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Sam watched as his brother stood staring at him before looking at the IV in his hand and knew what was going on in that overwhelmed brain. Sighing he continued to wait, refusing to watch the confusion turn to horror any longer. It wasn't until they heard John's breathing alter once again that he knew it was either now or never and only then did he allow his gaze to fall upon Dean once again.
Knowing that he was being watched didn't bother Dean, it was the fact that the situation of what his brother was about to do finally struck home that made him wonder what the hell he was thinking. Taking a quick look at his dad, he knew what he needed to do, give him as much of a chance as he could, but what exactly that entailed he wasn't sure. He was just about to ask Sammy what to expect when his dad's breathing changed once again and he knew he couldn't miss this opportunity. Looking at his brother he nodded. "I understand… do it!"
Nodding, Sam rushed to the bedside and immediately started the IV before administering more medicine to open the bronchial airways, all the while praying they weren't already too late.
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As the day wore on it became obvious that John's health was fading fast and Dean was once again second guessing his decision of bringing his father there, but the alternative wasn't any prettier so he fought down his feelings of panic and sat vigil by the one person who had been a constant throughout his whole life.
Once again he watched as Sammy took more blood and sequestered himself in his lab as if he would find a cure just by sheer determination alone. He didn't know what his brother was expecting, but he could tell that whatever it was he was seeing wasn't meeting with the youngest Winchester's approval… and no matter what anybody else said, Sammy was still a Winchester. Making a decision he stood from his chair and ignored the curious looks from the others and walked out of the room, he needed to find out what had his brother tied up in knots.
Sam felt like he was permanently attached to his microscope and laptop at the moment but he wasn't about to leave them considering they were the only hope that his patient had at the moment. Once again he sighed and stretched his tight muscles thinking about the strange situation that he had found himself in, it wasn't everyday he was asked to save the very person who walked away from him years ago. To be fair though he knew that he hadn't actually been asked, but it was widely known that he would never turn down a hunter in need… no matter who it was.
Hearing the door open he knew instantly who it was and wasn't sure if he was ready to face Dean at the moment. One look at his brother's face and he could tell the sentiment was shared. Motioning to the microscope he moved so his brother could see what he was agonizing over and was only mildly surprised when Dean spoke.
"It's not working."
Shaking his head Sam moved towards his laptop and pressed the Enter button initiating the slide show of the past blood samples. "The virus was making pretty good headway on his blood cells as it was, but here's when I introduced the chemo… there was a slight lull in its progression but then about two hours ago it kicked back in with a vengeance."
"So basically we just gave it something else to feed on?" Dean asked, unsure that he was hearing correctly.
"Yeah, basically. Now it has something else to take over while its still munching away at…"
Dean laid a hand on Sammy's shoulder, he could tell his brother was getting more upset by the moment and that wasn't going to do anyone any good. "Look, you've been able to do more than anyone else whose dealt with this. We knew it was a long shot, now we know that there isn't anything that's going to work so I'll just take Dad and…"
"And what Dean… fulfill his last wish? Are you insane?" Sam exclaimed, not believing what he was hearing. "Look, stay here… if I can't come up with something else then at least we can make him as comfortable as possible. You're not alone Dean, please quit acting like you are."
Surprised, Dean was about to make one of his patented sarcastic comments when the sounds of a fight filtered through the door. Rushing out into the hallway they both were surprised to see John heading towards the backdoor.
"Dad?" Dean asked, not sure whether or not he believed what he was seeing. As his father turned to face him though he could tell that this wasn't his dad, it was that demonic persona that was fighting them tooth and nail to get what it wanted. It wasn't until the fact that his dad was getting closer registered in his brain that he understood that he was in major trouble.
"Don't worry Dean, this won't hurt… much." John said as he grinned cruelly, leaving no doubt about how much damage he really wanted to do. Just as he reached Dean however a puzzled look formed on his face as he looked around for the cause. "You!" he growled as he looked at Sam. "You have no idea what you are doing boy, let me go and I'll make sure you live."
Dean turned around and saw Sammy looking straight at their dad with intense concentration and he suddenly understood what was going on. "Sammy, you ok?" he asked, knowing that there was a huge difference between lifting towels with your mind and keeping a large grown man subdued in the same manner.
Sam barely glanced at Dean but nodded slightly as he forced his father back into the exam room and the chaos that was within. He waited for Dean to move some of the chairs out of the way and check on the other hunters before he allowed Dean to position their dad onto the bed and strap him back down all the while the older man's screaming was giving everyone conscious a headache. It took a heavier dose of the sedative Sam had been using, but finally the fighting stopped and he was able to relax his hold and check on the others quickly before succumbing to the headache that had been forming for so long. Vaguely he heard what sounded like his brother calling his name but he couldn't seem to pull himself out of the dark fog that was consuming him.
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Dean saw Sammy start to collapse and knew he would barely get there in time to keep his little brother's head from hitting the floor. He had no idea what to do since at the moment he was the only one conscious in the room and he had no idea how much damage his father had inflicted upon the others.
"Damn it Sammy, what's going on with you?" he asked as he stared down at his brother's face noting the rapid eye moment behind closed lids.
"Let's hope he's just having one hell of a vision and not completely crashing on us." Joshua groaned as he forced himself up on his elbow while taking a look around the room. "Damn, John can really do some damage."
Dean gave a humorless snort in agreement but didn't take his eyes off his little brother, something told him that there was more than what any of them had experienced before going on and he wanted to be close in case he was needed. "He checked on you guys before he passed out. I'm guessing you'll be fine."
Joshua nodded as he got up and checked Bobby first before removing the chair that was on top of him, then quickly moved to Jim who still hadn't stirred since he was tossed into oblivion by his long time friend.
"Damn it, don't tell me that idjit got the better of all of us… I'm not that old yet." Bobby groused as he gingerly sat up and took in his surroundings before setting his eyes on Sam. "How is he? Did John do that? How long's he been out? God tell me he didn't just pass out… anything but that."
"Calm down Bobby, if was the strain of everything I seriously doubt we'd have to question it, alright. So Dean, what did happen?" Joshua asked as he helped Jim in a chair and started to treat a cut on the clergyman's lip.
"I have no idea… one minute Dad's making a break for the door then started towards me like he was going to tear me apart, then… nothing. Sammy had him in a weird mind hold and we managed to get him back in here and strapped down so he could get knocked out again… then all of a sudden Sammy dropped like a stone." Dean said calmly even though everything in him was screaming 'THIS CAN'T BE HAPPENING.'
Nodding, the hunters seemed to understand what was going on and allowed Dean his time with his brother, there would be time for explanations later.
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Sam had no idea what was going on. He knew that he was still in his clinic with the people he considered family, but he also knew that what he was seeing wasn't where he was sure he was… in fact if he could describe what he was seeing it would be nothing… complete and absolute nothing.
Confused, he continued to look around what he could only describe as The Big Empty and was more curious than worried as to why he was there instead of with his family.
"Sam." The soft sound behind him startled him not because he didn't hear the person join him, but because of who it was.
"Jess?"
Smiling, Jess walked up to him and took his hand. "I've missed you, baby."
Stunned, Sam could only stare at her and whisper her name again before something occurred to him. "Why are you here? I thought…"
"I'm fine Sam; your Mother sent me to help you." Seeing his confusion she smiled sadly. "My sweet sweet Sam, you try so hard, but sometimes the best thing to do is to let go."
"What? No Jess… I can't, I have to…"
"Sam, listen to me… to beat this, you have to leave it alone."
Confused, he wasn't sure what to think, but sensing his time was limited he knew what to say. "I love you so much Jess. Please forgive me?"
"Sam, sweetie, you have done nothing to be forgiven for… you tried to save me, I know that, I saw that. Please Sam, it's time to let go."
Knowing that the subject had changed, he was about to argue with her when suddenly he was opening his eyes and looking into a pair of green eyes that matched his own… Dean.
"I think I know what we have to do."