Ok I get it, the last chapter sucked! No reviews! Boo! It wasn't the best I've ever written I will hold my hand up to that!
Anyway, this is the last chapter, coz I suppose it would be a shame if I didn't finish it off. It's not a long one…
One Month – Chapter 3
"Well, well Dean – would you look at that! Poor old Sammy reduced to a snivelling shell of a man – having to be put to bed like a baby. To think, we were supposed to be ready to follow him – I'm glad I didn't put my eggs in HIS basket!"
"You just shut your mouth – you have no idea what you're talking about," Dean growled from his prison.
All manner of demons had spent the last month taunting Dean with images of his little brother. Although Dean had been glad to see Sam getting on with his life, he hadn't been able to overlook the fact that Sam was becoming increasingly more reckless nor that his physical and emotional well being was on the decline.
The demons had been affording him small glimpses of his brother, usually only when Sam was at a low ebb – then they would laugh at him and by default laughing at Dean, which the older man didn't take to kindly to.
"Sam is, and always will be more of a man than you'll ever be!" Dean spat at the latest monstrosity taunting him.
The demon cackled in his face, "He's more of a man than you'll ever be," it sang, as if singing a children's rhyme.
"I'm just glad that he's not my brother," It sneered, " It must be so embarrassing for the almighty Dean Winchester to see his little brother breaking like that…watching how pathetic he really is…'I miss him Bobby'"
The demon was making fun of what Sam had been saying to Bobby when his defences had finally fallen.
Dean growled again as he strained against the chains that held him there, desperate to free himself so that he could finish this damn demon off – once and for all.
In his heart he knew how badly Sam must have been feeling to actually open up to Bobby like he did, it also tore him apart to hear it. The last thing he was going to tolerate was for some low life demon to belittle his brother.
"Now you listen to me, you low life piece of filth that is not fit to even be scraped off my shoe – the last thing my brother is, is pathetic – and he certainly doesn't embarrass me, far from it – if anything, it's the opposite. He is the bravest man I know and I'm proud that he is my brother! I was a wreck when he died, hell I even made this damn deal cos I couldn't live with him dead…but Sam has got on with his life…" he had to pause as emotions cascaded through his body.
As the demons cackled amongst themselves yet again at the thought of Sam as some brave soldier, Dean concentrated on the image of his slumbering brother, "I will be back Sammy! I promise!" He vowed as a lone tear threaded down his cheek.
Not sure if it was any good but I have finished the whole story now so it's all good.
Reviews are nice but if you only read it and don't comment I still appreciate it!
See you next time x