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Dean's Song

Chapter 18 – Trapped

Sam tried to gather his strength for what he knew would have to be the final battle. He could feel his body weakening along with his will. He kept his eyes closed, conserving every bit of energy. He jumped when he felt a gentle hand on his shoulder. "Sammy…wake up for just a minute…I need you to take these pills and drink this water. You need to get that fever down bro'…no sense giving her any more advantage."

Sam opened his eyes and looked into the concerned eyes of his brother. Grateful not to see fear there, he took the pills and tried to drink some of the water. "Dean…if this doesn't…just remember…you are not to blame...you have done all you can to keep me safe!" Sam closed his eyes again, waiting for the Siren to return.

"Sammy…listen to me, you need to get through this…you can do this, I know that you can. Just come back to me little brother…I'll be here waiting." Dean used the washcloth once more to wipe the sweat from Sam's face.

Matthew had been quiet during the exchange, amazed at the deep love that the two men had for each other…both trying to protect the other. No wonder Missouri loved these boys…they were special. "Dean, you need to move outside the circle now and get into position. There won't be much time once this spirit attacks your brother. Believe me; you don't want to be inside the containment area…it can get really nasty."

"I think I already experienced some of that earlier." Dean winced as he stood to go to his spot, holding his injured ribs. "So you are a hunter?" Dean who normally didn't like talking, suddenly felt the need to talk, to be distracted from what he knew was going to happen to his brother. Matthew seemed to understand Dean's need.

"Yep, since I was 16. Both my parents were killed by a nasty poltergeist that decided to take up residence in our home. I knew that something was there, but I didn't understand the danger, until it was too late. So, like you and your brother, I've spent my life tracking down the things that most people rather not acknowledge…I like to think I've done some good, helped some good people along the way. It kind of makes it easier to deal with…how about you?"

"Well I've kind of been in the business since I was 4 years old…the night my mother died." Dean stopped swallowing as he pushed the memory back into the recesses of his mind. "Since then what was left of my family has been ridding the world of as many evil sons' of a bitches as we can find…one at a time." Dean looked at Sam, watching him to make sure that he was still ok. His brother had been unusually quiet for some time now.

"So where is your father?" Matthew asked, intrigued by the man that stood before him.

"He's on his own hunt…he hunts for the bastard that killed my mother."

"Ah yes, Missouri mentioned that you hunted demons…a pretty nasty bunch, I try to avoid them when I can." Matthew suddenly stopped and turned his head as if he were listening to something.

"Get ready Dean and place that crystal when I tell you…Sam…get ready, she's coming!" Matthew looked at the quiet young man on the bed, wishing that he could stop the pain he knew that he would be going through, but knowing that he couldn't.

"Dean…listen to me…no matter what happens to Sam, you can't enter the containment area. Do you understand…no matter what you see or hear. If you do, both you and Sam will die." Dean simply nodded. Matthew looked at Dean with sympathy, knowing that Dean would feel the pain as much as Sam if not more.

ooooooooo

Missouri had brought in their supplies from the car and had begun to get everything ready. She paused as she felt the evil presence in the house moving. Sighing, she knew that it would be soon now. She prepared herself to be there for Dean…he was going to need a calming influence if he was going to survive this. While she knew that Sam would suffer, she knew that Dean always suffered more.

She could feel the exhaustion pouring off the boy when she had seen him. This latest job, had taken its toll on Dean, even if he wasn't ready to admit it. Not for the first time, Missouri allowed her anger towards John to surface. He had made Dean feel responsible for every bump and bruise that Sam received and he had convinced his youngest son that he was the weak link in the family chain. She knew that he loved his sons, but some times he could be so blind…she just wanted to slap him up side the head.

Missouri looked towards the hallway…it wouldn't be long now.

ooooooooo

Sam groaned as he the pain in his head began to grow and swell. His first instinct was to push back, to stop the presence he felt on the edges of his mind from entering in…but his time, he knew that he had to keep her distracted…just long enough for his brother and Matthew to do what needed to be done.

Taking a deep breath, Sam opened himself to the Siren…seeking her out, rather than running from her as he had in the past.

"Sam, have you decided to let me in?" Alex said softly, changing the tone of the music to the softer, enticing melody.

"I'm not sure…I still don't understand why you want to enter my mind…what good will it do you?" Sam could feel her coming closer.

"Sam, I told you, I need your body to live…it's a fair trade, after all you are the one who destroyed my original shell."

"If I let you do this, you will let Dean go…you won't hurt anyone else?" Sam could feel the pressure building in his mind as the Siren sensed her victory.

"I will let Dean go…but as to others…I can't promise Sam. But what do you care about strangers…you can save your brother, just let me in."

Sam saw the fog in is mind begin to clear. He could actually see Alex as she was before in his mind, complete and whole. She advanced towards him, her arms outstretched, inviting him to accept her. Sam took a step towards her, letting her feel his acceptance.

Matthew yelled at Dean "NOW!"

Dean placed the crystal while Matthew closed the circle. "Dean, your brother will recognize your voice, you must let him know that the containment is in place, but don't enter the space!"

Dean looked at the almost peaceful face of his brother. "Sammy…Sammy can you hear me…you have to reject her…don't let her in…do you hear me?"

Matthew and Dean held their breath as they watched Sam. Suddenly Sam's body arched off the bed…a scream wrenched from his lips. "Oh God, the pain…stop…make it stop…please!" Sam cried, the tears streaming down his face.

"Sammy!" Dean yelled as he started towards his brother…his only thought to comfort him. He felt strong arms grab him from behind and start to drag him from the room. "NO!" Dean cried as he struggled to get free.

"Dean…listen to me…you can't help him that way…we need to prepare…come with me now!" Matthew continued to pull Dean from the room.

Dean shrugged Matthew's hands off and he headed for the kitchen. He needed to get away from the sound of his brother's pain. As he entered the kitchen he went to the only one who could help him…for the first time in his life, Dean sought the arms of the woman he trusted with his heart and soul. "It will be all right child…you'll see, it will be all right!"

TBC

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