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3:00 AM Madness

Chapter five

"Sam?" Dean yelled into the phone praying it was his brother at the other end.

"Yeah…"

Sam's voice seemed far away and strange.

"Where the hell are you?"

"Dean…" Sam's voice was only a whisper.

"What….what's going on Sam?"

"Dean… I think I killed someone." Sam managed to get out his voice choked with emotion.

"What!" Dean began pacing the room. "Where are you Sammy?"

"I…I don't know."

"Look for a street sign, I'll come and get you."

The phone went silent for a minute.

"I'm in an alley between Bakers Drive and Walnut St….Hurry Dean…please…just get here…."

Dean went to the motel office and got directions then jumped in his car and speed toward the location. Once there he parked and began walking down the alley. Even in daylight the alley was dark and gloomy. He pulled out his gun.

"Sam…Sammy?" There was no answer. "Sammy you here?"

Dean heard a noise and walked toward it. It was the sound of someone softly crying.

"Sam?" He looked behind a large dumpster and found his brother sitting with his arms around himself shivering as tears ran down his face. Dean put his gun in his waistband and went to him and knelt down next to him. "Sammy you hurt?"

Sam shook his head too upset to speak.

Dean stood up then helped Sam up. Once out of the shadow of the dumpster Dean could see that Sam's body was covered in blood.

"Damn it Sammy you are hurt!" Dean started to reach for him but Sam started backing up.

"It's not my blood Dean…it's not my blood."

Dean could only look at him in disbelief…he didn't know what to say. Finally he spoke.

"Whose blood is it Sam?"

Tears poured down Sam's face.

"I don't know…I think I killed someone. Oh God Dean…" He broke down. "I think I killed a woman…."

"Sam we don't know that." Dean said trying to reassure his brother.

"Look at me Dean." He held his arms out in front of him. "If the blood's not mine then whose is it?"

"I don't know Sam…all I know right now is that I need to get you out of here." Dean looked up and down the alley and was relieved when he didn't see a body. If someone had been hurt in the alley they were no longer there.

Dean wanted nothing more then to get his brother back to the motel and cleaned up. Then he wanted to get as far away from this town as he could and never look back.

"I should turn myself in…I might have killed two people."

There was no way Dean was going to let Sam turn himself over to the cops until he was certain he was guilty, and even if it turned out Sam did do it, Dean knew he wouldn't have the heart to let him turn himself in.

"Sam I'm not letting you turn yourself in till we know what's going on."

"Dean…"

"End of story, it's not happening."

"Look at me Dean…I'm covered in someone's blood…" Sam blinked back tears. "I'm scared…" His voice cracked. "I'm scared Dean I don't know what's going on… It happened again last night…I woke up at three and had such hate in me…I wanted to kill someone….That's why I left…I was scared I might hurt you." Tears flowed down Sam's face as he remembered the feelings he had when he first woke up.

Dean swallowed hard as he watched his brother's anguish. He put his hand on Sam's shoulder and squeezed it gently.

"Let's get you back to the motel and we'll try to figure out what's going on." Dean knew he couldn't let Sam walk to the car, not the way he looked. "Wait here I'll get the car." Dean started to walk away then looked back at Sam. "I mean it Sam, you wait here, don't you go taking off on me."

Motel room

When they got back to the motel Dean made Sam take a shower. At first he resisted saying he was destroying evidence, evidence the cops might need to arrest him. But Dean insisted and Sam finally relented, too tired to argue. Dean shoved Sam's bloody clothing into a bag. When Sam was finished showering he pulled on a pair of jeans then came out and sat on the bed.

"Okay Sam tell me what you remember."

Sam ran his hands through his wet hair as he tried to think back.

"I remember….I was dreaming that I was following some woman….I remember she was scared and kept looking back at me….Then….I woke up and looked at the clock it was three…" He looked over at Dean with tears in his eyes. "I walked over and stood over your bed…. I wanted to kill you Dean…" Tears ran down his face. "I don't know why but I wanted to kill my own brother."

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