Alright folks, this is the second part to this tragic love affair. Hope you enjoy it. And for the record can you PLEASE stop telling me to get a beta.
Part Two
"Come here Sam, it's time we had a little chat!"
"No not again, please never again!" Sam pleaded.
"Whats a matter Sammy. Do you miss your family? They don't love you like I love you, no one will ever love you like I do Sam! NEVER! Not John, not Dean, not some broad you marry, no one. But then again who, other than the man who took you in and gave you roof over your head, who would love a fucked up piece of trash like you!" The venom dripped of his words, pooling on the carpet.
"Shut up! You don't know what your talking about, your drunk!" Sam screamed through his bedroom door.
"Oh but Sammy I do know what I'm talking about. See I knew your father, and from the moment your mother died, he despised you! He hated you so much, he left you in the care of me. Now does it sound like he loves you? Oh and don't forget little Dean, pour kid must be loving all the attention he's getting now that you haven't been in the picture for quite some time! He's obviously Johns favorite, I mean really Sammy. How can you honestly think that he LOVES YOU!" He scream back at Sam.
"No...leave me alone. Please not again!" Sam thrashed in the bed.
"Sammy, time wake up dude. It's only a nightmare." Dean spoke, placing to strong hands on shoulder shaking him.
"Not again!" Sam screamed as he jolted upright, knocking Dean flat on his ass.
"Ow-www." Dean whined as he rolled onto his stomach.
"Dean, is that you?" Sam whispered from his position on the bed. Knees pulled to his chin, head resting on them.
"Yeah Sammy it's me man. You okay?" Dean asked. Sam was fine when left to go take a leak, and when he came back...fear was the only word to explain it.
"No not really." Sam sobbed.
"Oh Sammy you know it was just a bad dream." Dean said crawling back onto the bed.
"No Dean. It wasn't just another fucking nightmare. It was a fucking memory, one of many that I get the pleasure of re-living for the rest of my fucking life!" Sam raged.
"Okay, just take a chill." Dean tried to calm down Sam "Do you want to talk about it? About any of it?"
"No. I think I'm gonna go take a shower." Sam stated as he got out of the bed.
"Sam it's 3:30. Come back and try and get some more sleep, you have an early class today. And you know if we wake Rai up one more time she'll kill us both!" Dean commented.
"I know. I just feel so... so...dirty and gross. Like he was just here ya know?" Sam whispered.
"I know. I'm sorry I wasn't there to protect you." Dean whispered as he walked over to where Sam was. Wrapping his arms around Sam's waist. "I should have just shout him the first time I met him."
"You where what three?" Sam chuckled as he lent into the embrace.
"I'm gonna kill both of you!" Rai screamed from her room.
The two story house they shared, had all three bedrooms upstairs. One for each of them. But of course as Sam and Dean grow closer they began to share one room. So they turned the extra room into a spare bed, for when Rai's brother came to visit.
The walls to the normal sized home, were paper thin.
"Go back to sleep Rai. You can kill us tomorrow." Dean spoke leading both him and Sam back to the bed.
"Dean, I'm sorry."
"Sammy, I don't have anything to be sorry for. I understand you went through a horrific tragedy, I'm here for you. As your brother, lover, friend whatever you want me to be, boy I'm yours." Dean confessed.
"Thank you." Sam whispered as he snuggled close into Deans chest.
It had been 7 years since John had seen or heard from his sons. He had finally tracked them down to a small town up in southern Manitoba. I wondered if Sammy had grown to be taller, the kid was practically as tall as him last time he saw him. And what if Dean found his happiness at school? The kid was smart he just need some guidance, which John was sure Sam would be willing to give. As he entered the small city of Brandon at 7:00 am, he wondered what Dean would do if he knew he were there. If he knew what he had to do? If he knew what all Sam was capable of?