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Dean's Song

Chapter 26– Leaving Town

"Not this time…won't let my powers hurt anyone else…tell Dean, I'm sorry."

Dean entered the room just as he heard Sam whisper the defeated words to Missouri. He moved towards the bed and grabbed Sam by the shoulders, shaking him slightly. "I don't want to hear that kind of talk from you Sammy…you hear me…you will not give up because I won't let you. You remember when I was dying and you said you wouldn't let me die in peace…well I won't let you die either…do you hear me Sam…I won't let you die!" Dean felt the anger in him rising with each word…he wasn't angry at Sam, but at the circumstances that had brought them to this point.

He never should have taken Sam from college…he would have been better off without him. At least he would be happier.

Dean felt a hard slap on the back of his head. "Dean Winchester…your brother would never have survived if you hadn't got to him when you did…do you think that Demon was going to just leave him alone! Your brother needs you now more than ever…unless you want to give the job to someone else!"

Sam watched as Dean struggled to get his temper under control. "Only one big brother…Dean…no one else." Sam struggled, trying to defend his brother to Missouri.

"That's right Sam…and as big brother I'm always right…so you need to listen to me. You need to stay with me Sam…do you understand, no matter what freaky reason your head is giving you to give up…you don't listen!" Dean watched the tears forming in his brother's eyes. He had never seen such a lost look in them before.

"Don't know if I can Dean…can't control it anymore…something is wrong…I might hurt you again, or others…tired of being a burden to everyone!" Sam was getting tired again. The pain in his head was almost unbearable as he felt the Spirit within raging against him.

"Sammy…just hold on a little longer…once we get you out of here, you'll feel better. Then we can figure out how to fix this…together…and if I hear you refer to yourself as a burden one more time, I swear I'm going to beat the crap out of you…for the last time, you are my brother and just as you would do anything for me…I will do anything for you…it's that simple got it?"

Sam tried to smile; he didn't want Dean to feel like he had failed his little brother. He knew that Dean would think that somehow this was his fault. "M'kay…I'll try."

Dean smiled, he realized that Sam was far from being ok, but at least for now, he was still willing to fight. Dean looked at Missouri. "Matthew will be here in a minute…he wanted to place a circle of salt around the car…he thinks that once we get Sam outside the house, it may give the spirit within Sam a chance to escape…you need to bring the crystals…ok?"

"Don't you worry Dean, I can hold up my end. You just watch out for that brother of yours!" Missouri stood as Matthew entered the room.

Dean patted Sam on the cheek, trying to get him to focus on him for just a few more minutes. "Sammy…this is important…you need to let the spirit know that once we are outside, it should try to escape…you need to do what you can to help it…do you understand?"

"Help Stan…got it!" Sam closed his eyes and let himself fall into the darkness, this time looking for Stan.

"Stan…where are you?" Sam called in the fog that surrounded him.

"I am here witch…what do you want?" Stan appeared out of the fog, anger still evident on his face.

"You have to believe me…I'm not a witch…the Siren did something to me, that is why you have been drawn to me…she tried to kill my brother and me too. "

"Where is she?" Stan asked, a hint of fear in his voice

"Gone…we sent her away…and I will help you too if you let me" Sam watched as Stan turned towards him, a look of hope appearing in his eyes.

"Tell me, what do you need me to do?"

"In a few moments, we will leave this house…I will try to push you away and you must try to leave…once you leave, you must keep going, no matter what you feel…my brother will help you stay away from me. You must not join with me again or you will be trapped…do you understand?" Sam just hoped he had enough energy to give the spirit a push.

"I will do as you ask…and Sam, I'm sorry for causing you this pain…I didn't realize that you too were a victim of this evil." Stan smiled sadly at Sam.

"Don't worry, just make your break when the time is right and then you can rest."

Sam tried once more to fight his way back to Dean. Each time, he could feel himself weaken more…he knew that what he needed to do, would leave him weaker, but he had no choice. Sam opened his eyes and noticed that the pain in his head was a little less. He smiled as he realized that Stan was doing his best to help.

"Dean…Stan is ready…what do you want me to do?"

"You just let Matthew and I do all the work…we'll carry you to the car, but will stop for just a moment for you to let Casper the friendly ghost go…while we're doing that, Missouri will be placing the crystals in the car. Once we get you into the salted circle, your spirit friend will not be able to get back to you…are you ready?" Dean watched as Sam nodded his head weakly, he knew that his brother was already beyond exhaustion…how Sam could think of himself as the weak one in the family, Dean couldn't understand it. Sam was by far stronger than he ever could be.

Matthew took Sam's shoulders while Dean grabbed his legs, being careful of the injured leg. They quickly followed Missouri towards the car. They paused at the end of the steps as Missouri hurried to place the crystals in the back seat of the Impala. Sam closed his eyes and tried to concentrate once more.

"Now Stan…help me, push your way free!" Sam pushed with what he had left, he could feel Stan leaving, but at the last moment, he felt the spirit struggling to get free.

"Sam, I can't…you're too strong!"

"No, I won't be responsible for anyone else to suffer because of me…you will leave!" Sam pushed with his last remaining strength.

Dean watched in amazement as the apparition appeared hovering over his brother. The spirit looked from Sam to Dean and smiled. "Thank you!" was all it said as it tried to move away from Sam.

"Quickly now, we have to get him into the car!" Matthew grabbed Sam once more and headed for the car. Dean looked back at the house and almost dropped Sam. He could see ghostly apparitions appearing and they were all headed towards them.

"Move it…Matthew…we have incoming!"

Dean and Matthew ran as fast as they could towards the car, being careful not to disturb the salt circle, they carefully placed Sam in the back seat of the Impala. Missouri had already taken up residence in the passenger side. Matthew and Dean both watched as the spirits stopped outside the circle and began to dissipate.

Matthew slapped Dean on the back. "Good job son…I've seen a lot of strange things in my life, but that may have just topped the list. I'm going to go on ahead to get things ready for you. Missouri knows the way and will help you with Sam." Matthew headed for his SUV before Dean could respond.

Dean got into the driver's seat and paused to look at Sam in the back seat. The worry evident on his face as he checked to make sure that Sam was still breathing. He jumped when he felt a soft hand on his arm. "Dean, he's just sleeping. That last battle took a lot out of him. The sooner we get him to the cabin…the better."

"No problem Missouri…just hold onto your wig, we're going to be driving at the speed of Dean!"

Dean laughed as he ducked the slap headed in his direction…he turned the key and headed towards what he hoped would be safety.

TBC

Raven524: So, we have them on the road again…heading for a safe cabin…but then, how safe will it be? Hmmm…one never knows! Thanks for all the wonderful reviews! Keep letting me know what you think…the more reviews I get, the easier it is to write!