AN: Sorry short chapter, the next one should be up by the latest Sunday, maybe Saturday depends on how I feel after work.

Thanks for the wonderful reviews and all the hits on the chapter, you really inspired me to get moving with this story.

THANKS to Charmed once again for the wonderful beta work, I don't know how I survived without a beta before

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Another month had gone by and Sam's body was continuously showing more and more side effects from the chemotherapy.

His lean frame becoming gaunt looking from the constant nausea, yet his cheek's were swollen from the steroids. His joints in constant piercing pain from the stress of the treatments. His enemies changing from the usual spirits and demons to the germs of everyday life. It was official, Sam was a full fledge cancer patient, nothing remained of the life he used to live. Everything had been wiped away,his dreams of a normal life, his desires. The disease had even taken his pride and his soul, nothing remained intact.

His tired body lay on the small couch in the living room with his knee's pulled into his chest just so he could fit on the small uncomfortable couch, while his body tried to continue functioning while it bottomed out. His hips had become painfully sore from constantly laying on one side or the other, his back too tender for any pressure on it.

He had noticed a disturbing itch on his back a few days ago, when he had looked there were two small red spots side by side. Thinking they were just bug bites he quickly dismissed them as nothing. Now a few days later he was beginning to wish he hadn't dismissed them so quickly for now there were not only two spots, but several adorning his back.The dark crimson red marks sent fear racing through his heart.At first they had just itched, but as the days went by the intense burning pain made it impossible to wear anything but loose clothing which still added no comfort.

The young hunter hissed in agony as he shifted, rubbing his back against the couch as he slowly got up. Shuffling slowly to the bathroom, feeling as if his bones were breaking with each agonizing step he took, sighing in relief when he finally reached his destination.

Shutting the door quietly he turned the lock so he wouldn't have any unwelcome visitors. He slowly started peeling his shirt off inch by inch cringing as it stuck to the middle of his back. Finally pulling the shirt over his head he turned to look at his back in the mirror. He couldn't help but stare in horror as he noticed that his 'bug bites' had popped, becoming raw open wounds while others of them were scabbing over. "Shit, well that's not normal" he muttered as he saw a few more scarlet spots appearing on his back.

"Sammy?"

Sam turned towards the door, carefully putting his shirt back on. Flushing the toilet so Dean would assume what he was just going , he didn't want to alarm his brother of this new development for he worried too much already.

"All yours" he mumbled, shuffling past his brother, back to the couch.

Dean couldn't help but notice the pain Sam was in, his movements slow, the agony showing in his hazel eyes. The plain Tylenol was just not working for the pain anymore, his Sammy needed something more.

"Okay, I'm going to go get some of your prescriptions filled" the older hunter said as he helped Sam sit back down, wincing as he heard his younger brother's bones crack, it was as if his brother had aged 100 years in the matter of two months.

"Okay" Sam replied as he lay back on his right side, facing the small television.

"I'll be back soon Sammy."

Sam watched as his brother left, taking a deep breath, trying to keep all the pain inside as a tear escaped. The pain making it impossible to keep the tears from falling down his swollen cheek's, the never-ending torture he was forced to endure day after day.

SOMETIME LATER

A loud knocking at the door finally stirred Sam from his slumber. He wasn't sure how long he was out for, but it was long enough that the burning pain had returned in his hip, causing him to limp more than usual as he slowly made his way to the front door.

The loud banging continued, "Ok Ok, I'm coming" Sam mumbled, annoyed at the person's persistence. Finally reaching the door, his eye's looked at the shadow of the figure through the glass, 'It can't be' he thought to himself as he slowly unlocked and opened the door, his eye's meeting the intense glare from his father.

'Oh shit' he thought to himself, fear engulfing his small figure, his hands starting to shake as he tried to find his voice.

"D-d-dad?"

AN: I know its super short, but the next chapter should be up Sunday, maybe sat.

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