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Dean's Song

Chapter 16 – Calvary Arrives

Missouri suddenly sat up straight in the car seat…staring out the window, but not seeing the scenery as it passed by. After a few moments, she reached over and grabbed Matthew's arm. "We need to get there…that poor boy has gone and done something stupid!"

Matthew pushed down on the accelerator…determined to get them there as soon as possible.

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Dean's mouth dropped open as Sam turned to leave the room. "Sammy, look I'm sorry ok…just turn around and lets talk…Sammy what the.." Dean watched as his brother pitched forward face first onto the floor.

Ignoring his own pain, Dean jumped down from the bed and gently rolled Sam over. His brother was barely breathing…the heat in his body, indicated that his fever was once again on the rise. "Damn it Sammy…why didn't you tell me?" Dean reached over and got Sammy into the other bed. Going to the bathroom, he returned with a cool washcloth and began to wipe the sweat from Sam's face.

"Come on Sammy…don't do this. I was just pissed…you know I didn't mean any of it!" Dean tried tapping his brother's cheek, but there was no response. Dean was scared…the last thing Sam had said to him was that he wouldn't be his problem anymore…God, he really screwed up this time, he had Sammy thinking he was a burden again.

"Sam…I don't know if you can hear me, but you gotta listen. It's you and me…that's all we have. You can't leave me and I will never leave you…no matter how bad it gets. Remember Sammy…I told you nothing bad would happen to you and I meant it! You just have to let me in…let me know what's going on so that I can help you!" Dean held Sam's hand, trying to let him know that where ever he was at the moment, he had someone waiting for him.

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Sam was floating in a gray fog. His mind too tired to even try to figure out where he was at the moment. The fog was comforting…nothing could hurt him here and he couldn't hurt anything out there. He heard a desperate voice, pleading with him to return, but for the first time, he decided to ignore the voice.

"I'm glad to see you decided to come to your senses Sam. You just need to let me in the rest of the way…stop fighting me and I will let your brother go." The music in Sam's mind was calming, beautiful…he found himself not wanting the music to stop. Yet a small portion of him knew that this was not right…this was the easy way and Winchester's never took the easy way out.

"I can't do what you ask…how can you still be here? I burned your remains; you should have moved on…what do you want?" Sam was confused; all the normal ways of getting rid of this creature had failed. He wished he had had time to do more research.

"I told you Sam, a part of me is within you already…drawn in when you attempted to absorb some of my power. All that I'm asking is that you allow the rest of me to enter…to exist. There is nothing waiting for me on the other side…all I'm asking is that you allow me to live through you." The music continued to lull Sam, telling him to let go.

"And I told you, no one will control me. I will live my life…alone if need be, but it will be my life!" Sam pushed once again with his mind, rejecting the Siren's attempts at control.

Dean watched as Sam began to twist on the bed, his face filled with pain. "Aw Sammy, not again…wake up Sam…I need you to wake up and tell me how I can help!" Dean slapped Sam across the face, desperate to get his brother to open his eyes. The last time, Dean had played puppet on a string and he refused to do allow that to happen again. There just had to be something he could do.

Sam's eyes snapped open, terror evident in their depths. "Dean, you have to leave me…go get help, but leave me here…I can't control it!" Sam's voice was a mere whisper as the tears fell from his eyes. He turned from his brother, ashamed that he had to ask for help again.

Dean sighed and reached for Sam's face. Turning it gently towards him he shook his head. "What a pair we are…we are so busy trying to keep the other safe, both of us are going to end up in the hospital. What do you say that we start trying to figure this out together squirt?" Dean used Sam's old nickname, trying to make his brother feel better by reminding him of better times.

Sam blinked and looked into his brother's eyes. Instead of anger or rejection, he saw only concern. "I'm sorry Dean…this is all my fault…me and my stupid freaky powers."

"Sammy…just tell me what's going on…maybe we can figure out a way together to make this better. Lets start with the basics…how are you feeling?" Dean gave Sam a look telling him that his normal reply would not be accepted.

"Actually, I've had better days." Sam sighed. "Where do I start…my head feels like it's going to explode, my stomach is starting to hurt again and my knee is no longer throbbing…it now just feels like someone stuck a knife in my leg and is twisting it. Add the fact that I'm burning up…I'd say I'm pretty well fucked…wouldn't you?" Sam looked at Dean and wished he had a picture. For the first time, his brother appeared to be speechless.

"Ahhhh…ok. So basically, business as usual for us. So let's deal with the fever first…drink this water and take these pills, they should help with the fever and the pain. Next, I think we need to get you to the hospital…that poison may still be in your system. We have not idea how much antidote you will need to get it out of your system." Dean started to search for his cell phone.

"Dean…I can't go to the hospital." Sam looked at Dean, he could feel the Siren trying to keep him from telling Dean…but this time he would resist her…he would fight through the pain and he would keep her contained…no matter what the cost to his own health.

"Why not…give me one good reason why I shouldn't be hauling your ass out to the car and taking you to the nearest hospital Sammy!"

"Because Dean…the Siren will never let me leave this place. She will kill you and me before she would allow that to happen" Sam tried, but he couldn't keep the groan from escaping his lips. His head felt like it was going to explode from the pain.

"Whoa…wait a minute…you mean that all this time…it wasn't you? Why didn't you tell me Sam…I know I've been screwing up lately, but this is something you should have told me." Dean felt the pain of the lack of trust his brother had in him.

"Dean…not you…not me…she is trying to control me…keeps me from saying…Oh God, Dean, I can't take the pain much longer…I don't know if I can keep her out…if she gains control of me, she'll kill you!" Sam closed his eyes and grabbed his stomach, his whole body screaming in pain.

"Hold on Sammy…I'm going to burn her remains…that should get rid of her…then you and I are out of this place!" Dean turned to leave, but Sam grabbed his arm.

"NO, No…I already did that, she is still here" Sam pointed to his head, the sweat now pouring from his face as he struggled to keep the Siren's spirit from gaining more power. "She says she will let you go, if I give in…maybe I should…that way you wouldn't need to be afraid anymore." Sam closed his eyes once more, almost ready to give in. He was just so tired of fighting.

Dean was just about ready to try to talk some sense into his little brother when he heard a voice behind him. "Don' you dare Samuel Winchester…I didn't travel hundreds of miles just to hear you giving in to some old spirit…do you here me boy!"

Missouri had arrived.

TBC

Raven524: Ok, since I was asked so nicely…here is the next chapter a little early. Hope you all enjoy!