Here's the next chapter everyone. I've combined some chapters to make them longer because I know that most of you all like longer ones on this site. Hope you enjoy. LOL.

Sheila

Chapter 15

"You said it yourself Sam, sometimes your visions don't come true." Dean took another step toward his brother. "I'm not going to let this one come true."

"I can't stop him," said Sam, the gun still at his head.

"I can," said Dean. "Give me the gun." Sam shook his head.

"Sam, you are not trying to kill yourself. That demon is trying to kill you. I will not let that happen. You will not kill my brother," said Dean, a look of pure determination on his face. "Sam, give it to me." Dean held out his hand. Sam lowered the gun and handed it to his brother. Dean let out a breath as Sam sank to the ground. Dean sank down beside him and touched his shoulder. "It's ok Sam," he said. Sam laid his head in Dean's lap and Dean held on for dear life.

They stayed like that for several minutes then Dean checked Sam out again. Not only was he burning up, but he was having chills. "Sam," he said. Sam looked up. "Let's go inside the house, ok? You're shaking. Sam nodded. "Can you get up." Sam nodded again as Dean helped him to his feet. He swayed so Dean kept a hold of his arm. They went inside and he helped Sam to lay down on the cot that was there. There was a fireplace, so he started a fire, then he sat by his brother.

Sam was unconscious again and Dean didn't know what to do. He was afraid to go for help, because he was afraid to leave Sam, so he just sat there and watched out for him.

The next morning, Dean was still watching him. Sam moaned and opened his eyes. "Sam, " said Dean. "Are you ok?" Sam nodded. Dean felt his head. His fever was down and he looked better.

"Fever's gone," he said to Sam hoping that was a good sign. "Are you going to talk to me?"

Sam grinned, "Thanks Dean." It was music to his ears.

"Welcome," said Dean simply. Sam sat up. "I really think I feel better." Dean nodded. "Good, " he said cautiously. They had been here before. Sam would get better then get sick again so Dean made up his mind that he was still going to watch him closely.

"Are you still mad," asked Sam. Dean nodded again. "Not at you Sam, at that demon that's doing this to you. I was never mad at you."

"We need our stuff," said Sam sitting up a little more.

"I know, but we're not going to go get it until I know you're ok." Sam looked at Dean's beaten and bruised body. "How are you?" he asked.

"I'm hurting," said Dean honestly.

"I really think I'm ok now. I feel different. Maybe last night, I came through something. Maybe that thing don't have a hold on me anymore," said Sam.

"I hope so," said Dean wincing. He moved a little to try and get comfortable. His whole body was hurting and he was still so tired. He wasn't about to drop his guard though, not yet. He was going to keep a very close eye on his brother. Sam got up and walked over to him, kneeling down.

"You're not ok, are you Dean?" Dean just sighed. "I'm fine." he said shifting uncomfortably at his brothers stare.

"Let me see," said Sam, but Dean knocked his hands away.

"I said I was ok," said Dean. Sam shook his head. "You're lying, now let me see." Dean sighed and reluctantly took off his jacket and raised his shirt. His back and chest were firey red. Sam gasped at the site. They looked a lot worse than before and Dean was sweating.

"You're getting sick, aren't you," asked Sam.

"No," answered Dean, but this time it was Sam that felt Dean's head. "You've got a fever."

"Oh God, " said Dean. "I can't get sick. I have to watch you."

"I really think I'm ok Dean."

"You've said that before." Dean got to his feet and got dizzy. Sam grabbed him to keep him from falling. "Come on," he said, and led Dean over to the cot, and made him lay down. Sam knew Dean was getting sick, because for once he just did what he was told and laid down.

"Get some rest," said Sam. He was worried about his brother, Dean didn't look good. he couldn't lay on his back or his stomach, because of the pain, so he just laid on his side. He fell asleep and slept for 12 hours, while Sam sat by his side.