An: sorry for the wait, I had a few problems. And then went on a road trip with my four kids and husband. We went to three states and back home... I was so tired by the time we got home, but it was worth it. I hope you enjoy.
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Chapter 10 Tell him
Sam felt himself becoming jet lagged, but waited a hour more for Bobby and his father to return...but then decided to go to bed himself. When he went into the room he watched as his sleeping brother shivering, despite the mountain of covers over him. He didn't miss the pain filled moans, that Dean had no control over when he slept. He began to add this up, but quickly decided to write it off. Because he knew that Dean would tell him if it was anything serious.
Dean woke up the next morning with a squeezing pain in his chest, the kind of pain that made it hard to think or see straight. He consider yelling out for Bobby or his father. Until he seen the only thing that could stop him from showing any kind of weakness...his baby brother sound asleep in the bed next to his. So instead he let out a string of curses, that would make the dirtiest mouthed sailor blush, as he used the table to lever himself out of bed.
"He's going to figure this out, Dean!" Is the sound that met him, when he finally made it downstairs where his meds still lay.
"I know, Bobby!" Dean said in a growl as he propped himself up at the table.
"And he is going to be pissed when he does!" Bobby added as he took some bacon out of the frying pan.
"Pissed and leaving would be even better." Dean said as he looked Bobby in the eyes.
"Better than what, ya idjit! Better than sticking it out with the big brother, that he loves?" Bobby asked with a growl at Dean this time.
"Yes! Because if he stays here and watches me d...die, then he will take off from school and screw up his scholarship, Bobby! And I can't let that happen!" Dean said trying to get Bobby to understand his point of view.
"Have you even been listening to yourself? His scholarship...his future! Seems to me it should be his decision." Bobby said in a calmer but still stern voice, as he sat a plate in front of Dean.
"What should be, whose decision?" Sam asked as he came into the kitchen stretching.
"Yeah fill us in Dean?" John urged as he made his way to the table behind Sam.
"M-Maybe we should just...eat breakfast!" Dean answered as blinked heavily to try and get rid of the fuzziness that now held his vision.
"Are you okay?" Sam asked his brother as he put his hand on Dean's shoulder, in concern.
"I'm fine!" Dean growled again, as he shrugged off Sam's hand.
"That's enough, Dean...if you can't tell him I will!" John said sorrowfully.
TBC
I thought that these chapters were longer, but guess I was wrong. I hope you enjoyed it tho. Don't forget to let me know what you think.