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Double Trouble

Chapter 23 – Monster Revealed

Dean woke as he heard his brother moaning in his sleep. He looked over and saw Missouri rise from the chair and place a hand on Sam's forehead. She murmured soft words to him which seemed to help as Sam settled back into sleep.

"How is he Missouri?" Dean asked as he sat up and stretched carefully. He had to admit, his ribs were feeling better and the inflatable cast was much more comfortable than the last one he had.

"His fever is down and I checked his wound…it's looking better but I'd like to apply the salve once more in a little bit. Now that you're awake…I think I'll go grab myself a nap. You know where everything is…just help yourself!"

Dean smiled as he watched the older woman leave the room. Looking at the clock, it was almost lunch time…he couldn't believe he had slept in. "Hey little brother, it's time you started to wake up and face the day…how about I go see what I can find in the way of food for us huh?"

Dean watched as Sam slowly opened his eyes. He blinked as if he wasn't sure where he was. "Dean?" Sam whispered.

"Yep…that would be me…your super big brother!" Dean smiled as he saw Sam grin slightly.

"Don't break your other arm patting yourself on the back big brother!" Sam said lightly

"So, how about some scrambled eggs and toast Sammy? I don't know about you, but my tummy is telling me it's lunch time."

"Your tummy is always looking for food Dean…ah, where is Missouri?" Sam vaguely remembered her presence during the night. A few times, he could have sworn he felt her enter his mind, calming the nightmares that plagued his sleep.

"She went to get her beauty sleep…you're stuck with me for a while kid. Although after Missouri gave you your sponge bath last night, I can understand if you want her here instead." Dean savored the look of horror on Sam's face.

"Dean…you're kidding me right…tell me she didn't give me a bath…where the hell were you?" Sam struggled to remember, surely he'd remember something like that wouldn't he?

"Well, I was in the tub with you doing your back while she did your front…" Dean laughed at the look on his brother's face.

"Ok…you know what Dean, lets never discuss this again…I mean it…it didn't happen!" Sam shook his head. He wasn't sure if Dean was pulling his leg or not, but if he wasn't…well, he really didn't want to live with that particular picture in his mind going forward.

Sam yawned, he was still tired…but he wasn't in a hurry to go back to sleep. He didn't want to go back to the darkness that lived within his mind. He couldn't explain it, but he sensed that something was close by and somehow it was getting to him in his dreams.

"Hey little brother, where did you go?" Dean watch with concern as he saw the fear and confusion flow into his brother's eyes.

"Hmm…it's nothing, I just…I feel like something is not right. I can't explain it Dean, but I'm afraid…if I fall asleep he'll be waiting for me." Sam didn't like admitting he was afraid, but it had slipped out. He looked away from Dean not wanting to see the pity in his eyes or worse yet, the disgust.

"Sammy, look at me. I don't know what's going on in that freaky brain of yours, but whatever it is, we'll fix it. I know you're tired and I know that your psychic force field is not working right. But Missouri says that as soon as you have rested, your force field will be fully functional again."

"Dean…you've been watching Star Trek again haven't you? I'm not the Starship Enterprise and Scotty certainly isn't going to be able to fix the force field in time to repel the Klingons." Sam stopped as he saw his brother's jaw drop.

"God, no wonder you never get the chicks…you're a closet Trekkie!" Dean pretended to shudder as Sam punched his good arm.

"Jerk"

"Bitch"

Just as the boys were going to begin another round of banter, the doorbell rang. Dean looked at Sam and smiled. "And that…would be Bobby coming to the rescue! Will you be ok while I let him in?"

"I'm not a baby Dean…go ahead and let Bobby in before he wakes up Missouri!" Sam huffed.

Dean quickly left the room to let Bobby in. As soon as Dean left, Sam began to feel unsettled. He couldn't figure it out, when Dean was near, he felt almost like his old self, but when Dean left, his fear began to rise. "Damn it, I'm not afraid…whatever you are, you can just go back to hell or wherever it is that you call home!" Sam said as he tried to sit up on the bed.

As soon as he sat up, he felt the pain in his head increase along with the nausea that normally accompanied one of his visions. Sam grabbed his head and fell back onto the bed, trying to fight the darkness that was calling to him. But once again, his mind was too weary to put up much of a fight.

Sam could sense the evil within him rising to the surface again as the pictures from the past few days played once more in his mind. "NO! I did not do these things…it was the shape shifter, not me!

"Sammy, Sammy, Sammy. When will you learn that you bring evil with you no matter where you go. Look at all the people who have been hurt because of you. Your mother, Jessica, your father, your brother, Missouri…the list continues to grow."

"No, not my fault…Dean told me not my fault…Dean…help me!" Sam cried out for the one thing he knew could lead him from this darkness.

"Your brother will leave you Sammy…he will have no choice. He will see the monster you have become and leave!"

"You are lying…I won't believe…I can't believe!" Sam felt himself falling further into the darkness.

"If you want the pain to stop Sammy, all you have to do is come outside…come outside and I will make it all go away."

"Who are you, what do you want with me?" Sam demanded of the voice in his mind.

"All in good time Sammy, all in good time…by the way, don't bother trying to warn your brother. I can pull you back into this nightmare anytime I wish and there is nothing you can do to stop it…enjoy your nightmare Sammy…I know I will!"

Sammy fought against the nightmares that he knew would be coming, but in the end, he found himself trapped once more.

Dean and Bobby walked into the bedroom. "Hey Sammy, look who came by to…" Dean immediately noticed his brother's pain filled face. "Shit Sammy, I just left you for a minute!" Dean looked helplessly at Bobby.

"I don't understand Bobby, he seemed fine a moment ago…Missouri has protected this room, but something is still getting to him…we need to find out what it is!"

Bobby cleared his throat as Sammy's actions seemed to confirm what his nose had told him as he entered the house. "Well Dean, I can tell you what we're dealing with here…although I'm not sure what kind yet…but hell, didn't you smell it when you opened the door to let me in?"

"Smell…what the hell are you talking about Bobby?" Dean was getting frustrated, he needed an answer so he could take action…he hated this waiting game.

"Dean, I smelled sulfur while I was waiting for you on the porch…you may have charms and spells set up to repel most supernatural things, but there is a demon close by and it has found a way to get to your brother."

TBC

Raven524: Since the site was so flakey, here is a bonus chapter for you all. Hope you all enjoy it…next chapter should be tomorrow night. See Ya!