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Dean's Song

Chapter 9 – Feeding Time

Sam watched in horror as the Siren began to work her magic on his brother. Dean sat up, reaching for Alex. "You've come back!" Dean exclaimed as he tried to draw Alex closer to him.

"Yes love, I'm here…but you're hurt. I need to fix your shoulder…follow me." Alex preceded Dean up the stairs. Dean paused for a moment, looking back at Sam with a confused look on his face. Dean felt like there was something he needed to do, but the music was drowning out all thought from his head. Dean turned and continued to follow Alex up the stairs, closing the door and leaving Sam in the darkness once more.

Sam struggled again against the bonds that held him. He had to get loose. He knew that Alex would begin feeding on his brother again soon. He moaned again as a sharp gnawing pain started in his stomach. He could feel the poison doing its work. He felt the pain in his head increasing again…that could only mean one thing…the Siren had started to feed.

Upstairs, Dean followed Alex into the kitchen and sat on the chair that she indicated. Alex left and returned with the supplies that she would need to fix the wound in Dean's shoulder. He had lost a lot of blood, but Dean never felt the pain or the weakness. He simply stared at Alex, waiting for the time when they could be together.

A short time later, Alex finished bandaging Dean's shoulder. "There now that wasn't so bad was it?" She asked in her melodious voice.

"Naw…I've had worse…my brother and I are used to being patched up!" Dean replied, stopping again as he thought about Sam. "You know I really should go back to the motel and check on him…he was pretty sick…maybe we could meet up later." Dean started to rise, but Alex pushed him back down onto the chair.

"You know what Dean…how about if we bring Sam here to stay with us? There is plenty of room and you could take care of him." Alex knew that her hold over Dean would not be complete as long as he was worried about his brother.

"Sounds great…let's go get him now!" Dean stood again and headed for the door. Alex came up behind him and entwined her arms around his waist, gently guiding him out to the living room. She pulled Dean down onto the couch and sat next to him, caressing his face.

"We can go get him soon…I've waited too long for this…kiss me Dean…kiss me now!" Alex moved her lips to meet Dean's. Her hunger driving her to take more than she normally would have…she deepened the kiss. Dean's body was responding to her assault. He pressed harder against her, needed more of her…needing to caress her.

"Alex…please say you'll never leave me…I need you." Dean moaned as he felt himself slipping into unconsciousness.

Alex stood and looked down at the young man. She made him comfortable on the couch, covering him with a blanket as she gently stroked his face. "Don't worry Dean, I will not leave you again…you and I will be together until your death…I promise you!"

Sam had been working on the ropes that bound his hands, he sighed as he felt the ropes loosen enough for him to get his hands free. He rubbed his raw wrists and then reached down to undo his legs. Stopping for a moment, he leaned his head against the post, trying to gather his strength. Wrapping his arm around his stomach, Sam struggled to his feet. His leg was threatening to give out on him, but he had to get to Dean before it was too late. Gritting his teeth against the pain and sickness that was threatening to overwhelm him, Sam hopped over to the stairs.

Sitting on the tread, he scooted up the stairs turning to stand as he got to the top step. His luck must be changing he thought as he turned the knob and discovered the door was unlocked. Sam cautiously opened the door, and continued into the kitchen. Leaning against the table, Sam tried to catch his breath. The room was spinning making him feel more nauseous. But Sam still refused to give in to his body's demands.

He hopped into the next room and gasped at he saw his brother lying on the couch. Looking around for the Siren, Sam moved to sit beside his brother. Dean looked pale, but his breathing and heart beat seemed to be fine. Sam tried to wake his brother. "Dean…Dean can you hear me? You need to wake up…we have to get out of here!" Sam tapped his brother on the cheek, getting nervous as he knew that the Siren would appear any moment.

Dean groaned as he opened his eyes. God, he felt so tired. "Just give me a few more minutes…just need a little more sleep…so tired." Dean's eyes started to close again.

"Dean…you have to get up…I can't carry you…you've gotta help me man!" Sam shook his brother's shoulder, pulling the blanket off and trying to get him upright. Dean blinked and took a closer look at Sam.

"Sammy…what's wrong with you…you look like shit!" Dean was concerned by the glazed look in his brother's eyes. The sweat was pouring off Sam's face and he could tell that Sam was just barely staying conscious. "We need to get you to a hospital…you're burning up!" Dean stood and reached over to help Sam to his feet. Just then he noticed that they were no longer at the motel. "Sam…where are we?" Dean felt so tired, he had to fight to keep himself standing.

"The bed and breakfast…Dean, the Siren is Alex…she kidnapped me and lured you here. There's no time, she will be back shortly!" Sam suddenly grabbed at his head and fell to the ground screaming in agony.

"Sammy…Sam…what's wrong!" Dean knelt down next to his brother, trying to help him.

"Dean…argh…careful…she's back…she's…don't listen to her…just go!" Sam's eyes closed again as he tried to concentrate on getting rid of the noise that was causing the pain.

Dean tried to get Sam to his feet. He remembered now…he had come here to rescue his little brother from the Siren. He had to get them both out of here before…

"Hello Dean…I see you found your brother!" Alex said as she wove her music once more towards Dean. She watched as Dean struggled against her power. He glared at her, pure hatred showing in his eyes. "You bitch…stop it…I need to get him to the hospital before he gets worse!"

Alex moved closer, noticing that Dean moved to place himself between her and his brother. "But Dean, don't you remember, you wanted to bring him here so that we could look after him. Let me help you…we can take him into one of the rooms. He'll be comfortable there and you can look in on him."

Dean shook his head, something didn't feel right…but then Sammy would be ok here…Alex would help him make him better. "Ok, just show me where you want him…I'll have to carry him…I don't think he can walk on his own."

Alex smiled as she led the way down the hallway to a small room in the back of the house. There was a single bed with a dresser and night stand. A small bathroom was right across the hall. Dean gently placed Sam on the bed, reaching to remove his shoes before pulling the covers up over his brother. "Can you bring me some water and a wash cloth..also I need a pain reliever or fever reducer."

"Sure Dean…in fact, I have some herbs that may help…let me get them for you." Alex left the room to gather the things she would need. Now that Sam was here, she could make sure that the poison worked faster…by the end of the week, he would be gone.

Dean rubbed his eyes, trying to stay awake. He didn't like the pallor or the lines of pain etched on Sam's face. He removed the immobilizer on Sam's knee and shook his head at the swollen joint. At this rate, Sam was going to need surgery. "Hey Sammy…can you wake up for me…we need to get some fluids into you."

Sam heard his brother's voice and struggled to open his eyes. He was so hot, he felt like he was going to burst into flame. Sam cried out as another pain hit him in his stomach. He tried to curl into a ball to relieve the pain. "Sammy…what is it…tell me what's wrong!" Dean pleaded as he watched Sam twisting in pain on the bed.

"Oh God Dean…the pain, make it stop…please, I can't take it…my stomach…she poisoned me somehow…Dean…gotta get away!" Sam looked at his brother and seeing the concern, tried to reach past the hypnotic suggestion that Alex had place in his brother's mind. "Dean, you have to listen to me…she is playing with your mind…making you believe that you are helping me…but you're not…we are both in danger as long as you keep us here…please Dean!" Sam coughed and grabbed his stomach as the pain increased.

Alex returned with the things that Dean had asked for. "Oh my…he seems to be out of his head with fever Dean…we need to get it down quickly. Here, try to get him to drink this…it will help bring the fever down."

Sam watched as Dean smiled at the woman and took the glass of juice and pills from her. "No Dean, please, I don't think I can keep anything down…I just want to sleep ok?" Sam was afraid what was contained in the pills that Dean held in his hand.

Dean shook his head and addressed Sam as if he were a petulant four year old. "Come on Sammy, you know that you need to take your medicine…you won't get better if you don't. Let me help you!"

Dean held Sam by the shoulders and dropping the pills into his mouth, helped him drink the juice down. "There now…you'll feel better soon Sammy…just rest…I'll protect you!"

Dean rose from the room and left with Alex. He never heard the anguished cry from his brother as the poison hit his system; he never heard the fear in his brother's voice as he begged Dean to come back…all he heard was the music.

TBC

Raven524: Sorry for another cliff hanger, but since I'm getting this one out early today…hopefully I'll be forgiven. Thanks again to all the wonderful reviewers…I appreciate you letting me know what you like or don't like about the story…keep them coming!