he save his little brother, the though he ran through his mind.

'I did this to him, I have to save him, but how do I save. ' – grabbing a chair he sits down and begins talking to his little brother.

"I always tried to protect you, keep you safe. Dad didn't even have to tell me; it's just always been my responsibility ya know? It's like I had one job, I had one job and I screwed it up; and for that I'm sorry. I guess that's what I do, I let down the people I love, I let dad down and now I guess I'm just supposed to let you down, how can I? How can I live with that? - What am I supposed to do? Sammy? What am I supposed to, what am I supposed to do!"

Dean became devastated with Sam being on the verge of dying, he races to the cross roads, summoning the cross roads demon. He scores in making a deal, selling his own soul, and only getting on year to live, in exchange for Sam's resurrection.

Once dean seen Sammy up and moving around again, they headed for home.- the car ride was quite…. So quite that dean started to think; about Scarlett and how far away she was from him. His fingers tightened around the wheel, so tightly that his knuckles turned white. Removing on hand off the wheel to turn on the radio; the sounds of it's been a while by stain blared from the radio.

His heart ached as he listens to the words, he then began to sing the words.

And it's been awhile
Since I could hold my head up high
And it's been awhile
Since I first saw you
And it's been awhile
Since I could stand on my own two feet again
And it's been awhile
Since I could call you

And everything I can't remember
As fucked up as it all may seem
The consequences that I've rendered
I've stretched myself beyond my means

And it's been awhile
Since I can say that I wasn't addicted
And it's been awhile
Since I can say I love myself as well
And it's been awhile
Since I've gone and fucked things up just like I always do
And it's been awhile
But all that shit seems to disappear when I'm with you

And everything I can't remember
As fucked up as it all may seem
The consequences that I've rendered
I've gone and fucked things up again

Why must I feel this way?
Just make this go away
Just one more peaceful day!

And it's been awhile
Since I could look at myself straight
And it's been awhile
Since I said I'm sorry
And it's been awhile
Since I've seen the way the candles light your face
And it's been awhile
But I can still remember just the way you taste

And everything I can't remember
As fucked up as it all may seem to be I know it's me
I cannot blame this on my father
He did the best he could for me

And it's been awhile
Since I could hold my head up high
And it's been awhile
Since I said I'm sorry

When the song ends Dean Side eyes his little brother and says, "That song fits me to the T; don't you think Sammy? I think I'm going to night, or tomorrow to see her."

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