Dreamscapes, Landscapes and Hellscapes.

Disclaimer: Honestly, I don't have them held prisoner in my spare bedroom, honestly truly I – I didn't do it!! Hehehe usual stuff not mine never has been and never will be.

Author's Note: As many of you know, I am not an American and in fact, I have never been outside Australia. I pulled the name of my focus town, Pearson out of the ether and popped it into Nevada, if there is such a town and you live in it, then please accept my most heartfelt apologies and I hope I do it justice.

AUTHOR'S NOTE: This is a short chapter and I do apologise but it is a set up one for the big showdown with the demon and the boys so if I put anymore into it then it would be too much.

THANKS to everyone who has reviewed and commented on this story, I so appreciate each and every one and although I haven't had time to respond personally I take each one to heart. (((((((BIG HUGS)))))))))

CHAPTER FIVE

Run, Run, as fast as you can, you can't catch me I'm the Dream-Demon

Wednesday June 20th 2007

Pearson Children's Hospital

Pearson Nevada USA

'Those fools Sammy, they think that filling you with drugs will stop me from taking you back where you belong. I marked you a long time ago Sam Winchester, you were mine when you were eight years old and you will be mine again.'

'Please no more.' Sam whimpered curling into a tight ball he pressed himself against the wall as the demon paced in front of him.

'Just because I can't touch you doesn't mean that I can't do what I want.' Morpheus hissed swiping at the air around Sam. 'I will get through the artificial.'

'Dean will stop you.' Sam sighed sleepily, he could feel the pull to the comfort of sleep. 'Go way I'm sleepy.'

'No, no you are so not going to get away from me that easily Sammy.' Morpheus growled his rage building, 'that brother of yours has been a thorn in my side for too long.'

'Leave Dean alone.' Sam snapped lifting his head up he glared at the demon, 'I'm here shouldn't that be enough?'

'No, no it will never be enough Sammy and do you know why?'

'Why?'

'Because you were the only one who slipped from my grasp, the only one who grew up. All of my children remain young, they live here with me.' Morpheus sighed, 'that father and brother of yours dabbled in things they did not understand.'

'What do you mean that the children are still here?' Sam asked knowing that he shouldn't engage in conversation with the creature, but he couldn't help himself, the children were completely innocent.

'I keep my children here Sam, you were supposed to join them, to join us but you were taken away and now I am going to reclaim what I lost.'

'You are truly insane aren't you?'

'Depends on what you deem insane to be, I am a demon and I exist in the nightmares of children and yet I am no more sane or insane than anyone else in my position.'

'That is crap and you know it.'

'Language Sammy.'

'It's Sam.'

'Aw think back Sammy, think back to when you were eight years old remember the fun we had then you and I.'

'No, what I remember is being terrified and of you making me feel like that.'

'Now, now, Sammy that is your father and brother talking, I gave you whatever you wanted you just had to let me hold you close ...'

'And make me feel weak and ill everytime thanks but no thanks.' Sam said as he was hit with another coughing fit, taking a wheezing breath he rested his head against the coolness of the wall and felt the tendrils of sleep tugging at him. 'Mm tired.'

'No you don't I am not going to lose you again.' Morpheus raged then he stopped and smiled 'oh Sammy I have someone here I think you might like to meet.'

'Who?' Sam blinked wearily at the demon, 'No how?'

'How can he be with me?'

'What have you done?'

'I have given him a gift Sam and he took it wholeheartedly.'

'He's only a boy, a little boy.' Sam cried out in horror. Sliding up the wall Sam managed to stand bracing himself on the cool earth at his back.

'Tell him my son; tell him just how good your life is now.'

'He is ... you're sick.' Sam spat out staring down at the young blank-eyed boy standing passively next to Morpheus.

'Want to come and play with us Sammy?' the little boy said turning his black eyes upwards to Sam, 'I want to play with you.'

'This isn't happening.'

'I can't enter your artificial bubble but I can send in something or someone.'

Dean woke with a start his headache now reduced to a dull thud at the back of his head, squinting slightly with his still light-sensitive eyes he pulled himself up and swung around to sit on the edge of his bed, he did have to admit he felt better after a good night's sleep and the new meds seemed to have helped ease the dizziness.

'Sammy?' He stared over at his unconscious brother and frowned, a new bruise had formed on Sam's face and he saw tears rolling down the pale cheeks. 'Sammy?' He slid off the bed, limped over to the chair, and sat down carefully mindful of his hands. 'Damn it.' He watched as Sam's face scrunched up and he writhed slightly his fingers clinched tightly into fists. Hitting the call button Dean reached over and touched Sam's cheek, cupping it gently he tried so hard to get through but the drugs held him as far away from Sam as they did with Morpheus in the dream realm.

'Dean?' Tobias came running in looking more harried than ever, Dean looked up and took note but filed it away for later, for now it was Sam who needed his attention.

'Don't think that the medically induced coma worked Doc.' Dean said softly staring down at his brother's tearstained face.

'What's going on?' Tobias sat down on the spare chair and scrubbed at his face exhausted. 'I have two new children in ICU, one looks like he won't make the night out. And now, now, Sam's in danger again, I don't understand this Dean, it is totally beyond my medical knowledge.'

'Hey Doc I have been around this shit since I was four years old and I still don't understand half of it either.' Dean said a little sharper than he wanted to but he had to get through to the young medic, 'I know how to stop him though but it is risky especially if there are more children involved.'

'You, you know how to stop him?'

'Yeah but ah it didn't kill him last time and for some reason he wants Sam so badly I dunno if it will work again.'

'Anything you have Dean, I can't lose anymore kids.'

'Morpheus is a dream demon that preys on the nightmares of children, the more fear the stronger he gets.'

'But without drugging them how do you stop the fear?'

'That is where it gets tricky I mean last time we did this he only had Sammy left and we nearly lost him.'

'Dean what ... Do I really want to know?'

'Depends Doc.' Dean gave him a cheeky grin, 'how strong is your stomach?'

TBC