Chapter 54
"He seems better, Dean." John spoke up, looking over at Dean as they sat across from each other in the living room of the medical suite.
"Yeah dad, he does. He however doesn't remember telling us anything of Tweedledum and Tweedledee." Dean answered while drinking the scolding hot coffee his father brought with him.
"Are you going to set him straight or wait until he brings it up again?"
"I want to know who this pair of characters is so I'm going to ask him when he wakes up from his nap." Dean already made up his mind when he realized the first time that Sam didn't remember what he told them before.
"Dad," Dean looked at his father and hesitated for a moment.
"Yes son." John could see that Dean wanted to say something to him that was bothering him.
"Dad…, I'm sorry for the way I acted when you told us about the stuff of Sam. I was out of line." Dean bowed his head showing remorse as well as respect for his father.
John reached over and placed his hand on Dean's shoulder. "Dean, there is nothing to be sorry for. I understand where you are coming from. It is difficult for me to get to terms as well. I can't see how we might have to place Sam's safety and wellbeing in the hands of another person without even having a say in the whole business."
"Dad, I've been thinking." Dean started and grinned when his father interrupted him.
"That's never a good thing."
"Dad!" Dean sounded offended but continued with what he wanted to say. "How do we know that Sam is indeed this oracle that the prophecy talks about?"
John sighed and says "Dean, I asked myself that question as well but the fact that there are demons after your brother and with the information we got from Ruby, I would say that we are screwed on that aspect."
"But how do they know?" Dean was adamant about this.
Before John could answer his son they heard Sam groaning in the next room. "Your brother is starting to wake up."
Dean didn't need to be told twice; he immediately got up and went over to the connecting door, and entered it. He was seated only for a few minutes when he saw that Sam was starting to wake up.
He covered Sam's hand with his, speaking softly to his brother. "Hey Sammy, are you waking up sleepy head?"
Sam scrunched up his forehead and opened his eyes. "Deanie?"
"Hey baby brother I'm here, how're you feeling?" Dean brushed the long locks of hair from Sam's eyes.
"Deanie, where am I?" Sam looked around before his eyes came to rest on Dean again.
"Sammy you're in hospital remember? I told you what happened, can you recall that?" Dean kept his voice calm while still brushing his fingers lightly over Sam's brow.
Sam looked around again and nodded his head slowly. "I remember." He tried to keep calm but he could feel the presence of Tweedledum and Tweedledee in the vicinity. They were not trying to get into his head, it was if something was blocking them, but they were close nearby.
"Dean?" Sam tried to get up from the bed in one motion and groaned in frustration when Dean pushed him back onto the bed with ease.
"Calm down Sammy, where are you trying to run off to?" Dean kept his hands on Sam's shoulder not wanting his brother to get up from the bed.
"I need to get out of here Dean, they are here. I need to get away, Dean. I don't want them to hurt you Dean." Sam tried pushing Dean away but without any success. He knew he was not making sense but he had to make sure his brother is not hurt.
"Sam, calm down, you are not making any sense. Who is here baby brother?"
"Dean, please you need to let me get up, they will hurt you if I stay here, please Dean, let me go." Sam was pleading, unaware of the tears that were running down his cheeks.
Dean pressed the call button trying to calm Sam down. "Sammy listen to me okay little brother. No one will hurt me. I'm safe and you are also safe, no one can get to you here."
"No Dean. They are here, they want to hurt you because you are with me, please Dean let me go, I don't want Tweedledum and Tweedledee to hurt you." Sam was sobbing out loud; he could not understand why his brother didn't want to let him go. He had to get away, he could hear them talking on how to kill Dean. He was getting anxious, he had to get out of here and go to them before they kill Dean.
"Dad, Shane, David!" Dean shouted out as he tried to calm his baby brother down. He had to hold on to him as Sam tried getting out of bed. Dean wanted to shout out again when Shane burst into Sam's room.
Shane immediately walked over to the medicine cabinet and drew a strong sedative into a syringe. He was glad that they didn't remove the IV port from Sam's neck yet.
David was already at the bed, helping Dean to pin Sam to the bed. "Sam, please you need to calm down. You're going to hurt yourself, stop struggling." Nothing seemed to work and David was glad to see Shane heading over with the syringe.
Dean looked up when Shane came to a stop next to him, sighing, Dean used one of his hands to turn Sam's head, making it easy for Shane to get access to the port. Even when Sam pleaded with him to let him go, he shut Sam's words out and kept Sam's head still for Shane to inject the sedative into Sam through the port. He only released his hold on Sam when he felt his brother going limp underneath his hands.
Dean let go of Sam as if he was scolding hot. He stumbled back and would have landed on the floor if Shane didn't hold him by his elbow. "Are you okay Dean?" Shane asked concerned.
"He was okay the one moment and the next he was flipping out. What is going on here Shane? I hate pinning my baby brother down to be sedated." Dean looked haggard.
"There's something else, he kept on saying that they were here. This Tweedledum and Tweedledee. I think maybe it must be checked out."
"Bobby already contacted dad. He saw something when he arrived, they went to check it out and Caleb is on guard duty." Shane explained while leading Dean to a chair. David was busy checking on Sam's vitals.
When Dean heard what Shane was saying he came to his feet immediately, drawing his pistol and taking stance before Sam's bed. Although he knew that they are most likely dealing with a demon he doesn't care, nothing was going to get past him to get to Sam.
"Dean, don't worry. Dad has got everything under control, calm down and put that pistol away before someone gets hurt." Shane spoke softly to his brother while trying to get Dean to tuck the pistol back into his jeans.
Dean wanted to answer but when the door is flung open he spun away and shoved Shane to the side and pointed the firearm towards the door with his finger on the trigger, the safety already dislodged.
"Stand down Dean; it's just me and Bobby." John called to Dean, seeing that his son was in full combat mode.
Dean put the safety back on but doesn't return his weapon to his jeans; instead he placed it within reach of his outstretched hand. John had to smile when he saw that. Dean remained the perfect little soldier.
"David, Shane, when can we move Sam out of here?" John sounded upset.
"Not before the weekend dad. I don't want to take any risks with him, why the sudden urgency?" Shane enquired.
"We've got trouble and we need to get bunkered down to sort this out. Bobby is agreeing with me on this one. Home base would be safer than Hunter's Cove. At least there we don't need to worry too much about civilians." John addressed his sons as he checked out the windows and making sure the salt lines, as well as all the protective sigils and symbols were in order.
"What kind of trouble, dad?" Dean didn't like the way in which his father was talking and his demeanor only screamed out one thing – danger.
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Danger, his father's whole demeanor spelled danger. He needed to get his brother out of this danger, even if it meant ruffling the twins' feathers. Dean placed the blankets on top of one another making sure that the backseat of the car would be comfortable enough. He heard what Shane said about moving Sam; well he was not going to take any chances. If his dad said Sam would be better off at home base then he will get him to home base. Shane and David are doctors and they have access to enough medical supplies. They can take care of Sam there. They don't need to be at the hospital. Dean got in behind the wheel, put the car into drive and headed towards Hunter Cove's private ambulance bay. He was getting his brother to safety and he was doing it now, it doesn't matter what his father told them earlier, no demon will get in his way to bring Sam to safety.
Dean was unaware of the two figures hunkering in the shadows across the road from the hospital. The two demons smiled at each other, their plan was working perfectly.
They made sure they were seen by John Winchester and Bobby Singer. With that they put the cat in between the pigeons. They knew from Sam's mind that the link they needed to get to was Dean, and how easy that seemed to work. They just had to sit back and let Dean do all the hard work for them.
Dean parked in the ambulance bay and made sure that everything was in order before moving through the entrance. He found Sam alone in his room asleep. Dean quietly packed up all of Sam's stuff and pushed it into a duffle bag. He then brushed Sam's hair from his forehead and spoke softly to his brother. "Sammy, come on brother, you need to wake up know. Come on Sammy, open those hazel eyes for me." Dean smiled when he saw Sam's eyes fluttering open.
"Dean?" Sam still sounded asleep but he looked at his older brother that was standing next to his bed.
"Yeah, it's me. Listen, can you get up if I help you and get into the wheelchair?" Dean asked Sam, hoping that he would receive a positive answer; otherwise he would have to start improvising.
Sam looked at Dean and then at the wheelchair standing next to his bed. "Where are we going to Dean?" He was already trying to sit up on his own, throwing the blankets of his legs.
"We're going home little brother. It is safer there and I can take better care of you there." Dean helped Sam to sit up and swing his brother's legs of the bed. "Okay, you ready for this?" When Sam nodded Dean braced himself in front of his brother and slowly Sam lowered his legs to the floor until he stood in front of Dean. With slow movements Dean turned Sam's body and let him take the two steps back before helping him gently into the chair.
After making sure Sam was seated securely in the seat, Dean wheeled him out of the room towards the car.
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Tweedledum and Tweedledee couldn't believe their eyes when they saw the two entities exiting the ambulance bay. Humans were so predictable. They looked on as the one was helped into the back of the Impala, looking on as the one made sure that the other was tucked in before heading around the car to get into the driver's seat. It was quite dark outside, the only source of light available was from the far end of the ambulance bay. The eldest looked around carefully before getting behind the wheel and starting up the engine.
Putting the car in drive, Dean pulled away towards home. He looked in the rearview mirror making sure that his passenger was still doing okay. He smiled when he saw that Sam was off to dreamland once again.
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With home only a few blocks away he cursed when the car started acting up. When it died he started cursing before getting out of the car to check what was going on.
At that moment the two demons appeared before him in the middle of the road. When he saw them he pulled out his weapon and tried to shoot at them but even before he could pull the trigger he got picked up with a tremendous force and flung into a tree on the side of the road. He groaned weakly and looked on when one of the two figures stepped in front of him. He refused the urge to look up at the demon before him and kept his head bowed down. When an invisible force used pressure to lift his head up he tried to resist but know it was futile. He can't help but to smile when he saw the demon's facial expression before him changed from one of glee to one of utter bewilderment. "Surprise" John Winchester whispered out before leaping at the demon before him.
Tweedledee didn't know what happened, this man before him was not the one by the name of Dean and even before he could utter a curse or a word of caution towards his cousin he felt himself being slammed into the road. Tweedledee felt something slipped over his left wrist and at the same instance felt how he was separated from his demonic powers. His eyes grew huge when he realized what just happened to him. It was impossible and if it was not happening to him at that moment he would not have believed it in a hundred years.
He felt himself growing weak and he started feeling fear – something he didn't feel in a very long time, when he heard someone screaming he thought that it might be his cousin, until he realized that the screams he was hearing was coming from his mouth and that made him scream much louder.
Tweedledum opened the back passenger door and ripped the blankets of the figure asleep on the backseat. He gasped out aloud when he stared into the eyes of a man that is known to all demons and is feared by most – Bobby Singer.
Even before Tweedledum could react he felt something slipped around his right wrist and when he looked down the color drained his face. Every demon heard of these bracelets, but since no trace could ever be found, it sort of became something like an urban myth. Tweedledum tried to use his powers, but to no avail, nothing worked and when his jaw was met with a powerful blow from Bobby he found himself sprawled out on the road next to his cousin. When he looked over at him he saw the fear carved out on his face and when his cousin started to scream, Tweedledum echo's his screams seconds later.
Bobby and John looked at one another to ascertain that they were both still alive and in one piece. John spoke up first. "That went well. What do you say Bobby, shall we take this two for a ride and get rid of the garbage the same time?"
"I could not agree more." Bobby bent down, slogged the demon in front of him once and picked the deadweight over his shoulder before heading to the back of the Impala and depositing his cargo without any finesse into the trunk with a thud. When John dumped his parcel in as well Bobby grinned before shutting the lid tight, sealing the two demons inside.
"Bobby, let me just phone Dean to see if he and Sam are safe at home and then we can take the garbage out." John mentioned to his friend, taking his cell out of his pocket, already in the process of phoning his son.
The phone rang twice before Dean answered. "Dad, is everything okay?"
"Hey, Dean. Yes son, everything worked out. Bobby and I are just going to take care of our little demon problem then we will head home. Is Sam okay?"
"Yes dad, he is settled in his room; asleep, the ride over here tired him out." Dean answered not helping to smile when he heard his father said their plan for the demons worked out.
"Good, we'll be home in a little while. Listen to your brothers Dean and take care of Sam." John ended the conversation, glad to hear that his boys are safely home and the trap they set for the demons worked out.
AN: Not sure when the next update will be, waiting for my wonderful beta to complete her magic on 5 new chapters! Have a great week!
