1Kk..so I no I was evil last time..but this is my last chappy...so I hope its good

"Yes master, I will do just that."

Believing is deceiving

Schuyler exited the bathroom, her eyes now the blue color they were meant to be. She went and sat down in a chair across from Sam.

"Is..is he okay?"

"He's doing fine...he's my brother and I know him..he won't stop fighting." he only said those words to convince himself that Sam would be okay. He wouldn't need the hospital, only a doctor..a doctor where secrets didn't need to be kept from.

"Dean check his pulse."

Dean did as his father told him to. "Its fast dad..to fast."

"He is probably in shock..god dammit where is the freakin doctor." he was pacing the room now for a good 10 minutes and as soon as he finished his sentence a knock at the door was heard.

John jumped and ran to the door. He opened it to find both Jeff and Greg standing in front of him.

"Hey John, Jeff came to...where's Sam and the girl?"

"This way."

"Okay we'll look at Sam first."

They both went to Sam. Blood was everywhere. It covered Sam..and Dean because he still hadn't let Sam go..he never would. But he released his grasp for the doctors to check Sam. Gently placing him on his back on the bed, but never letting go of his hand. Sam still hadn't woken up.

"Okay...his stitches were torn but the wound doesn't look bad. Just need to clean it and re stitch it."

They were quickly together. Carefully cleaning Sam's wound and stitching it back up and placing a gaze over it. They then went to his back where the Shadow had clawed him.

"Okay..they aren't deep only one needs stitches..John do you have some holy water?"

"Yeah..right here."

He handed the bottle to Greg.

"One of you needs to hold him down..just in case."

"I'll do it." Dean shocked everybody. Sure he was the one who carried Sam to the car, into the motel and hadn't let go of him since but hold down Sam..stopping him from moving it would be hard for Dean if Sam screamed.

"Dean I don't know if-"

"No, dad. If I didn't go on a date he wouldn't have been able to sneak out. I would have caught him. And right now I'm gonna hold him. I know it'll be hard. I hate it when he screams but its to help him. I have to do it."

"De..Dean!? Where are you?"

Everyone looked at Sam who was turning on his stomach. He just woke up and had started screaming for Dean. John felt slightly jealous of Dean. He was Sam's dad why hadn't Sam called for him? He knew why but would never admit it.

"Shh. Sam I'm right here don't worry."

Sam seemed to settle down fast when Dean spoke to him.

"Sam we need to rinse the wounds on your back with holy water..its gonna hurt like a btch. But I'm right here. I'm gonna have to hold you done but you can squeeze my hand. Squeeze as much as it hurts okay?"

"Thanks Dean."

"No problem little brother...you ready?"

Sam nodded in response and squeezed his eyes shut. Dean took his place by restraining Sam. The doctors began to poor the water. Sam screamed bloody murder. It was muffled by the pillow but it was still heard. He squeezed Dean's hand and it showed considering his hand was now a good purple color. When they were done Sam still gripped Dean's hand but Dean released his hold on Sam. He didn't care his hand was numb he only cared that Sam was gonna be okay.

"Okay Sam now there gonna stitch you up okay?"

"URGG YEAH"

Sam's hold on Dean never lessened as they stitched him up. When he did Dean rubbed his fully numb hand.

"Dammit Sam! Got a good hold don't ya?"

Sam smiled slightly.

"Sorry" he mumbled.

"Aww its okay." he ruffled Sam's long shaggy hair playfully.

"Sam did you get hurt anywhere else?" Doctor Shan hadn't been filled in on all of Sam's injuries. But at this point Sam was drained and didn't have the energy to answer. He looked at Dean instead and nodded knowingly.

"His hand..his left hand..it was purple..I think it's broken."

"Okay let me..Oh my God !"

"What is it Jeff?"

"Greg look."

They both examined Sam's hand before Greg pulled out a blade.

"Whoa, what are you doing to my boy?" John looked at Greg who held the blade over Sam's arm.

"There's a lot of blood collected in his arm hence the amount of swelling. If we release the blood and fluid it should release the pressure on the broken bone. Then we can reline his bones and cat them..he's lucky nothing to serious."

"Yeah, lucky." Sam grumbled through the pain but it made Dean smile. His Sammy was back.

"Okay you ready Sam?"

"No." Sam closed his eyes again and Dean nodded before looking at Greg. Greg got the message and but a 2 inch incision. Blood, pus and other fluid leaked out immediately. Jeff grabbed a near by towel and placed it over the wound.

"MM.."

"Its okay Sam. Breathe through it. Here squeeze my hand..not to hard."

Sam smiled a little but grabbed Dean's hand nonetheless and squeezed. Dean's hand turned red before it again went purple.

"DUDE!"

"Urrgg. Shut ...up!"

"Hey sorry to break up your little chit chat but Sam we're gonna reline your bones..its gonna hurt but when we have it casted we'll give you some pain meds. Okay?"

"Yeah."

They quickly relined Sam's broken wrist and hand. Sam squeezed harder on Dean's hand and made Dean wince a little.

"Okay all done."

"Sam, there all done you can let go now..my hand is freakin dark purple."

Sam released Dean's hand with a smirk and grabbed the pain meds gratefully from Greg.

"Okay, now bed rest again..probably a week and a half and I want a check up then..we'll go from there."

"Man..I hate being in bed."

"To bad Sammy you ain't leaving this bed for the next week and half." Dean smiled teasingly at Sam.

"Jerk!"

"Btch!"

"What about Schuyler?"

Until then no one had mention her, they were to busy with Sam.

"Over here." she smiled but it wasn't full cause the pain in her cheek was to great.

"Ohh. Okay lets take a look shall we?"

Jeff walked over to Schuyler and began to examine her cheek.

"Well there's good and bad news?"

"What's the good news?"

"Your cheek isn't broken."

"And the bad?"

"You need 3 maybe 4 stitches."

"Aggh..will it hurt?"

"A little but I'll give you some meds to okay?"

"Okay."

"Alright you ready?"

She nodded and Jeff pierced her skin with the needle. She flinched and a tears slide down her other cheek.

"Okay all done. Lets see what else you got."

The demon inside Schuyler smiled..ahh bout time they find out.

Jeff began to search for further injury and stopped when he saw a cut mark on her lower wrist.

"John..she's-"

Before he could finish he was thrown against the wall. She stood up and began to walk to Dean. He stood protectively in front of Sam but he to was thrown. Sam starred at her and said one word.

"Christo."

idk if thts rite..can't spell.lol

She flinched but proceed towards Sam. John and Greg were running towards her but were stopped in their tracks by one look. She looked at Sam and grabbed him around the neck. He gasped and he looked around fear written in his eyes. But nobody could move they were frozen.

"Sammy..I have a little business to take care of."

Sam squirmed and something clicked in his head.

Between gasp he began to recite the exorcism he had read in his father's journal once when he was on a hunt with Dean.

Schuyler flinched and Sam continued. Soon she let go of Sam. He fell to the floor with a thud but continued the chant the exorcism. Soon a loud scream was heard and a black cloud exited Schuyler. She fell and everyone was released.

"What happened?" Schuyler looked around confused.

"Schuyler what do you remember?"

"Bruce and you were in a fight."

"Yeah..she passed out and I brought you back here to patch you up."

"But what about you..oh my god are you okay?"

"I'm fine..look why don't you go home..I'm sure Jeff wouldn't mind dropping you off."

"Who?"

"Jeff he's a doctor patched you up..me to. Don't worry he's a good guy."

She nodded before standing up and following Jeff and Greg out the door.

Sam let out a long sigh before he reached for his neck. It was sore but it wasn't to bad.

He looked up and saw Dean and his dad over him. John was reaching to pick Sam up but Dean beat him to it. John snorted a little his jealousy not far. He felt so stupid, he was jealous of his son but it wasn't stupid was it. To want Sam to want him.

"Sam where did you learn that?" John was sitting on Sam's bed and Dean was on the other side.

"I read it in your journal one time..I don't know I just remembered it."

John smiled. His smile was filled with emotion. Pride, happiness, relief.

"You remembered it? When did you read it?"

"Umm.. Actually it was your first hunt Dean..dad left it behind and I was bored."

"I'm proud of you son...its hard to remember Latin not to mention an exorcism."

Sam smiled. He was happy, his dad was proud of him. And though John may have felt jealous before when he saw Sam's happiness from his words it faded away.

"Me to kiddo."

They were a family, not a normal one but a family nonetheless and they would get through this.

"Well Sammy, you rest up cause ma and Dean will need you on our next hunt."

"You're gonna let me hunt again?"

"Yeah son..I am."

All of them smiled before they went to bed. Sam closed his eyes with one thought in his mind.

We are a family..a hunting family.

!FIN!

SO HOW BAD WAS IT?