Hello my lovely readers :D Thank you for all the reviews last chapter. For some reason this chapter was hard to write for me. I guess I am having a minor case of writer's block. But I liked how it turned out and I hope you guys do as well. I know it's short but I really wanted to give you guys an update. There will be a lot more recovery/brotherly love to come :D Enjoy!
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Chapter 9
Dean stares in shock at his brother. Blood is coming out of the wound in his stomach, staining his jeans. Sam is moaning in pain, but his eyes are on Dean.
"Sammy!"
Micah gasps, his hands grabbing at the wound on his chest. He looks up at John, smiling with blood stained teeth, falling to the floor. The gun falls from his hand and he becomes still.
Suddenly, Dean runs over to Micah. Straddling over him, Dean begins to throws punches into his face. He doesn't care that John already shot him. That he is probably already dead. He hurt Sam and Dean will beat whatever little life Micah has left in him. He throws his fist into Micah's face until it's a complete mess and Dean is sure that his hand is broken. Catching his breath, Dean falls to the side.
John lowers his gun, before dropping it to the floor. "Dean, you ok?" John asks, but his eyes are on Sam.
Dean doesn't answer, All that matters is Sam. Have to get to Sam.
Holding his bleeding head, Dean scrambles over to his baby brother. Dropping beside him, Dean puts a hand against Sam's swollen cheek and holds it there. "Sammy," Dean begs, tears falling from his eyes.
Dean quickly takes off his jacket and holds it against Sam's stomach, where the bullet hit, in attempt to staunch the bleeding.
Sam eyes are wild, looking frantically around the room, until they land on Dean in front of him. "De-.." Sam tries, but his voice is pretty much gone from all the screaming.
Dean looks over Sam. And for the first time notices all the damage that has been done to his brother. It seemed to Dean that nearly every inch of Sam's body bore some type of injury. Sam's head was bleeding beneath his matted curls. There is a knife sticking out of Sam's shoulder, his whole body is bruised and bloody. Black and blue bruises are in full view with Sam's shirt gone, as well as the bleeding gunshot wound. His hand has a nasty, bleeding cut on the top and his wrist are leaking blood as well. The right side of Sam's face is completely swollen and his eye unable to open.
Dean feels a his stomach sinking as he looks over his brother and has to fight the urge to empty it. All he is see is red and Dean wishes he could have killed Micah himself for the pain he caused Sam.
John slowly approaches Sam and Dean, kneeling beside them. Dean takes out a knife from his back pocket, with the intention to cut Sam's ropes.
At the sight of the knife Sam begins to breathe faster. John looks at him in worry. "No..P-please don't."
Dean looks up at Sam's face which is contorted in fear.
"De-Dean," Sam half-sobbed.
"It's ok, Sammy. I'm here now," Dean promised. "Your safe."
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