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Blood Moon

Chapter twenty two

"I'm sorry Sam but we don't have a choice, we have to inject Dean's blood during the full moon when the virus is at its most potent phase." Bobby explained.

Sam looked over at Dean.

"Dean….I don't want to turn again…I can't go through that feeling again….You don't know what it's like…" Tears glistened in Sam's eyes.

"Sam it will be okay. I'll be here, Bobby will be here…you won't be alone and this time it's going to work."

"I don't know Dean…I don't know if I can go through it again…. I tried to fight it last time but I could feel it growing in me….the hate …the rage…and finally all I could think about was killing….and it didn't matter who."

"Well this is the last time you have to go through it. Next full moon it ends."

"Can you promise me that Dean that it will end? And if it doesn't, will you promise me that you'll end it for me?"

"Sam, let's not go through this again."

"Just promise me Dean and it's the last time I'll bring it up. Bobby said the immunity should start working almost immediately, but if you can tell that it's not working, I want you to kill me while I'm still turned, it will be easier for you that way."

Dean hesitated and then said what he knew his brother needed to hear, even though he didn't know if he could go through with it.

"Okay Sam, if it doesn't work I'll take care of it for you."

"Promise?"

"Promise." It was the hardest promise Dean ever had to make, he prayed he wouldn't have to keep it.

Later

Dean and Sam spent the next month helping Bobby rebuild some of the cars in his junkyard trying to keep their minds off what they knew was coming, each one dreading the next full moon but neither wanting to bring up the subject. Dean was worried about what was going to happen if the antibodies in his blood didn't work and Sam was worried whether or not Dean would keep his promise

Early evening – the night of the full moon

All day both brothers paced nervously each trying to put up a brave front in front of the other. As the sun went down Sam reluctantly left them chain him to the bed. He swallowed hard and blinked back tears, he was scared to death. Dean did what he always did when he was scared, he joked. But Sam could see right through his charade, he knew Dean was as scared as he was. Sam finally looked up at his brother.

"Dean if this doesn't work…you know what to do."

"It's going to work Sam don't worry." Dean didn't want to think about the promise he had made. How could Sam expect him to kill his own brother? He'd rather die himself then do that. Dean and Bobby both stood by Sam's bed as the moon slowly rose in the sky. Sam at first began to moan then began thrashing around in the bed as wave after wave of pain shot through his body. Tears ran down his face, he was terrified. But soon the fear past and the rage set in. He looked at them and they could see the hint of yellow in his eyes as his face twisted into a mask of hate and rage.

"It's time Dean." Bobby said as he went to the refrigerator and brought over the tube of blood. He filled the syringe with the blood then looked at Dean. "If you know any prayers now would be a good time to say them." Bobby had no idea if the antibodies would work; he knew all they could do was try it was the only hope they had.

Dean reached over and grabbed Sam's arm and held it steady for Bobby who quickly stuck the needle in a vein and pressed the plunger. Once the blood was in Sam both Bobby and Dean stepped back and prayed for a miracle. Sam, his body now covered in sweat, continued fighting the restraints with every ounce of strength he had to free himself.

Ten minutes later

Sam's head suddenly flew back and he gasped in pain as his body began to go into convulsions and his eyes rolled back in his head.

"Bobby what's going on?" Dean began to panic.

"I don't know." Dean could tell Bobby was as scared as he was. "This is the first time we've tried this and I have no idea what to expect."

Sam was visibly becoming weaker and weaker as he began gasping for air. Then suddenly his body arched up on the bed then went limp and his head fell to the side. He gasped in one last breath then lay still.

"Bobby it's killing him!" Dean began reaching for his brother. "He can't breathe!" Dean started to lean down to perform CPR but Bobby quickly grabbed his arm and yanked him away. "Let me go!" Dean struggled to pull himself away.

"Dean I can't! If you get his saliva in your mouth you'll be infected!"

"I don't care! I'm not letting my brother die now let me go!"

"Dean he's peaceful….he's not suffering. Let him go…it's what he would want."

"Noooooo!" Dean began to sob as he looked at his brother's body. He knew Bobby was right it was what Sam would want, but it wasn't what he wanted.

"He's at peace Dean…..I'm sorry…. I'm sorry it didn't -work; we did everything we could for him. But he told you himself he didn't want to live like that."

"I can bring him back Bobby….Please just let me try to bring him back."

"Dean." Bobby spun Dean around till he was looking at him. "It's for the best. Sam wouldn't want to live like that, you know that. He wanted to end it himself last month and he wanted you to end it for him if this didn't work. Its better it happened this way…..you'll see. It's what Sam would want, you know that. Deep inside you know this is for the best."

"Oh God Bobby…." Tears ran down Dean's face, tears he didn't try to hide. He looked back at Sam who looked so much younger then his true age. His face now had a peaceful look to it. "I'm so sorry Sammy….I'm so sorry…." Dean sobbed as he undid Sam's restraints then crawled into bed with him and pulled him into his arms.

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