"She's My Brother!"

Author: PsychoKittyUK
Category: Slash
Rating: M+
Sequel to "Vicissitude"

Content Warnings: WINCEST. (Set before Provenance)

Disclaimer: They are not mine nor is Supernatural. I wish they were, cuz oh the fun i'd have!
If you don't like Slash, then don't read it! All feedback is loved and welcome!

Thanks to eddy6401, PJEva, skycandygirl & SamDean4ever for your reviews, i'm glad you're enjoying it.
This is a little short, but I will have another chapter up Wednesday.
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Chapter 3

Dean was pouting on the bed. "I'm a mess and the fucker didn't even follow through! Bastard! This is gonna be tougher than I thought. I just need another angle. I need to go shopping!"

When Sam finally came out of the bathroom, he saw that Dean was absent from their room. The daisy dukes and the red shirt lay in a pile on the floor. Sam frowned, wondering where his brother had gone, but relieved he wasn't there. He crawled onto his own bed and fell asleep.

Sam woke up a couple of hours later and there was still no sign of Dean. He began to get worried about where his brother was, was he ok, had someone hurt him, when the door banged open and Dean came into the room holding brown paper bags. Dean just smiled and winked at Sam, as if everything was fine. Dean headed towards the bathroom and pushed his way through the door, locking it behind him.

A high pitched giggling could be heard from behind the closed door. Something began to tighten in his stomach. Dean was planning something, something big, something involving Sam. And Sam knew it wasn't going to be good.

'If you just fucked him and got it over with. Then everything would go back to normal'. A voice in his head muttered to him.

"It won't work! Dean hasn't been cursed by that witch!"

'You don't know what's caused him to be a girl! It might work. It did for you. It's worth a try!'

"NO! I can't fuck him!"

'You didn't have any trouble with him fucking you the other night!'

"That was different!"

'If you love him, you'd just do it and put an end to his suffering!'

"SHUT UP! JUST SHUT UP! I CAN'T HE'S A GIRL!"

'Fuck him in the ass then!'

"AAARRRRGGGGHHHHHHHHHH!" Sam picked up an empty coffee mug and threw it at the nearest wall, where it smashed into pieces.

Dean came running out of the bathroom, ready to kill whatever was attacking his brother. But stopped in bewilderment as Sam was alone and very pissed off. Dean placed his hands on his shoulders and looked into his eyes.

"What happened?"

"Nothing." Sam shrugging Dean off, walked to the window. He just stared out with a pained look in his eyes. Dean moved to stand next to him.

"You ok?"

"Yes."

"You don't look ok."

Sam turned and stared at Dean, then he burst into tears. Dean immediately threw his arms around his little brother.

"Shhhh Sammy." Guilt hit Dean's heart hard. "It's ok. Don't cry." Dean was making his brother upset. Dean was hurting him. His long fingers stroked the brunette hair, making soothing sounds as Sam's body racked with sobs.

"I'm sorry Dean. I can't do it. I want to. But I can't." He hiccuped.

Dean closed his eyes. He was being selfish. He always put Sammy first and here he was causing him pain. He knew he had to fix this and fast.

"It's ok. You don't have to. We'll find another way to fix it. It's going to be ok Sammy."

"Really?" Sam sounded like when he was eight years old.

"Yeah, really."

"Mm'kay." Sam leaned deeper into Dean. "I'm sorry Dean."

"I'm sorry too Sammy. Do you forgive me?"

"Nothing to forgive."

"God I love you Sam."

"I love you too Dean."

They stood in silence, brother holding brother. The world could wait for now, the only thing that mattered was his little brother Sam.

"We ok now?"

"Yeah."

"Ok."

Dean continued to hold Sam, he began to rub his back in comfort, wishing that it was going to be ok.

But he didn't know if or when it would ever be ok again.

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TBC...