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Summary: Letters written by Sam during his time at Stanford. Plz R/R I need feedback

A/N: this is completely made up from a dream that I had, only I'm not in this. Thank you to my wonderful beta Flaming Telepaths I heart you!

Key:

thoughts

Telepathy:

'Dean to Sam' 'Sam to Dean'

'Caleb to Dean' 'Caleb to Sam'

'Dean to Caleb' 'Sam to Caleb'

Chapter 4

Last time:

…The Guardian stood up and gazed around the room, silently promising that he would personally see to it that the one responsible for harming his boy would be taken care of. Personally.

Now:

By the time they arrived at the farm, Joshua had already set up everything he needed to analyze the dart and hopefully make an antidote. Caleb carried Sam in and laid him on the bed while Dean helped Mac to set up an IV to keep Sam nourished while he was unconscious.

Jim watched Joshua run the sample of the drug[making sure that he didn't accidentally inject himself. He sighed and thought about the letter he had received from Sam. It hurt him to know that something was wrong and not be able to tell Dean anything about it.

Jim couldn't believe that someone had gotten close enough to shoot that dart or even rig something to shoot it. "Jim!" he was shaken from his thoughts by Joshua's shout. He quickly moved from the door to Joshua's side.

"What is it?" Jim didn't like the troubled look on Joshua's face. By the time the others had entered, having heard Joshua shout for Jim, Dean looked like he was going to have a fit and attack Joshua for making them wait this long.

"I've actually seen this before, only not in such a concentrated amount. It's a very rare and complex potion, used by witches to cause pain to men that have rejected them. It causes extreme fever accompanied by muscle spasms. The problem is that it takes three days to make the antidote but…" He trailed off looking at Dean with sympathy and pain.

"But what?" Dean was bordering hysteria thinking of all the possible outcomes, "And who would know that Sam was even going to be with us? And when did he reject a witch?"

"The fever will get bad. Really bad… In other words it will kill him before I can make it." Dean sat down heavily. Mac, Jim, and Caleb paled and tears welled in their eyes. They couldn't believe that they were going to loose, as everyone considered Sam, their baby. Standing up from where he had sat in shock, Dean glared with new determination that only came about when Sam was in danger.

"What do you need?" Joshua was actually surprised that Dean was willing to accept his help and found that he didn't really care. He wanted Sam better, just like the rest of them.

"I have the Odessa root and the Van Van oil. We just need three drops of the infected blood, 2 drops of his mother's and father's blood each, wormwood and a vomit inducing agent." At the mention of needing Mary's blood, everyone visibly sagged.

"How can we get Mom's blood?" Dean looked thoroughly defeated; "We have the rest and how about Dad? He never answers his phone when he's on a hunt!" By now Dean was ready to take a plane anywhere to help his baby brother. Caleb actually rolled his eyes at Dean.

"Deuce, chill out. We don't need your parents." They all looked at him like he was crazy.

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Fire. Heat. Pain.

Dean! Sam sat up with a gasp. Blinking he looked around for his brother and Caleb. He was in a field that stretched on forever. In the distance there were smoldering cars and abandoned vehicles.

"You aren't the one I wanted!" Sam turned quickly and got into a fighting stance. Standing there was a women. She was about five foot four with long black hair. She wore jeans and a black t-shirt. By the look on her face Sam could tell that she was pissed.

"Who are you?" he asked " What did you want with my brother?" her sea green eyes widened and she began to laugh evilly.

"Well, well, well, you must be Sammy." Sam slowly backed away while trying to get a grasp on what was happening. "Now what are you doing here? Deanie said that you were away at school in California." It suddenly hit him.

"You're the one. You were going to drug him because he rejected you." His vision actually made sense now. He had thought that the demon was going to kidnap and torture Dean, but it was just a witch.

She glared and threw a fireball at him. Sam dodged but got hit in the shoulder.

"He was all over me until his friend told him that you called and were freaking out." She stalked over to where he was and threw him to the ground. "So it's really your fault that I had to do this, but since you're here I can torture you instead of Deanie and this is going to make him suffer even worse than what I originally had in mind." She flicked her wrists and vines tied Sam to the ground. She powered up another fireball and threw it at his leg.

'Dean' 'Dean'

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'Dean' 'Dean'

Dean and Caleb looked up from where Joshua had the antidote simmering. They were waiting for Joshua to add Dean's blood to the antidote. Caleb had actually had the bright idea of using Dean's blood instead of Mary and John's because he had both in him. They looked over at Sam hoping that he had woken up. They were disappointed to find that he hadn't.

"Sammy?"

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Mac,

Hey, I am sorry that I ignored you when you came to graduation freshman year. I was so stupid in thinking that I could forget you guys and push you out of my life. Please forgive me. I wrote this for Dean, so I hope you can give it to him at some point.

My Brother

I have to go

But would love to stay

These things in life

Don't go my way.

You'll be fine

On your own

I made sure of it.

One day I'll be home

You can be sure.

Your heart will grieve

Till you find the cure.

Be safe my brother

I'll find you soon.

Love,

Sam

TBC...

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