Part 4: 'If you wanna get out alive, run for your life'
Sam and Dean are sitting in their motel room.
"I can't believe that you called up Whisker specialists" Dean says chuckling. Sam pulls a face then says
"I said Wesker on the phone...anyway this was a special number or something, there's no way I could have asked for a Whisker specialist" he pauses "Somethings not right". Dean grabs a bottle of beer then says
"They did seem kinda weird...anyways I need some sleep, night night psychic boy". Sam barely acknowledges him leaving the room.
The next morning, Sam goes into Dean's room and see that Dean's still asleep. He sighs
"Some things never change" he says to himself, before giving Dean a sharp swift kick. Dean shifts about for a few seconds then sits up.
"What?" he asks, looking annoyed.
"Let's go...well you need to shower first, but I'd like to make an early start". Dean looks up a the clock on the wall facing him.
"It's 6am and you woke me up...I've had like 3 hours of sleep"
"Well yeah, so have I...less even but we have to go now" Sam says impatiently. Dean looks like he's going to say something but he hesitates then finally says
"Sam...?". Sam looks at him questioningly. Dean thinks about what to say to him. Howdo I tell him? We have to trust each other again right? Does he trust me? Do I-
"Dean, you're my brother, you're not my favourite person, but I trust you...more than anyone" Sam says looking straight into Dean's eyes.
"What?..how did you...oh right the psychic thing" Dean replies.
"No..more of an intuition" Sam says innocently.
"Yeah.." Dean replies looking unconvinced. Sam looks at Dean and a feeling of rage passes through him.
"What's up Dean?...don't you trust me?!" he pauses "If I wanted to kill you in your sleep or something...trust me I would have done it by now...but I don't hate you, I don't think Mom or Dad would be pleased if we let a girl come between us, Come on Dean, we're better than that right?" Dean looks alarmed for a few seconds then he says
"Yeah...but that's not what I'm worried about" Dean says glancing at Sam, Sam motions for him to carry on "Ever since you left...that night it was like I couldn't hunt properly...Bobby said it was just a bad spell, but I knew it was much deeper than that...It's cos you weren't there Sammy sorry Sam and I thought I'd lost you...my baby brother and I..." Dean stops. Sam remains silent but deep down inside he's thinking: Why is he telling me this? I'm not sure I want to hear it. I can see how hurt he is but what about me?
"Look Dean, this isn't the time for this and I...I was able to hunt okay without you so...maybe it was something else...and Dean, you never lost me...you just didn't bother to find me" Sam says a tone of bitterness in his voice. Dean looks down at the floor with a defeated look on his face. Sam turns to leave, but all of a sudden they hear a door slam. Sam freezes.
"You locked the doors didn't you?" Dean asks looking at Sam, Sam's embarrased look gave him away.
"Grab something" Dean orders whilst grabbing a lamp and edging closer towards the door. Sam kicks open the door, Dean looks at him as if he is crazy.
"Dean..it's okay, it's Ruby" he says with a suspicious look in his eyes. Dean pulls a face then mutters
"Look innocent, but acts like a bitch" Sam raises his eyebrows but remains silent. Dean storms into the room and says
"What do you want?"
"I heard what you said back there you know, anyway I need to talk to you" Ruby says coldly. Dean's icy stare causes her to look at Sam and say
"Please..." despereately. Sam shrugs and says
"It's up to Dean...". Ruby shoots him a thunderous look. The room starts to shake and Ruby starts to tremble violently. Dean starts to back away, Sam however goes closer an odd look on his face. Before Sam can touch Ruby, Dean grabs hold of him and yanks him away from her. Ruby turns into a whirlwind of blue dust then disappeared. Sam and Dean stares at the spot where she had been standing a few seconds ago. They seem to be mesmerised. Dean snaps out of the spell first.
"What the hell were you playing at?" he hisses. Sam came out of his trance
"What?" he mumbled not really paying any attention. What happened just now? Why did I want to go with her? he thinks.
"Sam...are you okay? Come on we have to go now...things are getting serious" Dean says striding towards the door. He looks back at Sam for a few moments then he walks out of the room. He'll come when he's ready he says to himself. Sam, meanwhile is still confused about what's just happened. He hears a voice in his head. You wanted to come. Now's your chance to seek revenge. He ruined your life. Left you when you needed him the most. You know what you need to do. Finish it. You don't need him. Sam grabs his head and writhes about in agony.
"SHUT UP" he screams, "I'll never join you! Never! I won't kill Dean! I don't want revenge!" He cries in pain again and after what seems like hours Dean comes running in.
"Sam..there's no one here and...Sam? SAM" he runs over to him. He touches Sam's arm and the pain that Sam is feeling seems to get worse. Dean manages to drag Sam into the hallway. Sam stands up, the pain had gone. Dean looks at Sam and says
"Are you okay?" he pauses and Sam nods " Right, well if you wanna get out alive, run for your life Sammy". As they begin to run, the building starts to shake and the moment they leaves the building, blows up. Sam runs towards the car closely followed by Dean. As they drive away from the burning building, Sam turns to Dean and says
"How did you know...?"
"Well let's call it intuition" Dean says with a smile.
END OF PART FOUR