Dream Slayer

Chapter six

Dean took his time driving back to the motel trying to delay what he knew was going to happen tonight. He knew now that Sam was marked by the thing it would be impossible to avoid confronting it.

Once they entered their room they each took a shower then sat around watching TV neither one talking about what was going to go down tonight. Sam lay stretched out on his bed while Dean sat on the other bed. Around two hours later Sam yawned and looked over at Dean and could clearly see the worry in his eyes.

"It's going to be okay Dean. We'll take care of this tonight then tomorrow we're out of here."

"I wish I had your optimism."

"Hey, we've hunted worse then this and we came out okay."

"Yeah but you weren't busted up the way you are. Look at you; you could barely walk from the shower to the bed."

Dean stood up and began pacing the room. A million thoughts shot through his mind but the one that always returned was the thought that tonight might be the last time he ever saw his brother alive. In his mind he could already picture Sam's lifeless body lying on the bed. He looked over at Sam who gave him a small smile.

"Well we might as well get this over with." Sam said as he settled back on the bed. He too was worried. If he couldn't pull this off and he died what would it do to Dean? "Hey." He said softly. "If uh…if this doesn't turn out the way we're hoping…I uh…I don't want you beating yourself up over it. You know we don't have a choice, we have to do this."

"I never should have allowed you to talk me into this Sammy. When Dad took on the Slayer it almost killed him."

"But it didn't. He managed to pull it out of his dreams and we killed it. And we were only kids then."

"But you saw what it did to him Sam; it ripped him to shreds before we killed it. I can still remember him screaming."

"That was only in his dream. Once the thing died he was fine, all his injuries disappeared."

Dean still wasn't satisfied.

"Damn it Sammy. I don't like this. Look at you…you're all busted up.

"Have you looked in the mirror lately?" Sam asked grinning.

"Yeah, but I'm not going after some damn demon."

"Hey man, try to relax it will be fine….Hey, before I fall asleep I just want to tell you that I'm …well I'm glad we're back together again. I missed you when I was in college." Sam gave Dean a small smile then shut his eyes.

"Me too." Dean swallowed the lump in his throat. He knew what Sam was doing, he was saying goodbye just in case he didn't make it. "Damn it Sammy." He said softly to himself. "You better be able to pull this off." He wiped angrily at tears that threatened to run down his face. He sat down on the chair to wait.

A half hour later

He could tell by his brother's breathing that he had fallen asleep. He kept his eyes on him waiting for any sign of distress. Sam moaned a few times but then lay quietly. Probably dreaming of Jess Dean thought as he reached in his pocket for the holy water. He wanted it opened and ready before the thing attacked. His eyes widened in fear when he realized it wasn't in his pocket.

"Oh God no!" He started to panic then remembered putting it in the glove compartment before going to the McMann house. "Oh thank God." He checked Sam out to make sure he was okay before opening the door and walking over to his car.

He never saw the two policemen who suddenly grabbed his arms and pulled them behind his back, handcuffing him before he had a chance to resist.

"Hey!" He began struggling to free himself, his heart pounding. "What's going on?"

"Are you Dean Winchester?"

"Yeah why!"

"We had a report that you attacked Joe McMann on his property earlier tonight and he's pressed charges against you…. It took us a while to track you down."

"Hey, I can't do this right now! I'll pay a fine, anything, but I need to stay here tonight!"

"Sorry, you're going with us." They began pulling him toward the squad car.

"No! I need to be with my brother!"

"You're brother wasn't named in the report only you."

"Please you don't understand!" Dean started to panic. He knew Sam would die if he wasn't here. He started to kick out at the officers and they quickly subdued him with a blast of pepper spray.

"Now settle down. All we're going to do is take you down to the precinct to file the charges and you'll probably be able to go home tonight."

"No! No please I can't leave my brother!" Dean screamed as he was pulled closer to the car. "I need to stay with him tonight!" Dean knew it would be senseless to tell they why, they'd only think he was crazy.

"I'll go check on his brother." The one officer walked over and entered the motel room. He came out a few seconds later and pulled the door shut. "He's sleeping like a baby. You'll probably be back before he wakes up."

They pushed him into the car and he spun around and stuck his foot in the door so they couldn't shut it.

"Sam! Sammy wake up! Sam!..." He screamed toward the motel.

They pushed his foot inside and sped off toward the police station.

TBC