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Dean still couldn't sleep. Even though he knew his brother was going to be alright… That he was awake and knew his own name. And hell... even knew his big brother was still alive… he still couldn't put himself at ease and rest. He should have been so tired he'd fall over with a harsh gust of wind but as he sat next to his brother, his back leaned up against the head board to keep a better view of Sam's now sleeping form, there was no sleep coming his way. He had tried earlier and nothing came. Now he was wide-awake and the only thing he could do now was look through his fathers journal with the dull light from just outside the motel window. The sun was starting to come up and it lit up the room enough for Dean to read without a flashlight. He had to find a way to protect Tracy's house so she could go back to it
The salt on the doors and windows would work for a little while but he wasn't sure if it would work or not if Organa tried to waltz in with someone else's body.
There had to be something in his father's journal that he could use… a spell or a marker.
Dean's attention was shifted when he heard a hitch in his brother's slow evened breathing. Sam groaned and shifted on his side of the bed. Rolling from his side to his back and taking a deep yawn before letting his eyes flutter back open.
Dean looked down at Sam and the two connected eyes for a brief moment before Dean turned his gaze back to the journal.
He didn't know why he turned away. He had waited and searched so hard for his brother but for some reason he couldn't look him in the eye. He still saw too much hurt and pain resting in them and even though it wasn't anyone's fault... Dean knew he was the reason for it.
"Go back to sleep Sammy. You need your rest…" Dean said quietly so as to not wake the girls.
Sam took in a deep husky breath and let it out slowly but never took his eyes off his brother.
Dean could feel his big brown eyes burning a hole right through him and as if his own hazel ones would stop the beam of "fire" he turned to look back at his brother.
"You should sleep too…" Sam's voice was scratchy … and whether it was from sleep or nearly being choked to death Dean wasn't sure.
"I've slept enough lately don't you think?" Dean let his trademark smirk show through for a second before realizing his words may not have faired well with the younger Winchester and turned his eyes away again to avoid the hurt that he was sure grew back.
Sometimes humor as his defense mechanism didn't earn him any brownie points in Tact.
"Well anyways…" Dean added, avoiding confronting his last comment. "You should rest. Big day tomorrow."
"Big day?" Sam asked while rubbing his eyes tiredly some more. He was still trying to stay awake for just a few more moments with his brother. "What are we doing?"
Dean closed his dad's journal and looked down at his sleepy brothers face. "Well first of all little brother… a large breakfast in your honor. I hate to say it but it might be at a crumby dirty diner. I didn't see an IHOP last night on our way to the middle of nowhere. But you need to eat. You look like a bag of bones."
"I'm ok…" Sam said with a smile. He certainly missed his brothers concern for him. Dean had noticed he wasn't taking care of himself… what he didn't know was that Sam vowed to do so before they found each other. "Dean?"
"Mmm…" His brother said... His head still leaning on the backboard and his eyes were now closed.
"I still don't understand… I still feel like I might wake up at any minute and you wont be here."
"I'll tell ya all the details after you get some sleep Sammy but I promise you I'll be right here next to you when you actually DO wake up... for real… now get some sleep or I'll knock you out."
Sam continued to smile at his brother's playful threat and let his eyelids slip shut. "You wouldn't…"
"Try me Sammy. Oh… and stay on your said of the bed. If I wake up with any drool on me that's not my own you are going to get a rather cold and wet wake up. I'm sure I can find a bucket of water around here somewhere."
Sam lifted an eyelid. "You drool?"
Dean actually smiled at the mini comeback from his half asleep sibling.
"Go to sleep Sam…"
"Yes sir…"
Dean watched his brother for a while, making sure he was long asleep before sliding down the bed letting himself finally fall into a refreshing slumber.
Sam awoke with a start and sat up quick. His right hand went straight to his head while the other held his upper body up off of the uncomfortable mattress.
More Dreams… This time was actually a good one… he had his brother back. Man it felt so real.
But it was just a dream… right? That couldn't have happened. It just wasn't the Winchester luck.
Sam's head pounded hard but he fought the pain and worked up the courage to open his eyes and accept the onslaught of sunlight he could feel was waiting for him on just the other side of his eyelids.
With a slight wince and a hiss he accomplished his mission and let his eyes wander the room.
The same room from his dream…
And with a slight turn to the right with his head he could see a sleeping form right next to him.
Dean…
Sam shook his head slightly. He couldn't even trust his own mind anymore.
The younger Winchester reached a hesitant hand over to the body resembling his brother. Dean was lying on his stomach, a common sleeping habit of his, with his face turned towards Sam. A realization came to Sam that Dean probably watched over Sam until he let himself sleep as well. It would be a "Dean" thing to do.
Finally after letting his hand hover over his brothers back a few seconds, Sam pushed a shaky finger into his brother's shoulder blade.
A release of breath could be heard through the room. The form next to him was indeed real and even though Sam felt he couldn't trust his own brain lately… he was sure on most of his other senses and touch was considered a winner at the moment.
The slight touch was all it took for Dean's eyelids to flutter open, landing on his little brother who was now sitting up and extracting his hand from his direction.
"Sammy… ya ok…?" he murmured out with sleep still lacing his voice. Dean was normally a light sleeper but more so lately. His hunter instincts were on high alert to protect everything around him and last night when sleep didn't come so easily to him it was his duties instilled in him at a very young age that were to blame.
"Uh… yea." Sam replied sheepishly. He was caught in the act and although Dean wouldn't mention it he knew his older brother was aware of Sam's hesitance towards him.
"How's your head?" Dean rolled onto his side and pulled himself into a half sitting half leaning position to keep facing his brother. He used one arm to hold his tired body up from the bed and the other one to rub sleep from his eyes.
"Still hurts."
"Yea well… the barn may have looked like it was going to fall down at any second but that beam the back of your head met put up a nice fight."
"Dean how did you find me? Please tell me what happened. I can't wait any longer." Sam ignored his brother's attempt at humor and was now wide-awake and eager to pull all the information out that he could.
"Shower first." Dean replied and pulled himself from the bed, standing up and stretching the sleep out of his muscles. "Then we'll talk."
"Dean."
"Sam not now… I have to compile the events ok? We'll all get ready and then discuss this over breakfast… you know… like I said last night."
"Fine." Sam said in an exasperated tone.
Last night he just accepted his brother was there… but now in the daylight and after some sleep his patience was thin. Besides… if there was one thing that bothered Sam the most it was lack of information.
Sam let himself lay back down and sighed. Looking over he saw the girls were still asleep. Or at least pretending to be. Well… pretending or not… Sam was next for the shower.
"Dean I can cut my own food ya know…" Sam whined as he watched his big brother cut his blueberry pancakes into "Easy-to-shovel-in" Portions.
"I'm sure you can… I was the one that taught you how to use a knife remember?" Dean looked up from the pancakes and gave off a shit-eating grin.
"Funny… I don't remember it being a butter knife."
"Details Sam… Details." Dean smirked and put down the knife and fork. "But I want to make sure you eat every last bite."
"Dean cutting it for me is not going to make me any hungrier."
"Eat" Dean was done talking about the subject… or at least was out of smart ass things to say and pointed a finger down at the plate to get his point across.
"Fine…" Sam gathered a fork full of little sliced pancake pieces and shoved it into his mouth. He leaned foreword towards Dean to make sure he SAW he was eating in an annoying kid brother kind of way. Dean half expected Sam to stick his tongue out and go "See!" in a kidlike voice.
Dean kept the grin on his face while he watched Sam swallow the mouthful of pancake.
"Now…" Sam said while reaching for a swig of milk to wash it down. "Its your turn… Spill."
"Ok Alright. What did Organa tell you?"
"Tell me?"
"Yea"
"How do you know she said anything to me…"
"I know you Sammy and I know her kind… she egged you on. What did she say?"
Dean glanced over to Jenn and Tracy's table quickly to make sure their conversation wasn't being eavesdropped on. He saw the understanding in Jenn's eyes when he asked for some privacy with Sam for breakfast but Tracy seemed unsure… possibly still very afraid and it took Dean pouring the salt shaker out in front of their booth for her to actually sit down at the table.
Sam was hesitant to admit the terrible things that he believed without question… that he was the reason Dean was gone… that I was all his fault.
"Sam…"
"Yea… She uh… Told me I was the reason you were dead."
"Why did she think I was dead? Hell why did YOU think I was dead? You left me in a coma…"
Sam paused before setting his fork down on the table slowly and leaned back into the torn vinyl diner seats.
"Uhh... Dean? I have to tell you something…"
"Oh this is starting out wonderfully…" Dean muttered and glanced around the Diner before resting his eyes on his little brother. Sam didn't normally hide things... at least for long and if he held it for a while then it must be something big.
"You know those dreams I'm having?"
"No not at all" Dean replied a bit more sarcastic then he should have
"Dean!" Sam scolded. This was no time to make fun of the situation.
"Oh those dreams…"
"Urg… listen... this may sound stupid but I had one back when I thought you were…"
Dean noticed the hesitation his little brothers voice and knew he was having problems actually saying the word "Dead." He got the point and helped him out a little… nodding at his brother and motioning to continue.
"Carry on…"
"I uh… I had a dream that… it felt like… It felt like you were gone. I saw them turn off the monitors in it… It was so real."
"But it was a dream Sam…"
"Well it was more then that… I .. I kinda FELT you go ya know? It FELT like you had died and I thought… I just knew…"
"That's kinda freaky Sammy."
"I know… It was. I didn't even question it Dean... ya know? It was just one of those feelings. I guess maybe it meant something else. That you WERE gone but only from the hospital? I don't know."
"Sammy we're gonna have to talk about these whacked out dreams of yours… seriously." Dean continued. He to was avoiding direct eye contact with his little bother. They didn't get in depth very often and this was feeling about as deep as the Atlantic.
Sam was getting fidgety and wished this conversation was over with. He didn't want to relive it and Dean wasn't making this easy.
"You probably saw Dad turning off machines…"
Sam looked up at Dean with raised shocked eyebrows…
"What?"
"You heard me." Dean flung his arm over the back of the chair and leaned against the window, putting one of his legs up on the bench of the booth.
"Dad?"
"Mm hmm"
"He was there!" Sam just couldn't believe it!
"In the flesh."
"I… I can't believe it! Was he ok! Where has he been!"
"I don't know…" Sam couldn't help but notice Dean was too calm about all of this! They were looking all over for their father and he turned up to save Dean but wouldn't simply answer a cell phone!
"Don't know! DEAN!"
"Sammy I don't know ok! He "Woke" me up and then ran off in normal Dad fashion. I didn't have a chance to get answers."
"Damn it! How did he know! I never called him…"
"That's an other thing we're going to discuss at a later date. He found out somehow. You know dad… knows all, sees all…"
"Yea wonderful…"
"He came in and saw me… he thought I was dead. I guess I should have called him after that St. Louis fiasco with the shape shifter. He actually thought it was you he was going to see. Not me. And Oh god it was almost one of those…"Moments!" Dean raised his hand to make "Quotations" with his fingers.
"Dean back on track… What did he do? To wake you?"
"Oh… it wasn't a coma Sam."
"I know that… she uh... she said that. Organa said she cursed you into suspended animation."
"That's pretty much it. Why did you need me in this conversation by the way? You know the answers." Dean smiled at this little brother as he started to glower at his now cold pancakes.
"He knew the counter curse?"
"Apparently…"
"Thank god."
"Yes seriously! Pass me the ketchup…" Dean added while grabbing his fork and continuing to eat his food. He was hoping his actions would stall Sam's continuous questioning but he underestimated his brother's knack for constant annoyance.
"Why didn't you call me Dean!"
"Well at first the thought didn't occur to me… I don't really know if I was thinking straight anyways. I was still feeling the after affects of a concussion and I had some pressure from a certain nurse."
"Jenn"
"Mm hmm… She wanted to go with me and we ended up on some wild goose chase for some of our "Playmates" to prove to her things were dangerous around us and that she should stay away. But she was there when dad did his little mumbo jumbo so I don't know… she felt she needed to come… she staked a vamp though…" Dean shoved some more scrambled eggs into his mouth and reached over to take an other swig of his orange juice while he took a break in his explaining.
"She staked a Vampire!" The younger Winchesters eyes went wide at the information.
"Mm hmm… Shocked the shit outta me too... of course we had to hightail it outta dodge before the nest came after us… but yea. She got one. She's a pistol I swear."
"Do you like her?"
Dean swallowed his last bite hard at the surprise of Sam's last question and lifted his gaze to his Brother. A "Screw face" lit his features… like he had just caught whiff of a week old banana peel.
"No… no not like that. She's different… I dunno… kinda sister like…" Dean resisted the urge to say "Eww" in his response and left his answer at that. No he didn't like Jenn and he was serious about the reason.
"Ok. Well… Still Dean. How could you NOT have thought to call?"
"Well Samuel if I had my phone it might have sprung to mind sooner… I did eventually try but I guess your phone went dead or some shit… of course its my luck."
"That was you…"
"Huh?"
"Someone called when my phone went dead. I thought it was the hospital calling… about…. You…"
"Lovely depressing thought." Dean added.
"Yea… it was the same area code so…"
"I was on Jenn's cell phone that's why. Anyways… we saw some news report on the missing women here an headed to Eerie… bumped into a librarian that was full of valuable information… and not just of the book kind… and I found you just in time."
"My hero..."
"Damn straight!"
Sam gave a lighthearted half smile and turned away. He was still a bit confused. So many things still needed to be put it on place. But the weirdest thing of all was having Dean back. He had sat next to his hospital bed for weeks hoping… wishing he could hear his brother laugh again… or even yell at him! And now that he was sitting right in front of him, highly enjoying his breakfast and still being Dean-like with hunter eyes flashing this way and that when he figured Sam wasn't looking, things just felt so weird. Sure he was overjoyed at having his Big brother back and safe… But he still couldn't shake the sadness and dread. Those emotions just wouldn't go away.
"So I guess you got my letter…" Sam blurted out… shaking himself from his thoughts. He was going to attempt to carry on the conversation and hope Dean didn't notice Sam's worried eyes and missing focus.
"Yea I did ya sappy bitch. Thanks for leaving my car though."
"Well I couldn't… uh… see myself driving it anymore… kinda missed it though."
"Yea I'd imagine ya did. What could have possessed you to rent a ford!"
At that moment Dean realized Tracy had been Eves dropping as she flinched at the word "Possessed". It wasn't exactly a good word at the moment to the young girl after what happened with her and the witch and Deans face lit up in an amused grin.
"Sorry." He called over and Tracy put a hand up and waved it signaling "Yea its fine"
"Moving on…" Dean took one last bite of a piece of bacon and then shoved the plate to the end of the counter.
"The Witch…" Sam filled in the blanks for his brother. It had to be their next topic of conversation. It was time to figure out how to get rid of her Evil Ass once in for all.
"Yep the Witch. I think we should call the girls over now."
Sam nodded and stood up to gather the "Team". Now that he had Dean back it was time to "hunt" once again. Sam was certain once they got into it and back to normal his worries and weird feelings would simmer down. Things would work themselves out.
But no one should ignore a strong feeling…
And Sam Winchester was going to soon learn why…
Sorry to leave it that way! And i'm sorry it was a lot of talk. Theres more brotherly mush later on but for now Sam and Dean were just trying to keep some semblence of "normal". Ya know.. typical Guy behavior... LOL Don't Admit your feelings! BAD! lol
Well anyways! I hope it wasn't too bad... i know there wasn't any action but thats soon to come again!
and i think i missed a few people in the replies! If i did i'm soo sorry! and thank you all for reviewing! I know i'm taking way to long with this story but... I hope everyone will be happy to know that i've already wrote the ending LOL so i DO plan on finishing it!
Enjoy! i'm gonna go eat my Pasta now! Possibly a Little Johnny Depp and Orlando Bloom for later... Going to see the Second Pirates tomorrow... My rehash the first movie!