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Sam stared at his brother in dismayed shock. He couldn't believe this was happening. Not to Dean. No.

He swallowed.

"Dean?"

Dean jerked at the touch and swung his fists in self defense at Sam. Sam jumped back.

"Whoa, whoa!" He shouted in alarm. "It's me, Dean! It's Sam!"

Dean was too incoherent to respond. Sam struggled to hold him down as his brother struggled to control him. With fear in his eyes he realized that Dean needed a hospital. Sam couldn't care for his brother alone like this, as much as he wanted too. Thankfully he was near Bobby's. He picked up the phone and quickly told the old hunter what had happened.

"I need you to help me, Bobby," he continued. "To get him into the car. I'm not sure if I can handle him alone."

"Of course," Bobby said quietly, still abosorbing the shock that Dean was raped and beaten.

Tears had stained Sam's face as he answered the door. He had spent the last 15 minutes trying to control Dean. Trying to stop him from escaping. He was already exhausted and he knew this was going to be a long night.

Without saying anything Bobby had been smart enough to take a medical needle filled with morphine. he had figured Dean would be more violent than usual. He went over to Dean who was struggling against the rope that Sam desperatly tied around his wrist in desperat attempts to force him to stay on the bed and not hurt himself.

In quick motions Bobby gently stabbed Dean in the neck with the needle.

Finally Dean collapsed and Bobby untied the ropes.

Sam had stood, still shaking, during the process.

"Th...thanks," he whispered. "I...I've never seen him like this before."

"Well he's never been beaten half to death before." And probably raped. But Bobby decided not to press that issue. He was aware that Sam was already guessing what else probably had happened. Bobby's voice was grim as he spoke, his way of controlling his own shakyness. He gently picked up Dean and carried him to the back of the Impala. He explained his truck wouldn't be good for Dean to lie down in. Sam grabbed one of the bags to create a pillow for Dean.

Tears continue to fall as he got into the front seat. Bobby quickly offered to drive.

"You're doing the right thing, Sam," he said gruffly. "Getting him to a hospital."

Sam nodded, his body shaking.

"I just can't lose him," he said quietly. "Not after losing dad...and seeing him like this...how scared he was...it scared me you know?"

"Yeah...I know." Bobby decided not to tell Sam how much it unnerved him to see Dean struggling so violently to get loose, to the point that he had to sedate the young man. No wonder Sam was petrified. He pressed on the gas pedal.

It seemed like hours later when Sam was finally able to see Dean again. The doctors had concluded that Dean was indeed raped mulitple times as well as beaten rather severly. His ribs was broken and he had a mild concusion. It was lucky he hadn't drifted off into a coma. While the doctors were positive about the physical condition they were more negative about his mental progress.

"He might never recover from this," the doctor had to tell Sam. Sam closed his eyes. He had to remaine strong now, for Dean. Dean had remained strong so many times for Sam. Now it was his turn to return the favor.

But he couldn't help it. As soon as he saw his brother resting in the bed, hooked to machines and covered in scars and bruises, so weak and vulnerable, he broke down sobbing next to the bed and Bobby placed his hand gently on the youngest Winchester's shoulder.

"I'm so sorry Dean," he sobbed. "I'm so sorry."

TBC