Dean's eyes were wild, frightened as they searched Sammy's face. "What was the dream about Dean?"
"Demon, inside of me. The demon is inside." Dean said shakily. His whole body trembled with fear. Sam put a hand on his shoulder trying to steady him, but instead of the touch being comforting it made his brother recoil into himself.
"How can that be Dean? We've done everything. We've made you chug holy water, you've been wearing holy items, I even exorcised you. You aren't possessed, there is no way." Sam said trying to convince himself as much as he was trying to convince his brother.
"Not possessed. Marked. I'm a door way. I'm their tool."
"What do you think that Demons can just move through you into this world? Like a devil's gate?" Dean shook his head no.
"They can talk through me Sam. Make me say things that aren't me. They want you. They want you to become what you aren't."
"Dean, this isn't true. It was just a dream." Dean grabbed Sam's shirt and brought him inches from his face.
"Yes. Sam. It is real. I can feel it. It wasn't a dream. The doorway is the darkness. They want me to follow their orders. I won't. I'll kill myself first."
"Dean. Quit talking like that."
"Do something Sammy."
"I don't know what to do for you Dean."
"Get in my head. Get them out. Or kill me trying."
"I can't Dean!"
"Ruby said there--"
"NO! I will not give into my powers. I will not end up like the others."
"Even if it will save me?" Sam's eyes widened. That was when Sam knew Dean was right. Dean would never risk Sam's life for his own. That just wasn't Dean. Dean seemed to realize it at the same time Sam did and he scooted away from Sam. He ran to the corner of his room and huddled in a corner.
"GET AWAY FROM ME!" He screamed.
"Dean." Sam went to his brother, knelt in front of him, Dean lashed out and knocked Sam over.
"Get away from me!" he demanded and curled himself into a ball. "I want this out of me. I want it out!" Dean yelled as he rocked back and forth. "Sammy do something!" Dean screamed. Stunned Sam couldn't move.
