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Chapter 9

Seriously?

"No, absolutely not, how could you even... no." Dean was stuttering, actually stuttering. Was Sam serious? He couldn't possibly be serious. When he had said in a deep serious voice, "Dean I was thinking about Adam," Dean had definitely not thought that Sam was going to suggest that.

"Dean just think about it, I mean --" Sam was trying, but he couldn't understand why his brother was being so difficult. Didn't he want to do everything to help Adam?

"No." Dean said quickly cutting of his brother before he got any further.

"Dean --"

"Sam, no! I won't have some animal peeing in my baby." Now Sam saw why Dean was being so stubborn. He was worried about the car, how Dean.

"But it could help Adam. I really think that it could. He's not going to want talk to us all the time so..."

"So what your solution is to get him a dog. You're crazy, absolutely mental. You would rather he talk to a dog than to us?" Dean just shook his head at Sam in disbelief. He couldn't believe they were actually arguing about getting Adam a dog.

"No, of course I want him to come to us, but it might help him to have something that is just his."

"I'm going to bed," Dean said quietly, rubbing a tired hand through his messy hair. He was tired, but truthfully he didn't want to admit that Sam might just be right.

Dean tiredly walked up the stairs that led to his room. He could barely bring himself to lift one leg up after the other. He didn't know why he was so exhausted. For a brief moment he contemplated sleeping by himself instead of going in with Adam, but as quickly as the idea was in his head it was out of it. He didn't want to leave Adam by himself. He couldn't no matter how tired he was because his brother came first.

He walked in quietly trying not to make a noise. When he entered the room he knew he had made the right decision. Adam was not making any sound, but he was tossing and turning and the sight almost broke Dean's heart. Could his baby brother not have one good night's sleep? Was that really too much to ask? When he climbed in next to Adam he immediately felt the boy relax into his embrace, causing his face to light up in a slight smile. Maybe tonight wouldn't be too bad after all.

For once, Dean woke up relaxed. It had seemed like forever since he had a good night's sleep. Adam had only woken up once during the night and it hadn't been a bad as it was usually. Maybe things were finally going to go right after so much hurt and pain. Maybe things were finally starting to look up for them.

"Adam, wake up buddy," Dean quietly said, pushing his brother just the tinniest bit. Adam didn't move however. "Adam?"

"Go away, Dean," was the only reply he got. Maybe he had spoken to soon.

"Adam, you have to get up," He shook his brother a little more forcefully this time. He was trying not to worry but after everything that had been happening to them, what else was he suppose to do?

"I don't wanna." Adam turned his head into his pillow letting out a great big sigh.

"Why not?" Dean questioned his panic buttons going into overdrive.

"Because I don't. Now leave me alone," Adam snapped. He was not going to give into his brothers, either one of them. Not this time. He was pissed at them and they would have to deal with it.

"Adam, stop acting like a child and tell me what's wrong." Dean knew his anger was beginning to boil over and he really didn't want this to turn into a screaming match. He was well and truly over fighting with Adam. Maybe a dog wasn't such a bad idea. Adam could yell at the dog instead of him.

"But I am a child, remember Dean? That's why you and Sam don't tell me anything about dad or demons and angels or about anything that happened to you guys before I met you. It's because I'm a child isn't it? That's what you always say," Adam yelled jumping out of bed. He was beyond furious. How dare they keep everything from him? He had a right to know about their dad. He was his dad too after all, and when exactly had they been planning to tell him that Sam had demon blood in him?

"Adam, that's not what we meant and you know it. We will tell you everything. We were just waiting until the time was right."

"Till the time was right? Dean, I have angel blood in me. Angel blood! Do you not understand that? I'm a freak!" He could feel the tears threatening to fall. That was what he was most worried about. He was a freak of nature and he was sure that now everyone was going to start acting differently around him. This would be the perfect opportunity for Dean and Sam to leave him behind, to just give him to Cas and say, "Here he's all yours." Why would they want to be around a freak?

As if Dean could read his brothers mind, he walked over to where Adam was standing and lifted up his baby brother's chin so that the kid had no option but to look at him.

"Now you listen to me Adam. You are not a freak, and I don't want to ever hear you say that again. Do you understand me?" He waited about two minutes until his brother nodded his head before he began to speak again. "Good because you have to get it through your thick skull that me and Sammy aren't going anywhere without you. You are stuck with us whether you like it or not. Besides, Sammy is as much of a "freak" as you are and you don't see us leaving him behind."

Adam pulled away from his brother's grasp wiping the tears away from his face in the process before taking his bag into the bathroom. Dean assumed he was getting changed, but he knew Adam needed a couple of minutes to himself.

"Come on I'm hungry," Dean grumbled when Adam got out of the bathroom, but Adam didn't move. "Adam?"

"I'm, I'm worried Dean. What if Sam and Bobby, what if they--"

"Adam, did we not have this conversation about five minutes ago? Nobody thinks you're a freak okay?"

When they entered the kitchen, Adam made a point to refuse to look anyone in the eye. He was scared of what he might see. He was trying to what Dean had said. He wanted so badly to believe his big brother's words and he was trying, but it was just hard. He didn't even grumble when Sam ran a hand through his already messy hair, and he simply said thank you when Bobby offered him some toast. It would take time he knew that, he just hoped it wouldn't take too much time.

Adam's mood didn't go unnoticed by either one of his brothers. Dean could have sworn he got through to him, and that was why, when Adam had sulked off to the lounge room, Dean turned to Sam shyly and said, "Maybe a dog wouldn't be too bad after all."

They had planned to give Adam the dog that Saturday; they had picked up the blue healer puppy when they went into town, but when Dean had woken up to find Adam shivering, yet running a fever and vomiting over the side of the bed, they had decided against it. This wasn't the withdrawal that was making Adam, and god did Dean hate it when his baby brothers got sick.

"De, I canb breve and bmy throat ibs all scratchy," Adam whined for about the hundredth time that day. If the kid wasn't so sick Dean would have throttled him. Instead, he merely shoved the icy pole in his brother's mouth and rolled his eyes.

"Dean, be nice." Dean felt his face light up as he heard Sam's voice form behind him. He didn't think he had ever been so happy to see Sam in all his life. Finally, he had a way out of this hell. Sure he loved his brother, but there was only so much he could take.

"Your turn," he whispered evilly as he walked past Sam. He would gladly take puppy duty over a sick Adam any day of the week.

"Sbmmy."

"Yeah Adam," Sam replied, gently sitting in the chair his brother had left unoccupied.

"Ibm bcold," Sam nodded his head and wrapped another blanket around Adam.

"Sbm."

"Yeah," Sam asked trying not to laugh. He didn't want to make Adam feel any worse than he already did.

"Ibm hot," Sam rolled his eyes. This was going to be a long day.

It turned out however that Dean couldn't stand being away from their baby brother for very long no matter how annoying he was. About thirty minutes after he had left, he came back up and he wasn't alone. Despite the icy pole in his mouth and the fact that he was feeling like shit, Adam couldn't stop the smile when he saw the puppy in his brother's arms.

"If he pees in my car, he's gone got it runt?"