Summary- Dean is granted his "heart's desire" while tangling with a witch. Now under a witch's spell, he feels compelled to overprotect Sam from every danger and wants complete control to keep Sam safe. Will the brother's relationship survive? S2
This story is a birthday dedication to my wonderful beta and friend- Sendintheclowns.
Heart's Desire Ten
Sam had made himself as comfortable as possible on the couch, trying to read his book. He had been reading the same page for the last twenty minutes. His real attention was on his brother who was sitting in the easy chair, researching something on the internet.
Sam noticed that Dean was shutting the computer down, and he was anxious to see what his brother had been up to.
"Hey Dean, did you figure something out? You're looking better." Sam was happy to see that his brother was looking a lot better than he had an hour ago, he was a lot less jittery and had more color.
"Yeah, I'm much better Sam, and I think I have a plan for tonight. Do you remember when you had your wisdom teeth out, and they gave you Valium to calm you down?" Dean asked as he approached the couch and sat down by Sam.
"Yeah, I had a bit of a reaction and was pretty loopy for a while huh?" Sam barely remembered his drugged stupor moment.
"Right, you were confused and the doctor said that it was a common side effect and would wear off when the drug wore off. No complications, so I've been doing some research and I think that Valium might be the answer to me being able to take you with me tonight." Dean had a confident smile on his face.
Sam swallowed hard, this is not what he had in mind."You want to drug me Dean? Is that a good idea? What if in my confused state I say something about the supernatural?" Sam was trying not to panic but the idea of being with Dean, who was at the mercy of the spell scared him especially if he was not in control of his own facilities.
"Oh Sam, after you're performance in the grocery store, most people in this town think that you're a special needs adult and aren't going to listen to you. It's perfect Sam. I happened to remember that time you took the Valium before, Dad and I both commented on how much easier you were to deal with on the drug. You actually listened!" Dean replied with confidence.
Sam winced at the painful childhood memories and at the thought of being drugged. "D-do we have Valium?" Sam knew this was a lame question, but he still hoped that there was a chance that this might put a stop to this discussion.
"Yeah Sam, I lifted a whole bottle not too long ago. We're all set. I've read up on all the side effects and how to administer the drug and what things to avoid while on the drug. All I have to do is run out to the car and get it out of our medical kit." Dean replied and as he got off the couch.
"You wanna do this now Dean? It's still early." Sam knew he was stalling the inevitable but he hoped that given sometime he could talk Dean out of his plan.
"Well Sammy, if I give it to you now, we'll have time to let it take effect and see how it effects you before we go out in public. Hold on, I'll just be a second." Dean replied as he headed out the door towards the Impala.
Sam tried to regain some composure. He was stuck between a rock and a hard place. On one hand if he refused to take the Valium, his brother would become sickly until they found another solution. On the other hand, he wasn't sure that anything else his brother thought of would be better than the Valium in fact it might be worse. Sam took a calming breath as his brother reentered the cabin with the bottle of Valium in hand.
Dean headed towards the kitchen area and reappeared with a large glass of water. Dean handed Sam the water and a tablet. Sam reluctantly took them from his brother.
"Are you sure Dean?" Sam asked and he knew that at that moment he sound like a small child.
"You promised Sam. Please, do this for me? I need you to drink the whole glass of water, the drug will work better that way, okay?" Dean gave Sam a reassuring smile.
Sam reluctantly took the pill and then swallowed the water quickly. He lay back on the couch trying not to think about what was about to happen.
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Dean watched his brother sleeping on the couch. He had given Sam the Valium about an hour ago, and the kid had immediately drifted off to sleep. Watching his brother sleeping so peacefully on the couch made Dean feel good, like he was doing a good job. His brother was safe and healthy.
He hated to interrupt his brother's peaceful slumber, but it was getting close to time to go.
"Sammy, you need to wake up kiddo." Dean gently nudged his brother.
Sam's eyes slowly opened, and Dean could see that Sam was having trouble focusing on him. "D-Dean?" Came out of his brother's mouth as he tried to sit up.
"Woah, there Sammy, take it slow." Dean quickly grabbed his brother trying to steady him.
Dean sat down next to Sam and tried to reassure his confused brother.
Sam looked at Dean, his eyes still trying to focus. "Dean, I feel funny. Am I okay?"
Dean gave his brother a pat on the shoulder. "You're just fine Sam, a bit groggy from waking up that's all. We'll sit here until you feel like you can stand up."
"Are we going somewhere Dean?" Sam looked at his brother with big trusting eyes, and it took Dean back to their childhood when he was always there to look after Sam.
"Yeah, we're going into town Sam. I'll get you something to eat, and maybe I can play some pool while we're there okay?" Dean noticed that Sam was becoming a little more aware of his surroundings.
"Sure Dean, I'm hungry and I know you like to play pool." Sam answered giving his brother a bright smile.
"Yes I do Sam! Hey let's get you up and dressed. It is a bit cool outside so let's get you another shirt and find your shoes and socks." Dean got up off the couch and held his hand grabbing his brother's hand helping him to stand. Sam wobbled a bit but steadied himself pretty quickly.
"I'm a bit dizzy Dean." Sam replied as they walked over to the sleeping area of the cabin.
"You'll feel better once we get some food in you Sam. Here, sit on the edge of the bed and I'll help you with your shoes and socks." Dean helped Sam sit gently on the end of the bed and then was off to collect shoes and socks.
"Thanks Dean, you always take good care of me." Dean smiled at his brother.
"I always will Sam." Dean replied as he helped his brother dress and got him in the Impala. It was nice to be able to help Sam like he wanted without hearing his brother complain. The drug was definitely proving to be helpful.
Things were going smoothly in Dean's book. Sam was following directions and sticking close. It made Dean feel like he could guarantee Sam's safety.
After a thirty minute drive, they were pulling up to Rusty's the other bar in Conway, Kansas. Dean turned to face his brother.
"We're here Sam. I want you to stay close to me, it looks pretty busy inside. We'll find a booth in the back and get you some food." Dean could tell his brother was having trouble focusing, but was trying.
"I'll stay close, promise Dean." Sam replied as he slowly opened the car door, and got out.
Dean helped Sam navigate the crowd and as they approached a booth in the back, Dean heard a familiar voice. Seated in the very last booth, was Dottie, a grocery store clerk that Dean had chatted with earlier that day, and she had met Sam during their first trip to the store.
Dottie wasn't Dean's type. She wore very little makeup and dressed comfortably. She was probably in her early thirties and a pleasant looking person. Dean liked her because she had been very kind to Sam the day that they had stopped for supplies. On learning that Sam had disabilities she had given Sam some candy and had made sure to address him and not ignore him like most people did at the store. Sam had been very embarrassed by the whole thing, but had commented on how nice she was.
Dean could see that she was motioning them over to her booth, so Dean guided Sam that way.
"Hello Dottie, how's it going?" Dean asked as he and Sam sat down.
"Oh good Dean, I'm just here relaxing for a bit before I go home. What're you boys up to?" Dottie gave them both a warm smile.
"I'm hungry and Dean he wants to play pool." Sam answered before Dean could speak.
"That's right Sam. We both needed a night out." Dean returned Dottie's smile.
"Well, I was going to get something to eat, so you boys can definitely join me." Dottie answered as she passed menus to Dean and Sam. Dean was touched that she included Sam.
Sitting there with Dottie, Dean realized that she would be the perfect person to help him watch over Sam while he played pool. Sam was comfortable with her, and Dean really thought she would take good care of Sam.
"Hey Dottie, how would you like to make a quick twenty dollars? " Dean asked and watched Dottie's eyebrows shoot up in a quirk.
"Uh, Dean what do you have in mind?" Dean could see she was not sure where this was going.
"Well, I was just wondering if maybe you could watch over Sam, right here in the booth while I play a little pool. It would be two hours tops. I'll order you both some food and pay for it too. What do you think?" Dean put on his best conman smile.
"But Dean, I wanna watch you play pool, please." Sam replied before Dottie could answer.
Dottie helped Dean out by replying, "Oh Sam, why don't you and I get something to eat, and if you do a good job eating, then we'll walk over and watch Dean play together, okay?" as she finished speaking she gave Dean a conspiratorial wink.
"Okay, 'cause Dean is good, and I don't want to miss him winning." Sam replied and smiled back at Dottie.
Dean watched as his brother opened the menu, but was getting frustrated trying to focus on it.
"Hey Sammy, I'll help you order some food and then I'll leave you with Dottie to eat. Are you okay with that?" Dean asked closely watching his brother hoping that he understood what he was asking.
"Sure Dean, I'll be okay. Dottie is nice she gave me candy." Sam replied and reached over patting Dottie's hand. "Just don't get jealous okay Dean?"
Dottie giggled and Dean gave his brother an amused smile. "I promise Sam. I won't get jealous."
The waitress came over and took their orders. Dean ordered Sam a cheese burger and fries, so that he wouldn't have to use a knife or a fork. In fact, Dean took those items as soon as they arrived and handed them to Dottie.
"Okay champ, I'm going to leave you with Dottie and try to get in on a pool game. Dottie, if you have any questions or problems, just come and get me." Dean smiled at them both and got out of the booth.
"D-Dean, um could I have some ice cream?" Sam asked in a shy manner, just like when they were kids and he wasn't sure if it was in the budget.
"Sure, if you eat most of your burger and fries, Dottie can order you some ice cream, okay?" Dean gave Dottie a little wink.
"Thanks Dean, you're the best brother." Sam replied with a big childlike smile on his face.
The night had gone well. Sam had gotten along with Dottie and had actually eaten something without being threatened.
Sam and Dottie were watching when Dean took the last player of the night for $50.00. He had won about $400.00 for the night, which was decent and would cover the rent.
Dottie refused to take the twenty dollars and told Dean to call her if he needed someone to watch Sam again. She had mentioned that she had a nephew with Down's Syndrome and she knew how important it was for primary care givers to get a break. Dean had thanked her and got her number. Dean had to smile himself, because it was probably the first time he had gotten a girls number for reasons other than a hunt or for sex.
Sam had fallen asleep on the way home and it took a bit of coaxing but Dean soon had him tucked into bed. Dean knew that he should be turning in himself but his mind didn't want to shut off. A thought was bothering him.
Valium had made his life with Sam so easy tonight. He wondered if that maybe it could be a way to make Sam happier with his new life. On Valium, Sam was eating and sleeping. This all made for a healthier Sam. Dean walked over to the laptop that was on top of the kitchen table, sitting down in front of it. He decided to do some research on the drug and see if it would be feasible to keep Sam on the drug. As Dean fired up the computer, he felt confident that he had found a perfect solution.
AN: I wanted to thank the anonymous reviews- Sairah, Cheryl and Sammysgirl, thanks for the kind words about my story. A big thanks to sendintheclowns- the Valium idea was inspired by her suggestions!