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Ties that Blind

Chapter 12 – Moving On

By the time Dean had gotten to their room, he was already regretting his rash move. But damn it he was tired of Sam always throwing their father's words back at him. He sat heavily on the bed; he could only imagine Sam's reaction to what his father had whispered to him. He wanted to tell Sam, but he knew that his brother was in no shape to handle it. "God Dad, this is so messed up"

Dean let his head drop for a moment, the weight of what he was carrying almost crushing him.

"Why did you have to make that deal Dad…I know you traded yourself and the colt for me. Didn't you think about how I'd feel? Damn it…you should have asked me, you should have…" Dean shook his head. This wasn't doing either of them any good. He needed to get things sorted out with Sam before it was too late.

Dean quickly packed their things and stopped at the desk to check them out. He had to get back to Sam; he had left his brother alone again when he needed him most. He knew that Sam was upset; hell he'd probably react the same way. He needed to keep his temper under control. But if he were truthful, he was hurt by Sam's rejection…it was almost as bad as when his brother left for Sanford. He knew Sam had good reasons in both situations…but it didn't make it hurt any less.

Dean pulled his cell phone out and called Ellen. He hoped that she had stayed with Sam after he left…he didn't want his brother alone. "Hello Ellen, I'm on my way back…do you think you can sit with Sam…"

"Don't you worry Dean, he's sleeping now. I didn't leave him alone…did you get your things?"

"Yeah, ah…Ellen…Thanks" Dean said simply as he hung up the phone.

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Earlier….

Ellen watched as Dean stormed from the room. She started to follow him when she heard the first sob torn from Sam's lips. She turned and saw Sam trying to control his emotions. Suddenly she heard a soft plea "Dean…don't go, I didn't mean it"

She moved quickly towards Sam's bed as she saw him begin to struggle. "Sam…he's gone hon, but don't worry, he'll be back."

"No! I have to go after him…I shouldn't have said those things…he's already got too much to deal with. He doesn't need me making things harder for him." Sam pushed himself up and swung his legs off the bed. Suddenly, he realized that even if he could stand, how would he find Dean?

Ellen watched as Sam's shoulders slouched, his head falling to his chest in defeat. "Sam, your brother loves you…I've never seen two brothers as close as you and Dean. But you got to give him time, just like you need to give yourself time. Now you need to lie back down and let your body rest Sam."

Sam sighed as he let Ellen help him back onto the bed. He hated this feeling; he couldn't even go after Dean. His life was totally out of his hands and it scared him. But worse, he was afraid that Dean wouldn't come back. "He won't be back…not his time. I hurt him again…I always seem to hurt him." Sam mumbled as he felt himself slipping back into oblivion.

"Hush Sam, you know you're brother will be back. I haven't known you two for that long, but I do know this…you're brother will never leave you Sam. Just like I know you would never leave Dean."

Sam smiled sadly. "That's where you're wrong Ellen…I've left him before, twice as a matter of fact…so you see, it's Dean's turn this time. But that's ok, 'cause I deserve it…because of me he lost his mother and…Dad…don't blame him if he goes…I'm not worth it.." Sam's voice trailed off as he finally gave in to his body's need for rest.

Ellen moved closer to Sam and placed her hand on his shoulder. "Oh Sam, I've got a feeling you're worth more than any of us can guess. You just rest and by the time you wake, I'm sure that brother of yours will be back here."

Ellen smiled as her cell phone rang as if on cue…the caller id was Dean.

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Sam was confused. He was standing in a hallway looking in a bedroom. A lone boy sat in the middle of the bed, tears falling down his cheeks as he looked at something in his lap. Sam moved closer and felt his breath hitch in his throat. The boy was looking at a newspaper article that showed a picture of Sharon. It went on to say that her body had been found at the scene of a suspicious fire. The police believed that she had been caught in her own fire.

The young man crumpled up the paper and threw it on the floor. "Don't worry momma, I'll get even with whoever did this to you!"

Sam gasped as the paper on the floor started to smolder. The boy jumped from the bed and quickly smothered the small flame, a sad smile on his face. "Some day momma…some day I'll find out what really happened and the person responsible will pay."

The boy looked up as a man entered the room. He sat on the edge of the bed and placed his arm around the young boy. "Don't worry Clinton, you're mother is a better place now. She won't feel pain anymore."

The boy looked up into the man's eyes and smiled. "I know, but I'm going to miss her you know?"

"I know son, but we'll figure out what happened and set things right…don't you worry." The man turned to leave the room and seemed to look right at Sam, a smile on his face as his eyes turned black. "Some day you'll be able to do anything you want son…just wait and see."

Sam cried out as he tossed his head. "No, have to help him…doesn't understand. Demon already has him…have to stop it!"

Dean jerked awake as his brother's cries. "Sammy, come on bro' time to wake up." He could see the tell tale signs that this was not just a normal nightmare but a vision. His brother was shaking; sweat beading on his forehead as he tried to put his hands to his head.

"Easy there, I know your head hurts, but you can't use your hands remember?" Dean gently pushed Sam's arms back down. He saw his brother swallow as he tried to recover from the vision.

"Can you tell me about it Sam?" Dean asked quietly. Damn he wished that he could see Sam's eyes. They were always the window to his brother's emotional state. His brother continued to swallow convulsively…Dean knew the problem and reached for the basin that was sitting next to him. He gently held Sam up and waited for the spasms to cease before helping Sam to lie back down. Dean started to get up to get a washcloth when he felt Sam grab for his arm.

He heard Sam hiss as his sore fingers tried to hold onto Dean. "Sssorry Deeaan" Sam hiccupped as he continued to try to breathe. The pain in his head receding only slightly as the pain in his hands increased.

"Sam. I'm just going to get a washcloth…I won't leave the room ok?" Dean watched as Sam nodded.

Sam felt like an idiot. One minute he's telling Dean that he doesn't need him and then the first time he wakes up, he grabs his brother as if he would never let him go. He had to get himself together. "I'm ok Dean…sorry."

Dean sighed; he could feel Sam withdrawing again. But he decided to ignore it as he continued to talk. "Ellen really got us a nice room Sam…you're going to love it. Of course, it may make things hard once we get back on the road again…so you better enjoy it while you can."

"Dean…I'm sorry ok…I mean about before." Sam stopped not wanting to start another argument.

"No problem Sam…we'll just chalk it up to the drugs and your raging hormones…I wonder if Midol would work on your mood swings?" Dean placed a hand on Sam's shoulder so that his brother would know he was near by. He quickly wiped Sam's face, being careful around the bandages.

"Dude, I'm fine…stop fussing over me like a mother hen." Sam turned his face away, trying to get away from the washcloth.

"Look Sam, you need to let me help you for a while and I don't want to hear any more of this crap about my having to do it. Have you ever known me to do something I didn't want to do?"

Sam shook his head, a brief smile flicking over his face as he tried to imagine anyone making his brother do something he didn't want to. He actually pitied the person who tried.

"Well then, if I decide to take care of your ass, it's because I want to…I know we don't always say the words man…but you have to know I love you. You're my brother and I'd do anything for you, just like I know you'd do the same for me. So can we move on now…I think I've had all the warm and fuzzy I can handle right now."

Sam smiled. "Sure Dean…ah what time is it?" Sam had no idea what time of day it was, once again he realized that being without his eyesight was more than a little inconvenient.

"Well, actually, its 4:00 a.m. and time for all good little boys who want to go home in the morning to get some sleep. Do you need me to call the nurse for some more medication?"

"No, Dean…the headaches already beginning to fade…when can we leave here?" Sam felt himself slipping back into slumber.

"Check out time is 10:00 a.m. unless you need more sleep. Hey Sam?" Dean asked quietly, not sure if he should bring this up again or not. But he knew that Sam forgot some of the details of his visions as time went on.

"Ahhmmmm" Sam said groggily.

"What was your vision about?"

Sam turned his head towards Dean as if he could see into his brother's eyes. "I saw Sharon's son Dean…he has abilities like his mother. We have to find him Dean."

"Ok Sam, we will. You just get some rest…we'll sort it all out in the morning."

"No, Dean…we need to find him quickly…the person he's staying with…the man is possessed Dean, the demon already has his claws into the boy…he's only six years old Dean…we have to help him." Sam felt his brother pat his shoulder.

"Don't worry Sam, we'll start working on it as soon as we get you settled tomorrow…we'll find him and then we'll get rid of the demon that's guarding him. It will all work out, you'll see."

Sam fell asleep, but he knew that Dean was kidding himself as the demon's words came back to him. "I'll never let you take what's mine."

TBC

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