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Dean walked back in the room.

"Well Bobby didn't answer the phone," he sighed, rubbing his head. "Must be on a hunt." He looked at an exhausted looking Sam. "You doing okay?"

"A bit tired," Sam mumbled and Dean smiled.

"That's to be expected." He looked at him. "That's the first time it happened, right? You being attacked physically?" Sam nodded weakly. "Good," sighed Dean. "I'd hate to add to your injuries by beating you up for keep this stuff from me."

Sam smiled. It was an effort, but it was nice to see some spirit still in him. He shivered than, and Dean stood up.

"Cold?"

"Not really," mumbled Sam. Dean smirked.

"You were always a lousy liar. He placed another blanket on Sam's body."

Sam nodded his appreciation.

"Thanks," he mumured. Dean shrugged.

"That's my job right? To look after my pain in the ass little brother." He squeezed Sam's shoulder when he said that. He turned around and Sam groaned. Quickly Dean turned back.

"Sammy?" The older brother protective tone was in his voice now. A gurgling noise was made as blood started to rise up in Sam's throat. Suddenly it spilled out of his mouth.

"Sam!" Dean rushed to his brother' side, and lifted his head. Sam continued to caugh up the blood, Dean patting him on the back. Dean's grip on Sam's body couldn't get any tighter.

Sam felt weak. He couldn't remember the last time he felt weak. And it felt like he was being ripped apart in every direction. The jarring pain wouldn't stop. It consumed him.

The blood was on his shirt now.

"All right," Dean said, his voice trembling. "No questions. You're going to the hospital."

Too weak to argue Sam allowed him to be led to the Impala. The blood never stopped coming out of his mouth.

Dean drove as fast as he could, wincing at the gagging noises his brother was making.

"Stop the car," Sam managed to moan. Startled by Sam speaking again he swerved the car to the corner and hurried to help his brother out of the car.

"Sam, what the hell is happening?!" He shouted as he watched Sammy collapse on the ground, as he continued to hack up more and more blood.

"I don't know!" Sobbed Sam. "But whatever it is, it's inside of me, and it's crawling. It won't stop crawling."

As he rolled over Dean's eyes widened as he saw something squirm inside his brother's chest...

Very short, I know, but filled with a LOT of Sam agsnt to make up for it :)