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Project Eight

Chapter fourteen

Dean reached out and gently turned the man's face toward him. He could have passed for Sam's double but it wasn't him.

"Oh thank God." He said as he breathed a sigh of relief. "It's not my brother." He was happy for himself but also sad for whose ever brother or son it was. But it also meant that Sam was still somewhere out there, dead or alive he had no way of knowing.

The officer placed his hand on Dean's shoulder and gave it a gentle squeeze.

"Don't worry we'll find your brother. He's probably hold up somewhere and is worrying about you as much as you're worrying about him."

"Probably." Dean gave the officer a small smile hoping what he said was true. Sam had disappeared before and came back, so maybe he was already visible and was wondering where he was.

"Well by tomorrow morning the curfew should be off and you can hopefully meet up with your brother. But for now let's get you back to your room."

Dean's room

The officer removed Dean's handcuffs after he promised he would stay in the hospital at least till morning. There was no reason not to because he had no idea where to look for Sam. A horrible loneliness came over him at the thought that he might never see his brother again. What if Sam was out there completely gone like the professor and the students? Gone, but still being able to see everything going on around him but not being able to communicate. The thought made him sick.

"Sammy? Sammy if you're here…I just want you to know I'm going to find that antidote and maybe there's someway you can take it. If you're here…I need you to just stay with me."

Dean blinked back tears. He'd give anything to have his brother sitting here beside him.

Later

Dean fell into a restless sleep and suddenly woke up three hours later. He quickly sat up. It was light out and there was nothing now to keep him from looking for Sam. He started to get out of bed.

"What's the hurry?" A voice came from the corner of the room.

It couldn't be Dean thought. He looked toward the voice and saw Sam sitting on a chair in the corner.

"Sammy!" Dean jumped out of bed and went to his brother side. Sam was filthy and covered in bruises and cuts but he was alive. "Oh God Sammy it's good to see you."

"It's good to see you too." Sam smiled.

"What the hell happened? I saw the blood but I couldn't find you."

"I can't remember much….I remember getting blown down the alley and the next thing I knew I woke up and you were gone and I was invisible. I looked all over for you then decided to check the hospital and I finally found you…. About an hour or so ago I suddenly just reappeared."

"Did anyone see you?"

"No. The nurse was in here about two hours ago checking on you but I was still invisible."

Dean sat down on a chair next to his brother.

"You scared me half to death. I didn't know if you were alive or dead or how to even find you." He looked at his brother. "Sam while you were invisible did you see the professor or the students?"

"No." He said sadly. "I hoped maybe I would but…" He shook his head. "…I didn't. I think they just…dissipated into nothing."

Dean looked at his brother but tried to hide his worry, he knew the same thing could happen to him.

"We got to find that antidote Sam…We got to get it in you."

"Well first I got to get cleaned up." Sam stood up but then swayed a little and quickly sat back down.

"Sammy…what's wrong?"

TBC