HELLO! Long time no see on this story. It's so weird the way that inspiration hits sometimes. Today it came to me while doing laundry of all things! And then, fifteen minutes later... Voila! Here is the latest chapter! I hope you enjoy. Thanks for coming back and having a look. :)


"We're gonna find a way out of this. I promise."

"Sure Sam, I know. Gotta use the head, be right back."

"Are you okay?"

"Oh yeah, why the hell wouldn't I be? Christ Sam, I'm just heading to the bathroom, I don't need a damn chaperone!"

"Yeah, right, you're okay. Just hurry back alright, I don't like the thought of you being by yourself."

"I hear ya, don't worry, I won't flush myself down the drain. Satisfied?"

"I'm gonna see what else I can dig up."

"Yeah, you do that. Geek."


"See, told you I'd come back in one, semi sane piece. Nothing like some cold water on the noggin to snap a crazy person out of it. Sam? What is it?"

"Gotta lead maybe. Mother of the boys is just a couple hours from here. I say we go and have a little chat with her, maybe we can figure out what's keeping that ass here."

"Alright then, off we go. I drive."

"Nope. Never know when you are gonna freak out again, can't take that chance bro. Sorry dude but you are taking it easy and I'm driving."

"You always do this Sam! You never trust me! Why can't you just let me have one thing in my life! Ever since dad died ... You blame ME don't you? You blame me for his death! I didn't ask him to sacrifice himself for me! It's not my fault! Maybe you should look in the mirror sometime Sam, you ain't all squeaky clean either you know!"

"Dean. Let's go. Now."


"How much further Sam, my head feels like it's gonna start spinning around and go all Linda Blair. I'm just so... mad... everything you do is pissing me off."

"I'm just driving Dean."

"Yeah. Like a granny."

"Head hurts?"

"Like a bitch."

"Just close your eyes and try to relax okay? We're still a couple hours out and I think some shut eye will help. You're eyes must be hurting from that constant glare you throw at me every few seconds."

"No, I'm not doing that! Quit making shit up!"

"Deeean..."

"Dammit. But, well, you deserve it Sam! I'm the older one, you should listen to ME!"

"Alright, that's it!"

"What are you doing? Why are we stopping?"

"Just stay in the damn car for one minute, think you can handle that?"

"No wonder I hate you."

"Whatever, just stay right there."


"Here. Dean?"

"Could you just shut up for a minute? Your annoying, mother hen, high pitched voice is grinding into my skull. Do you even know how annoying your fricken voice is? God, it's... might as well be fingernails on a damn chalkboard!"

"Dean."

"Aw, what's the matter, the truth hurt Sam?"

"Look, I can tell by the squinting and the sweat and the way you keep rubbing your eyes that you have one hell of a headache. So, take these pills and drink some water and try and get some rest jerk."

"Those don't look like regular aspirin Sam, what the hell, are you trying to dose me up with something?"

"YES!"

"Why?"

"Why? Are you serious? Okay, look Dean, you are not rational. You are not thinking straight. You have some lunatic running around in your head and... "

"And?"

"I'm sorry bro but right now I... I can't... I don't know what you are going to do next. You aren't in the game here man so you need to try and trust me, before you hurt yourself... or me. You said yourself you feel rage and anger and are pissed off all the time, so how long before you do something? Before you act on it? Dean?"

"Sammy, I would never hurt you, you know that right?"

"I know that you would never hurt me intentionally Dean, when you are fine. But dude, you are so far from fine right now. I know you are trying your best to prevent it, to fight it, but you are losing Dean. Slowly and steadily he is winning. He is changing you. So please bro..."

"Okay Sam, okay. But, what exactly are these pills then?"

"Painkillers. They won't knock you out but they will definitely take the edge off. You know what I mean?"

"You mean that you want to dope me up to the gills so that I can't defend myself!"

"No Dean. So you can't hurt anybody. I know you, you don't want to hurt me. Or yourself. Or some innocent bystander who looks at you the wrong way right now. So please, I am asking, while you are still trying to fight what is happening, to take the damn pills."

"I don't know Sam, I hate it when I can't think straight."

"Newsflash for you dude, you haven't been thinking straight for hours. I need to concentrate on figuring this out, and I can't do that if I have to constantly keep an eye on you and watch my back, waiting for you to try and 'shut me up, violently.' Remember? So, what do you say? C'mon Dean, I don't want to force you but I will."

"Ha! That's a good one. I'd like to see you try. Alright, sheesh, I'll take 'em, wouldn't want you to break a nail trying to force feed them to me."


"There. Happy now?"

"Thanks man, I know that was hard for you."

"Yeah, but who cares what Dean wants right? Ain't that in the Winchester bible or something? Commandment number one; make Dean suffer? Ah hell, this sucks. So what's the time on these things?"

"I'd say about fifteen minutes. Just close your eyes and let them work. Hopefully, by the time they wear off I will know exactly how to kill this creep and get my stubborn, pain in the ass, NOT wanting to kill me brother back."

"I hope so too Sammy."


TBC.. Only a couple more chapters to go. I hope it is still okay and that you enjoyed this chapter. I would love to get a review or several if you feel up to it. ;)