Disclaimer: I don't own any of the Supernatural/Brotherhood characters. They belong to Eric Kripke and Ridley C. James respectively.
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.
I will be posting what was going on with Sam in the next chapter. Also I want to thank CMT1992 for the idea of Sam writing to Joshua. And of course, thanks to Flaming Telepaths for putting up with my rambling! 3 Samie
Key:
thoughts
Telepathy:
'Dean to Sam' 'Sam to Dean'
'Caleb to Dean' 'Caleb to Sam'
'Dean to Caleb' 'Sam to Caleb'
Chapter 7
Last time:
… He was just finishing when the door was thrown open and in ran John and Bobby.
Now:
Mac looked up in surprise. No, there was no way that John and bobby knew. They just couldn't. Unless…No. Jim wouldn't, he thought while trying to come up with a suitable lie to tell John for why he was taking blood out of his eldest son and why said son was unconscious along with Sam and Caleb.
"Mackland, I need that…" Joshua trailed off upon seeing John as he walked into the room. If Joshua was smart he would have turned around and ran out the door but he didn't causing John to round on him.
"What happened to them?" John hissed while glaring at anyone who dared to move. Joshua had a quick flash of foam dribbling from John's mouth. He glanced at Mac and Bobby, the latter doubled over laughing at Joshua's impersonation of a deer in the headlights. Thankfully for him, Jim had chosen that moment to enter the room.
"Johnathan, Bobby, what brings you here?" He asked in a calm and relaxed manner. Everyone looked at him like he was insane. Bobby, finally ceasing his laughter, walked over to the boys and squeezed each of their hands.
"What. Happened. To. Them?" John asked, punctuating each word with barely contained anger. Jim regarded him coolly and then turned his attention to Joshua.
"Finish the antidote." Joshua nodded, took the vial from Mac and walked back to the kitchen. John watched him walk off then rounded on Jim. Jim for the most part was not impressed. He was getting tired of John not being there for Sam and Dean while blaming everything he could on those around him. Jim silently regarded John for a while but was interrupted by Dean and Caleb gasping for breath as they sat up.
"Ace? Junior?" John started toward them but stopped when they glared at him and all but flew over to Sam. John watched as Caleb gently lifted Sam's torso so that Dean could sit on the bed. When he was situated Caleb lowered Sam down onto Dean's lap and then went to the bathroom where retching could be heard. Dean looked up from watching Sam as Joshua came into the room with a syringe full of muddy brown liquid. Glancing at John to gauge his response to him helping Sam, Joshua handed the syringe to Mac and went over to help Dean hold Sam down.
"He's going to seize for a couple moments after it's administered. But that's only because of it purging the foreign substance from his body," Joshua said while grabbing Sam's feet. Mac carefully administered the injection and they all waited as Sam started convulsing in Dean and Joshua's arms. (a/n: I would have added more detail but I am terrified of needles and would have started to freak. Sorry!) Dean was having a hard time controlling his urge to cry. 'Come on Sammy! Fight. Don't do this.'
Caleb walked back into the room and stared in shock. Sammy, the runt of the pack was looking more vulnerable than Caleb had even seen him, even more than the time Duran poisoned him. Caleb had to stop thinking then because an idea formed that he didn't like. He ran quickly from the room much to the confusion of the others. But just as quickly as he left he returned with Sam's laptop in his hands. As he entered the room he could feel something leave Sam. Caleb concentrated and found that Melanie was gone. Still, he was very concerned that Sam hadn't woken up yet.
'Damien?" Caleb looked up from Sam to Dean and was very shocked at how open he was being.
Can you reach him?
Caleb shook his head and Dean let out a choked sob. Sighing, Caleb sat down and got online. He slammed his fist onto the table at what he found. Bobby walked over and laid his hand on Caleb's shoulder.
"You okay Junior?" Caleb looked up at him and tried to keep the tears at bay.
"Sam said Melanie. And Deuce recognized her as the chick he was going to hook up with the night before Sam was poisoned. I think she might be related to the Elvira wannabe Duran had with him. She looks so much like her." Caleb looked around and saw stunned faces. He took notice that Sam had stopped convulsing. Caleb focused in on Dean's face and didn't like what he saw; nothing. The only time Dean hid absolutely everything was when he was hunting something that had hurt his brother. Suffice to say, Caleb was terrified because a quick second later it was replaced with a soft look as Dean's gaze settled on Sam. Gently, Dean moved Sam from his lap, placed him on the bed and got up. He regarded everyone silently and let his gaze linger on John.
"Watch over him." And the promise of what would happen to John if he failed had John nodding. "Damien, we're going to Texas." Dean turned and walked out the door with Caleb and, surprisingly, Joshua right behind him.
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It took them a little over eight hours to get down to the bar in Texas. When they got out of the Impala Joshua immediately went around back to head off anyone going that way. Dean and Caleb went into the bar via the front door and were unsurprised to find Melanie missing. Looking around, Dean spotted the bartender that was working the last time he was here. He casually walked over and sat at the bar while Caleb sat at an empty table beside the entrance. Looking down the back hall Dean noticed Joshua take position and nodded discreetly.
"What can I getcha?" Dean glanced at Caleb from the corner of his eye, then quickly locked eyes with the bartender. Dean pulled out the picture of Melanie that Caleb had drawn on the way here. Dean had to admit Caleb was great. The drawing looked as if someone had taken a black and white photo.
"You can tell me where I can find her." The bartender, who Dean had the vague memory of being named Eddie, looked down at it and then quickly looked away.
"I never seen her before." Dean nodded and made to walk away but quickly turned back and grabbed Eddie by the neck. Eddie's eyes grew comically wide as Dean slammed his face against the bar top. As if by cue Caleb and Joshua pulled out their guns and stood in the doorways. The few people that were in the bar sat completely still, even the people with their own guns. Dean dragged Eddie out from behind the bar and threw him on the floor. Caleb looked at Dean and sighed.
"Deuce!" Dean looked up at him while pushing his foot on Eddie's throat.
'He needs to be alive to tell us where the bitch is.' Dean sighed and released Eddie much to the dismay of Joshua, who was ironically enjoying helping Dean and Caleb.
"Dean," Joshua spoke from behind him. Dean turned around confident, that Eddie wouldn't get passed Caleb. "Tie him up. We'll take him with us." At Dean's wondering gaze, Joshua threw him a roll of duct tape he had found in the back room. Dean caught it and looked down at Eddie with a dangerous glint in his eyes as he started to rip off a piece of tape.
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Meanwhile:
John watched in silence as Dean, Caleb and Joshua left. Absent mindedly, he stroked Sam's sweat drenched hair. He couldn't believe that his baby might die and he could do nothing to stop it. John was startled from his reverie as Scout climbed up onto the bed and laid down beside Sam. John smiled as he remembered all the trouble Scout and Sam had gotten into over the years. Then he remembered the fight. I told him to leave and never come back. Now he might die and I never got to apologize. Tears slowly made their way down John's face as he pulled Sam into his arms and rocked him slowly. John pressed a kiss into Sam's hair and softly started to sing a song that he hadn't even thought about, let alone heard since Sam was sixteen.
Close your eyes baby boy
Everything's gonna be okay.
I can make the bad things disappear.
You will feel like new
Because Angels are watching over you.
Jim, Mac, and Bobby all stood quietly at the doorway watching with tears in their eyes as their friend fell apart while their baby was still dying in his arms. Jim continued to send prayers to whoever was listening that Sam wouldn't be taken from them again. He didn't think that any of them could bare it.
Rest your head on my heart
It will make you feel safe and warm.
My love will show you the way back home.
You will be alright
And I'm holding tight.
Angels are watching over you.
John placed another kiss on Sam's sweaty head and continued to rock him. Please. Don't take him from me. John looked up at the ceiling. Mary, don't let them take my baby from me, not when I finally got him back. John laid his head on Sam's. Please.
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'Hmph!' Eddie grunted when he hit the ground. Dean had driven the four of them to a little clearing in the woods. Caleb and Dean threw Eddie from the car as Joshua got a bag from the trunk. Eddie looked fearfully up at Dean and Caleb, causing Caleb much amusement. Here was a guy that had a good two inches and 250 pounds on Dean and he was trembling at the sight of him. Dean however was not amused.
"Where is she?" Eddie shook his head and tried to crawl away. He was, however, unaware that Joshua had moved behind him and was blocking his path.
"I don't know!" Eddie shouted, trying to evade the boys. Dean glared harder and held out a hand to Joshua. Joshua grinned coldly and reached into the bag. He pulled out a machete and handed it to Dean. Caleb hung back searching Eddie's mind as Dean lifted the weapon above his head.
No! Please! Caleb dug deeper past Eddie's psychic pleas and finally found what he was looking for.
"I got it!" Dean and Joshua looked over at Caleb who was grasping his temples in obvious pain. Dean looked down at Eddie and kicked him in the head, knocking him out instantly. Caleb briefly entertained the thought that had Sam not been the one in trouble, they would not have gone this far.
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"Turn left here!" Caleb shouted at Dean as they almost sped by the house that Melanie was occupying. As soon as Dean shifted into park they all jumped out of the car and crept up to the house. Dean peered into the window and saw Melanie mixing something on the coffee table. He motioned for Caleb and Joshua to sneak in through the side and back doors. When they were in position Dean, Josh, and Caleb kicked in the doors and stormed inside, guns immediately trained on Melanie. She looked up in obvious surprise that immediately turned into disgust. But her disgust quickly turned into panic as they moved closer to her and Dean clicked off the gun's safety.
"Why?" He asked her in a hard voice that betrayed no emotion. Melanie let out a shrieking laugh and stood up.
"Why?! You want to know why?"
"That would be why he just asked bitch," Joshua said coldly from behind her. Dean and Caleb briefly exchanged a glance, both wondering why Joshua cared so much. Melanie just glared as Joshua put the barrel of the gun against her right temple.
"Answer the question." Melanie must have finally realized the position that she put herself in and believed that they would kill her without blinking.
"It wasn't supposed to be him," she said in a rush as all three started to pull the triggers. Joshua moved his gun away from here head and motioned for her to continue.
"It was meant to be you." Caleb sucked in a breath as she stared at Dean. Dean was still unimpressed.
"Why?"
"Because you left me! I was all ready to have fun and you left because little brother called." Melanie seemed to have forgotten that there were three guns trained on her as she started pacing.
"I'm actually glad it was him. He deserved everything he got. After all, you were complaining about how wittle Sammy left you alone to follow his dreams," she mocked Dean's eyes widened as she spoke. He was starting to believe that it was his fault.
"It was obvious from what you told me that he doesn't care. I mean really, what is so great about having a normal life? Didn't you do a good enough job with him growing up?"
"Yeah. He did."
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Joshua,
Okay, I know that you don't like me but I need your help. The reason I am asking you is because you know about potions and stuff like that. I've been having dreams lately. Dreams about Dean. They are always the same. Dean gets shot with a dart. I don't know what is on it so this is where you come in. When he got shot he collapsed then started burning up roughly about 4 or 5 hours later he started to convulse in pain. Then after about 3 days he died. Do you have any idea of what it could be and how to save him?
Please Joshua! I can't lose my brother. Not after everything that I have done to keep him safe.
Call me if you can help,
Sam Winchester
650-555-3780
Joshua looked over the letter again, trying to ignore the evidence of Sam's dried tears on the page smearing some of the words. He stood up and went over to his bookshelf. Three hours later he found it. He had just reached for his phone when it rang. Mac's cell number flashed across the screen.
TBC...
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