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Title:Guilt
Author:supernaturalandlostfan
Rating:PG13
Genre:Angst/Drama
Characters:Dean,Sam,Meg (a.k.a.evil bitch), OC's
Spoiler warning:"Scarecrow" I guess since we meet Meg for the first time in that episode.
Summary:A mistake is made. Can one of the brothers forgive the other? If so, can he forgive himself?
Disclaimer:I own nothing "Supernatural" related, yada, yada, etc.
Guilt
Ch.10
"I swear, do you have anything other than 80's music in here Dean?" Sam muttered unhappily, discarding yet another Metallica tape in the floor of the passenger seat, adding to the large pile he'd already made.
Guess I'll just try the radio, he decided after finally excepting that his brothers taste in music made it hopelessly unlikely he'd find anything he really felt like hearing right now.
He was halfway to the bus station and the further away from the hotel he got, the more his unease grew. He wouldn't go back though, if he did Dean would think he didn't trust him anymore. Yes, Dean would be fine for an hour.
Sam's mind drifted to Meg as he aimlessly turned the tuning knob. She was really something, and he didn't know what to think about her. Her open flirting made it obvious that she liked him, but for some reason he didn't trust her. There was a fakeness about her, and she and Dean didn't seem to mesh at all. Which in itself was unusual since Dean generally got alone with every member of the opposite sex.
His brother was always on edge when Meg was around, and she didn't seem to even care if he liked her or not. Maybe it was just because the way Sam had described his brother to her when they'd first met at the bus station had cast him in a negative light. If that was the case Sam had no one to blame but himself.
Oh well...girls come a dime a dozen, and he only had one brother, so it was an easy choice for him to decide that he was just going to have to tell Meg that he wasn't interested if she tried to pursue him any further. He hoped he hadn't led her on or anything, but truth be told, he wasn't ready for another relationship anyway. Jess hadn't been dead that long, and he still loved her as much as he had when she was alive. You don't get over a love like they'd had for a long time, if ever.
As he sat thinking about her, his hand suddenly froze on the dial when a song he hadn't heard in many years came on.
It was the song he and Jess had slow danced to on their first date together. It had been at the Spring Formal he and she had attended at college.
The exact dance he'd dreamed about the night Dean had tried to kill himself.
He fought the urge to automatically turn around and go back to check on his brother.
It's a coincidence , he told himself, he's fine. It's just a song.
He left the radio on the song and felt himself relaxing as he listened to it, remembering yet again how beautiful Jess had looked that night.
We were born before the wind
Oh so younger than the sun
Ere the Bonnie boat was one as we sail into the mystic
Hark, now hear the sailors cry
Smell the sea and feel the sky
Let your soul and spirit fly into the mystic
And when that foghorn blows I will be coming home
And when that foghorn blows I want to hear it
I don't have to fear it.
Sam chuckled to himself during the musical interlude, thinking about the fact he was listening and singing along to a song from the 70's when he gave Dean such a hard time about his 80's songs.
This was different though, it had been a special song for him and Jess, and still was one for himself. Anyway, it was Van Morrison. Who didn't like Van Morrison?
I want to rock your gypsy soul
Just like way back in the days of old
Then magnificentally we will float into the mystic
When that fog horn blows you know I will be coming home
"Sam, you need to go back."a female voice suddenly came through the radio in place of the music.
He thought he imagined it at first because the song immediately took up where it had left off, and he shook his head in confusion, but moments later the music was interrupted once more.
"Go back now Sam. She's killing him."
"What? "he yelled, hitting the radio hard when the music came on again. "Who's killing who? "
I'm going crazy, he thought, staring at the seemingly normal radio, waiting for the voice to speak to him again. There's no way that the radio was talking to me, and there's no way that that voice belongs to who I think it does.
And again, moments later the voice spoke for the last time, after what sounded like a sigh, the woman said one thing, well one name to be exact.
"Dean."
Going crazy or not, hearing what he was sure was Jess's voice saying his brothers name, and that someone was killing him, was more than enough to make him stop the car in its tracks and with a squeal of the tires, do a U-turn and head back in the direct he'd come from.
These last few months of his life had been stranger than any in the past, so he knew that nothing was impossible.
Remembering his cell phone, he picked it up, praying for a clear signal, and grinned when he saw all bars were lit up.
At least something was going his way.
He hurriedly dialed first Dean's cell and then the hotel rooms number. Receiving no answer from either after letting each ring numerous times, he threw the phone down into the floor with the pile of cassettes angrily.
Something bad was happening to Dean. He knew this now without a doubt.
God stupid, how could you have left him there alone in the first place. He thought guiltily as he pressed the gas pedal down further, now going well above the posted speed limit.
I should have just asked Missouri to get a cab to bring her to the hotel and paid for it.
Shit! Missouri! She would be waiting on him to pick her up.
As these thoughts were going through his mind, his cell rang where it lay in the floorboard. The shrillness of the tune he had the ringer set to surprising him and causing him to jump.
Dean! Maybe it was Dean.
Leaning over and picking it up, he looked at the display, and disappointment overtook him when he saw the unfamiliar number instead of his brothers.
He almost didn't answer it, but decided to when he thought that maybe it was some one calling about his brother.
"Hello?"he said after pressing the talk button.
"Sam sweetie, this is Missouri."
"Oh, well I'm glad you called, because I can't pick you up. I'm really sorry, but I'll pay for..."
"I knew you weren't going to come Sam. I'm already in a cab on the way to where you told me that you and your brother were staying."she interrupted in a calm voice before he could finish.
"What? How did you know? I just decided not even five minutes ago."he said in disbelief.
"You know I have my ways, but you don't need to worry about that now. I just called to make sure you were going back yourself."
"I am." he stated numbly.
"Good., good. Well, I'll probably get there shortly, but I want you to promise me that no matter what you find, you'll be careful and not act irrationally. You may think she's only a woman, but I assure you she's much more."
"She? Who are you talking about?"he asked in confusion.
"You know who I'm talking about young man, so quit playing dumb and get a little sense in that head of yours. Just remember what I said, and I will see you shortly." the woman replied, and a click was heard as she broke the connection.
You know who I'm talking about?
No I don't!
Or do I? He wondered as a mental picture of Meg flashed through his mind.
But she couldn't be doing anything to him could she? What would be her reason to?
The more he thought about it though, the more he rationalized that Meg might be more than she appeared.
She had asked a lot of questions about his brother earlier, and the fact that she just happened to be staying in the same hotel as them was an almost impossible coincidence.
You better hope that Deans okay Meg, cause if you've hurt him I'll kill you myself! He thought as he pressed even harder on the gas.
"Dean."he heard a female voice speak his name, and he struggled to open his eyes.
"Dean."she said again, a bit more forcefully this time."You need to open your eyes and look at me."
Out of curiosity as to who the unfamiliar voice belonged to, he slowly forced his eyes open.
"That's it. You can do it, show me those pretty eyes."she pressed.
His vision was blurred, so at first she just looked like a big fuzzy shape, but after blinking his eyes quickly a few times, the woman standing over him came into view.
His eyes widened and he grunted weakly through the sock when he saw the face of his brothers dead girlfriend hovering above him.
Shit, I guess I'm already dead he thought sadly.
"No, you're not dead Dean."she said with a smile." I'm here to help you as much as I can though."
More muffled grunts came from him and she spoke again," Dean, Sam is coming back. He'll be here soon, so you just have to hold on a little longer okay?"she asked sweetly, putting her hand on his pale cheek.
"I'm going to put my hands over where she cut you okay? I can't stop it, but maybe I can slow it down some."she said, clamping one hand over each wrist.
True to her words, the bleeding did slow a bit, but was still leaking nonetheless. She was only prolonging the death from blood loss that Meg had planned for him, but hopefully Sam would get here before it was too late.
Pain pulsed through both Deans arms and he couldn't stop the tears of pain and defeat that came as a result of this.
"Shh, just try and relax. It'll be over soon. Just hang on."she said soothingly.
They stayed that way for the next 10 minutes or so. Her saying comforting and encouraging words to him while holding his wrists.
"Give me a break."Meg said with disgust as she went to look at Dean laying on the bed."Die already."
Suddenly the door to the room burst open and Sam came in quickly, causing Meg to jump in surprise.
She quickly regained her composure though, and as Sam came in, she looked at him with a regretful smile and said,"Oh well, guess your brother won't be the only person to die tonight. What a waste."
Tbc
Yep, I put Jess in again, but I think it turned out okay hopefully. I also hope putting a song in wasn't too cheesy, but I was watching American Wedding again and heard "The Mystic" and really liked it so I just had to put it in. As always R&R! Final chapter will be up soon!