Oh where, Oh where has your big brother gone?

Disclaimer: as per the first chapter, nothing changes much anyway!


CHAPTER 28

Dean hated grovelling at the best of times but especially when it came to Decebal, but he had to swallow his pride for now, he had to keep the line of communications open with Sam as long as he could.

He stared up at the demon with a thoughtful look on his face, 'I promise to behave if you let me keep watching Dad and Sam, as long as I know that they are okay ... it makes it easier.'

'Makes what easier Dean?' Decebal asked suspicion heavy in his voice.

'Makes it easier staying here with you.' Dean said floundering for the right words so he wouldn't upset his captor again.

'What would you do to keep the privilege?' Decebal said after considering what Dean had just said for a few minutes.

'I don't know what you're talking about.' Dean muttered his heart starting to thump as his panic grew; he had just backed himself into a very tight corner.

'You can have your precious time with the screens, talking or whatever else you do, but I want something from you first.'

'What?'

'Your word, I know you Dean Winchester you are an honourable man. You are a trained soldier, a warrior who lives by the code and will die by the code. So when I ask you to give your word I know you will give it and keep it.'

'Deci dude you're rambling, just get to your point.'

'I want your word that if I allow you unrestricted access to the cameras and monitors while they are in the hospital and afterwards you will do what I want.'

'Which is?'

'I will allow you a phone call to your father, not Sam, you are to tell him that you have decided to stay here with me indefinitely, that you are happy here with me and for him and Sam to go on without you.'

'Dad will never believe that; Sam will never believe that.' Dean said paling at the thought of staying forever with the lunatic demon.

'They will if you are convincing enough Dean, after all we have spent so much time together lately ... we have become rather fond of each other.'

'Dude now that is plain gross.' Dean exclaimed, 'that is something Dad will never ever believe.'

'Do not cross me Dean, I do not ask for much.'

'But what you want I'm so not willing to give.'

'Think about it Dean I can offer you the world on a silver platter.'

'Great a freaking life and leave me alone.' Dean yelled as the realisation finally sunk in, 'I would rather die first.'

'Don't tempt me.' Decebal hissed with a wave of his hand Dean flew back against the wall, the wind knocked out of him. Invisible hands held him tightly against the wall immobilising him completely, then with another flick of a wrist, Dean's clothes ripped away from his body, and fell in shreds at his feet.

'Let me down and fight fair.' Dean ground out through his gritted teeth.

'Now where would be the fun in that?' Decebal laughed enjoying the look of sheer discomfort and fury on Dean's face. 'You do have a magnificent body Dean ... do you know that.'

'Great just my luck I get a gay demon.' Dean sighed dramatically, 'sorry no offence intended, but I am sure that there are lots of other demons and people who would jump at the chance to ... do whatever ... with you. But me? Sorry I like the ladies, and only the ladies.'

'Dean, Dean, Dean what am I to do with you.' Decebal sighed shaking his head he moved closer to the young hunter until he stood within inches from him. Then he ran a sharp fingernail down his chest and stomach scratching a thin ribbon of blood as he moved downwards. Smiling evilly, he let Dean drop slightly until he was level face-to-face with him and then he cupped his hand around Dean's cheek caressing it gently.

'I could make life so good for you.' He whispered his hot acrid breath spread across Dean's face, choking him. 'You would want for nothing, I can conjure up anything your heart desires, wealth, property whatever you want.'

'As long as I stay as your puppet.' Dean snarled, 'I would rather die.'

'I can arrange that, a shame but what is a demon to do ... hmm let me think oh yes I do know of another young man. He is tall a little on the thin side for my taste; however, I can rectify that also. He does have untapped psychic ability that would be of great use to me ...'

'You leave Sam alone.'

'Why? You're going to be dead, why would you worry.'

'Decebal I am warning you ... leave Sam alone, you have done enough to him ... you are never going to lay another finger on him ever!'

'So what do you give me in return Dean?' Decebal asked smiling as his intent became clearer to Dean, 'I will allow you access to the monitors, I will not ... touch ... Sam if you agree to my terms.'

'You think that you have me signed sealed and delivered don't you.'

'I will give you time to think about my proposal, although you are to remain naked at all times. Why? Well aside from the view which is wonderful by the way, it makes you uncomfortable and I am rather cross with you so consider it your punishment.'

'That's it?'

'Why? What else is there?'

'Dunno ... I ... dunno.' Dean shook his head, this was not what he imagined would happen.

'Very well then, I will leave you alone with the monitors and your thoughts and will return in an hour with a phone, to get your answer I mean.'

'I am going to kill you Decebal; I promise you that I will kill you.'

'Of that I have no doubt.' Decebal said softly, 'no doubt at all.'

Dean felt the invisible force dissipate as soon as the Master demon left the room and he dropped to the floor in a heap. Slowly he stood and wrapped his arms around his painfully thin frame.

He sat down on the chair for a few minutes running Decebal's ultimatum through his mind, he knew he couldn't stay with the demon and do what he wanted but there was no way he could allow Decebal to use Sam in the same way or worse.'

Absently he flicked the switch on to listen to Sam and their father when he saw the doctor come in, holding his breath Dean watched Sam carefully as he listened to the doctor's prognosis.

'Sam, John I am glad to see the two of you here.' The doctor said his voice heavy with exhaustion, 'so Sam you ready to see how your eyes are going?'

'No, but we'll do it anyway.' Sam said turning his head in the direction of the doctor's voice. 'Dad?'

'I'm here son.'

'I wish Dean was here.'

'So do I.' John echoed his son's request.

I am Sammy. Dean thought not game to speak and ruin the tentative advantage he held.

The doctor undid the clip holding the bandage and with painstaking thoroughness unwound the bandage until just the gauze pads covered Sam's eyes.

Turning off the lights he stood for a moment before he spoke to his patient, 'okay Sam I am going to remove the padding, keep you eyes closed for a few minutes and when you're ready open them, I have turned the lights off so you won't have to worry about bright lights affecting them.'

'Okay Doc I'm ready.' Sam said bracing himself for the worst news.

Dean held his breath as he watched the doctor remove one pad and then the other before stepping back slightly. Sam shook slightly as he gradually opened his eyes and waited for things to come back into focus.

'How is it Sam?' the doctor said pulling out his small flashlight to check the surgical work.

'I can see ah shapes ... you and – and Dad but everything's so blurry.' Sam muttered his hand automatically lifting to rub his eyes.

'No, no you don't Sam I want to have a look first.' The doctor said pushing Sam's hand down again. He flickered the light into Sam's eyes checking their reactions and functioning. 'This is looking very good Sam, very good indeed.'

'They hurt.' Sam said softly.

'They will for a while until all of the swelling and scarring settles but then you will be a lot better. But for now, I am very pleased with the progress you have made.'

'I can go home soon?'

Dean let out his breath in a whoosh when he heard Sam ask that, he never thought of what would happen once they left the hospital. He would lose all contact with his brother then.

'We'll see in a few days, Sam for now I want you to rest those eyes as much as possible, no reading or television just yet.' The doctor smothered his laughter at the distraught look on Sam's face, 'it won't be for long.'

'Yeah right.'

'You may also need to wear prescription glasses for a while until your eyes return to normal the less strain on them the better.'

'Oh man I can just hear Dean's teasing now.' Sam sighed sadly, 'thanks Doc.'

'Okay that's enough for today, but now just the light pads and tomorrow if things are still improving we'll take them off for good.'

Sam sat still and let the nurse place some drops in his eyes and then tape the lighter gauze pads over his eyes once again. 'You're looking tired Sam.' She said patting his arm sympathetically.

'Yeah I am I guess.'

'Well son I am gonna go and get a shower and shave, you be right while I'm gone?' John asked gently squeezing his son's shoulder.

'Yeah Dad, I think I might catch some sleep, Nurse?'

'Yes Sam?'

'I ah could I get something for a headache?'

'You got a bad one?'

'No not really, just aching that's all.'

'I will be right back with something for you.' She said patting his arm, 'John do you need anything?'

'No, thanks Gloria I'm fine.'

Sam tilted his head to one side and listened to his Dad and the nurse Gloria talking, the softer way John spoke and the familiarity between them made Sam smile slightly. It was good to hear his Dad happy for a change.

Dean waited until Sam was alone before clicking on the switch, 'hey Sammy.'

'Dean?' Sam's voice sounded slightly slurred as the medication started to kick in.

'So geek boy has to get glasses.' Dean teased his voice tinged with sadness.

'You saw it all?'

'Yeah I did, I'm glad it worked for you Sam, I was so worried for you.'

'What's wrong Dean?'

'Nothing ... why?'

'Yes there is I can hear it in your voice. You know since I lost my sight my hearing and perception is a lot clearer.'

'Yeah well I'm fine.'

'Yeah right and I have twenty-twenty vision.'

'Sam.'

'Dean talk to me.'

'I can't ... he's coming.' Dean said his voice faltering, 'Sammy remember I love you bro, you and Dad.'

'Dean what's wrong?'

'I have to go.' Dean cut the connection before Sam could quiz him anymore.

'So Dean ... do I have an answer?' Decebal appeared in the doorway waggling a mobile phone in front of Dean.

TBC