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I love you all so much I decided to update. I have a new fic now as well so take a look at that if it fancies you, You're My Brother, and I'd Die for you. I love all who are reading this.

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Disclaimer: New years resolution-I will not steal Sam and Dean from Kripke... pshh. See how long that one lasts.

PS. Please forgive my laziness. And go see Juno.

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"I have a... situation... I need help..." He looked at Jenny and Sam. "Please come Bobby."

"What happened?"

"Just please come... I need help... bring the car if you're close."

"We'll be there with the car Dean."

"Thanks Bobby..."

"No problem Dean." He had no idea.

Dean hung up the phone. Jenny was out of it again and so was Sam. Dean started to choke. He looked at his watch and timed it. He had two minutes to panic, self loath, pity himself, cry, whatever... Then he had to be a Winchester.

NOWHEREITGOES

Dean didn't get two minutes before he heard the sound of his baby and Bobby's truck. 'Thank God they're here at least.'

The rain had only started to come down harder making it all the more miserable.

"DEAN!" Joshua called out first. Dean forgot there was no way of seeing them. He wiped his arm across his face before standing and waving.

"Over here. A little help guys!"

Everyone came rushing over to where they were. They saw Jenny passed out with Dean next to her. Bobby, Ellen, and Joshua came rushing to him.

"Who is she?" Ellen had a look of concern. Jenny looked like crap.

"Her name's Jenny. Hard to explain, just get her someplace safe for now."

"Right." Joshua lifted her while Bobby went to the truck to help.

Dean started to stare off into space. This isn't happening, it could be. He felt Ellen grab his shoulder.

"Dean. Dean?"

Dean jumped and looked up at her.

"Dean. Where's Sa–"

"Mom!" Jo had been scouting the place out...

Ellen's head shot up along with Dean's. "Jo!? What is–"

"SAM!" Dean jumped up and ran towards his brother. He saw Jo on her knees next to him. She held Sam's head and was speaking softly while stoking his hair.

"Shh... Sam, it's ok. It's Jo." Sam's eyes still darted around. Jo took his face and made eye contact with a tear in her eye. She couldn't fix this. "Sam. Sam. Look at me. It's ok." Sam froze.

Dean ran up and Ellen approached slowly holding back a gasp. Dean slid next to them.

"God Sammy... We're gonna get you out of here alright?"

Dean triggered Sam to panic again. "P-ple-ase Dean. N-n-n-no... S-stop... I... s-s-sorry... please..." Sam continued like this until Dean backed away. Jo held Sam still again trying to calm him.

"What did they do to you Sam?... God almighty..." Jo looked up, "I could use some help!"

Ellen went to Sam and started to look him over. "We're gonna have to carry him and get him out of here fast." She looked up at Dean. "Dean. Go get Bobby and bring your car closer with blankets."

Dean stood still. "I'm not gonna leave him like this..."

"Look at him Dean. Sam needs help and what ever you did when you came up to him set him off. If you want to help GO!"

It was true. Dean was setting off something inside of Sam and it was killing him not to be with his brother. But he could run faster and get the car around if nothing else.

Bobby pulled up with Dean in front. They both jumped out with the car still running. Ellen held up her hand for Dean to stay back.

"Christ..."

"Yeah, I know." Jo looked up. "You can all be shocked later but let's move him now!"

Dean tossed over the blankets and watched them load Sam in the back with Jo. Sam cried out in pain at almost every movement until he was finally laying still in the car. He looked fine, but then something triggered Sam to go into a panic mode again and he started rambling off nonsense that no one could really make out.

"Dean... I know you won't like this, but I think it's best if..." Ellen trailed off.

"You want me to go with Joshua in the truck!"

"Look Dean. Joshua needs help too with this. Go with him and we'll meet you back at the hotel."

"Ellen!" Bobby was yelling from the car. "We need some help here! We've gotta get a move on now before Sam gets any worse!"

Ellen looked back and then at Dean.

"Ellen I won't–" Dean was about to say no when something caught his eye in the field. He paused before putting up his hand and remembering how much time mattered now. "Fine! You better get there before I do!" Dean ran off to the truck leaving everyone else behind.

SAMSPOVWHILETHISISHAPPENING

Sam was alone. He stared up at the sky in pain. He couldn't move, but he was alone. The demons were gone. Dean was nowhere in sight.

He relaxed for a moment until he heard a car pull up. It sounded vaguely familiar to him in the back of his mind but he started to fear the worst. They were back and they were just going to take him back to the basement. Back to Dean...

The car doors slammed and he could hear people rushing around and talking. No one came up to him though and he started to relax again.

A few minutes later he heard footsteps. They were far off at first, but then he heard someone running towards him.

'They found me... Oh God they found me... please God, no...'

The footsteps slowed near his head and a figured bent down. Sam's vision was hazy after the drug still. She reached towards him and he cringed not wanting to be touched. The figure withdrew her hand quickly to his relief and she started to speak to him softly. Sam only caught a few words. "Here now... Safe... Alright..." For some reason he believed her. For the first time in God knows when someone wasn't out to get him.

Sam let her hold his head and stroke his hair. She was still talking to him and comforting him. She yelled off into the distance for someone and for a moment Sam thought he recognized her voice. He was still scared, but not panicking anymore when the woman made him look into her eyes. She was crying a little. "...It's me..." Sam thought for a moment but before he could get a grasp on who she called out again.

There were more people coming. Suddenly Sam's vision cleared and he saw Dean again. This was bad. This couldn't be happening, he was supposed to be free.

"P-ple-ase Dean. N-n-n-no... S-stop... I... s-s-sorry... please..." Sam didn't care that he was begging and sobbing. Just anything to make it stop.

Dean finally backed away but his anxiety didn't stop until he finally registered the comforting words and the hands gently holding him and reassuring him. There was commotion going around all around him.

More yelling and car engines running. Sam's head was on fire and he still hurt all over. He could barely process anything anymore.

Sam felt himself being covered in something warm and dry. Slight improvement, but not for long. He was being moved a moment later and every jostle, every time someone touched one of his wounds he cried out involuntarily which only made his throat fell like it was being put through a shredder. They finally stopped and he was in warm place and he could hear it rain from the outside.

He opened his eyes and looked at his new surroundings and it was too much. First, it was a small space which was bad enough, but then he knew this place... Dean's car. 'Oh God.'

This was possibly one of the last places on earth he wanted to be. More words spewed out of his mouth and he heard the voice trying to comfort him again, but nothing would work this time. He just went on like this until he was left breathing heavily and staring ahead as something inside just decided to check out.

DEANPOV

The last thing Dean saw as he ran off was Sam in the backseat in another panic attack. It only spurred him to run to the truck faster. Joshua was there waiting.

"Dean! What's going on?"

"We need to go. Now." Dean ran around to the driver's side only pausing when he caught a glimpse of the truck bed. There was a form wrapped in bloody blankets... The flashback almost made Dean lose it. He quickly pushed it to the back of his head and put the truck into gear. The tires spun kicking up mud before he tore out of there.

Instead of heading for the road he went towards the field. The impala was gone already.

"What the hell Dean?! Why are we driving in a freaking field?!"

Dean didn't answer. He just braked suddenly and ran out of the car. "DEAN!"

There it was. The son of a bitch that did this to Sam. Dean kicked the dead shifter's form with everything he had before dragging it to the bed of the truck. He was gonna salt and burn this one the first chance he had.

Dean got back in the truck without a word.

"What was that Dean? Care to explain anything?"

Dean was upset and didn't feel like talking about anything. Definitely caring and sharing. And most definitely to Joshua of all people.

"I don't have to explain shit to you Joshua so shut the hell up right now!" Dean just vented all his anger in that one statement as he sped towards the highway.

"Dean, you gotta let me in on this!"

"I SAID SHUT THE HELL UP!"

No one said a word until they arrived at the house.

There was another car already there.

Dean wasn't going to send Jenny in until he knew it was safe. He loaded up on holy water and salt before leaving Joshua with Jenny in the truck.

"This is the place, I'm gonna check it out. You stay with Jenny and if anything happens look up a psychic, her name is Missouri. Don't leave the truck until I get back."

Dean didn't wait for a response before entering the house.

There were children crying, adults panicking in the other room. Either good or bad, Dean didn't know. He followed the sound of the children and found a small bathroom door locked.

"Hey, it's ok. I'm here to help." Dean had a soft spot for kids now. "It's ok to open the door."

A few seconds passed before it creaked open a little and Dean saw a small pair of eyes peer out. The door suddenly flew open almost hitting him in the face.

"Dean!" A little girl ran out sobbing into his arms. Dean saw a younger boy curled up into a ball in the corner shaking and sobbing in fear.

"Hold on, it's ok. I've got you now." Dean picked up the girl and set him down next to the boy.

Dean pulled out the holy water. "Listen. I know something really bad has just happened and I need both of you to touch this." He tested the holy water on them both and no reaction. Except from the girl still sobbing hysterically.

"...I-I-I'm so sorry... I-i-t made me do things... it made me..." She was choking and sobbing now in his arms. "...Ple-ase don't be mad at me..."

She was breaking Dean's heart. "Hey, shh. It's alright. Everything is going to be fine now Sari." Dean heard the front door open and close. "Alright, I need you and your brother to lock the door and stay in here until I come back for you. Ok?"

Sari just nodded and clung to her brother.

"Ok." The door closed and Dean drew a line of salt across for good measure.

He was half way down the stairs when he heard a voice.

"Dean Winchester you should be helping with Sam right now."

"Missouri?" Dean actually ran down and hugged her. Some sort of stability finally. "Thank God you're here..."

"...God didn't have much to do with this one. A possessed little girl called and asked if I wanted to play... The nerve of these things."

"Tell me about it..."

"The kids alright upstairs?"

"Yeah, locked in the bathroom with a line of salt. They're safe."

"Did you check in the other room yet?"

"No, went straight to the kids. You think they're..."

"Possessed? Not anymore. They're terrified and confused out of their minds though."

"I've go Jenny in the–"

"I know. It's ok to bring her in. Go get Joshua too."

"How do you know–"

"Joshua? You were thinkin' about him and you sure as hell are pissed at him..."

"Right." Dean ran out the door.

Joshua jumped out of the truck. "Everything ok, what's going on Dean?" He met Dean half way with a sawed-off in his hands.

"No, everything's not ok. Demons are gone, but there's a whole house of people that are going to need serious therapy." Dean looked to the truck. "I'm going to get Jenny, you go inside. Find Missouri and she'll tell you what to do."

"Alright." Joshua rushed back in the house.

Dean went to the truck. "Jenny." He shook her lightly and she startled awake. "Hey, it's ok. We just brought you back home."

"Oh God... Dean!"

"It's ok Jenny." He helped her out of the truck.

"What the hell is going on?"

"Just trust me. Missouri's here and she's going to help." They walked in to find everyone sitting in the living room and staring at Missouri for some kind of answers.

"Just sit down Jenny and relax." She looked up to Dean. "Dean, go get those poor kids and bring em' down. Joshua's scouting around the house."

Dean went up and found Sari and Richie still sobbing and holding on to each other. He felt so bad for these kids. As if they didn't have enough supernatural to deal with before this. They didn't notice the door open so Dean knocked on the side of it and knelt down.

"Hey... everything's going to be alright. I promise."

They stood up and Sari again rushed into Dean and almost knocked him backwards. She was sobbing hard. Richie was shy though and stood back further. He didn't really remember Dean and he was so confused and scared.

"Richie. Come here, I'm gonna take you two downstairs."

They shot worried glances at each other and Dean spoke before they could.

"Last time I came there was a nice lady with me. Now her name is Missouri, she's downstairs and wants to help."

"Missouri's here?" Sari started to calm down a little.

"Yeah."

"Is she ok? Did they...?"

"No, she's fine. I just talked to her."

Sari held out her and still crying and sniffed. "Richie, come on. Missouri's here do you want to go see her?" She looked at Dean. "Mommy has her come over and watch us sometimes or we go to her house."

"...Souri?" Richie couldn't quite say her name yet.

"Yeah Richie, let's go."

Dean picked both of them up and carried them down the stairs into the living room where everyone else was.

"My babies!" Jenny was up and took Sari and Richie from Dean. "Thank God you're ok."

Dean turned around and Joshua was there waiting for him.

"Dean... I went down into the basement. It's pretty bad."

Dean headed towards the door and Joshua stuck his hand out.

"Dean. I'm not sure you want to go down there..."

"I have to Joshua. I need to see."

They both went down the stairs slowly, the light switch was at the bottom. The smell of blood and sulfur was so heavy it made both men gag.

"Are you sure Dean?"

He gulped. By the smell alone and seeing Sam's condition he knew it would be bad. "...yeah..."

The lights flipped on and there was the scene in front of him. Where Sam's screams had been coming from. Where they'd kept him and done God knows what.

There was a blood stained mattress. Syringes and needles scattered all over. Household object that Dean was sure were used for... other purposes. And a chair with rope at the bottom of it. There was blood everywhere. Where there wasn't blood, there was sulfur.

"...Jesus Christ..." Dean's eyes scanned the place and he stood there frozen.

"Dean?"

"...I'm going to go check back upstairs. Grab some of the syringes and whatever else you might think is important."

"Alright." He gave Dean a pat on the back as he headed up. This was going to be a long road back for everyone.

AFEWHOURSLATER

"Are they going to be ok?"

"Yes. I'll stay here with them for a couple weeks and then start checking in during the day. They'll make it."

"Good." Dean shot a glance at Sari and Richie playing in the corner with Jenny.

"You two need to get on the road. Sam's gonna need a lot more help than just what Ellen, Bobby, and Jo can give him."

Joshua went out to the truck and started it while Dean stayed for a moment on the porch.

"Missouri. Thanks for taking care of this one I mean..."

"Yes, I know. Now scoot Dean." He turned but caught one last thing. "Oh and Dean, I'm sorry..."

"What?"

"DEAN!" Joshua yelled from the truck. "GET IN OR I'LL LEAVE YOUR ASS BEHIND!"

"Alright! I'm coming." Dean ran towards the truck and again saw the now two blood soaked bundles in the truck bed before he jumped in and they sped off.

THEIMPALA

They'd been in the car for a few hours and Sam was still checked out and staring off into space. Jo was still whispering words of comfort that had long ago started to get old and sound like non-sense.

"Bobby turn the car around." Ellen looked over.

"What? Why?"

"Because Bobby. Look at him. We can't just take him into a hotel. We need to keep this under wraps."

"Hospital?"

"Believe me, if I had my way he'd have been there a long time ago. No, it'll get the boys in caught and in even more trouble than they are now."

"Where to then?"

"Well I was thinking we'd stay at your place. It's out of the way enough that the boys can hide out and it'll be a good place to recover."

The impala made a 180 and went towards Nebraska.

"I still don't know how we're gonna fix all this..."

"Ellen, if there's one thing that we're good at it's breaking and entering. We'll go on some errands and... borrow... what we need from the hospital."

"I'll call Dean and tell him where we're going. Hopefully he hasn't murdered Joshua yet."

Ellen dialed Deans number. Instant agreement on going to Bobby's instead. It was now just a race to see who got there first.

AN: I'm sorry for all the Sam girls that this was less centered around Sam, but the plot bunny was attacking me in my sleep and I had to get this bit cleared up.

I is evil, sorry for the delay. Something's better than nothing right? I can't promise when the next ch. will be up. Suggestions of torture are still being taken and appreciated. Tell me what you want and you could possibly see it.

IMPORTANT: I may be writing a few more chapters and going into a sequel for Sam's recovery. It's in your hands, the reviewers!

Anyhow, please tell me what you think, I would greatly appreciate anything.

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