"Curse"

Author: PsychoKittyUK
Category: Slash
Rating: M+
Content Warnings: WINCEST.

Disclaimer: They are not mine nor is Supernatural.
I wish they were, cuz oh the fun i'd have!
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Thanks to skycandygirl for beta-ing for me!

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Chapter 4

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Dean rose off the bed and got dressed. It was wrong for him to take advantage of Sam. He was surely under some kind of curse. And he was pretty sure it had all started when Sam had touched that crystal heart.

So it was time for him to do the one thing he hated most. Research. Sam was the head researcher of the family. Dean was more of a physical guy. But as he sat at the table and started up the laptop, he suddenly wished it wasn't the case.

He looked up "Sonnelion", but there was nothing there that would be of any use. So he looked for "Pink Crystal Spells" He found a page that revealed crystal properties. BINGO, he found a pink crystal listed. "Kunzite".

Dean looked up "Kunzite", and found this...

'KUNZITE - A transparent, gentle pink to lilac-pink crystal of the spodumine family 'The Stone for Love and Compassion', it opens the heart chakra and heals the emotions. It helps you connect with the infinite source of love in all its forms. The high lithium content in Kunzite has a calming effect on the central nervous system and brain.'

Well that sounded a bit like what Sam had. 'So how do I break it?' He thought. That was an even harder thing to find. Hours later, he had come up with one possible solution. But he didn't like it, not one bit.

The Pink Crystal Heart, was supposed to protect the wearer from the Sonnelion. It was supposed to envelope the wearer with a shield of pure love that would keep the hatred of the demon's powers from harming you. Well obviously something had gone wrong. And Dean had figured out what that was.

Sam's heart was damaged, his mother and his girlfriend had both been killed by a demon. This pain interfered with the hearts power, it had recognized the hurt and devastation and reversed it's protection to heal these wounds.

This resulted in Sam's unconditional devotion to the one person he loved and still had in his life. To replace the love he had lost with another. Dean.

Dean had searched for a way to break the spell, there was only one way.

Dean had to die.

The Crystal Heart was inscribed, the words said: 'moreo - si - sykken -morata - tan - sevi - rumae '

Dean had finally translated then and came up with: 'to kill - the - cycle - death - of - love - blade/sword'

It wasn't clear, but Dean came to the conclusion that to 'kill the cycle', Sam's love for him, he must use a blade/sword on his own heart. But what then. Surely he would die. What kind of cure was that. Sam would be alone, most likely blame himself for Dean's death. Sam would self destruct, no one would win. Dean thumped the table in fury and despair.

"So, do I off myself, destroying Sam and me? Or what? Become lovers?" Dean "Errrrggghhhh!" Dean said in frustration.

"Dean? Sugar pie are you alright?" Sam's sweet voice wafted over to him from the bed.

"Fine!"

"You don't sound fine baby. Come to Sammy, tell me what's wrong. Let me make it all better."

"Oh god!"

"Dean! Get your boney butt over here!"

"My butt is not boney!"

"Whatever gets you through the day honey, now come here. I wanna talk to you."

Dean sighed and looked up, silently in his mind asking 'why me?' Then moved slowly towards the bed.

"Ok cowboy, sit your cute ass right here next to me. That's it, now lean back and close your eyes." Dean sat down and leaned back, but kept his eyes open.

"What are you gonna do?" He asked suspiciously.

"Give you a tattoo!" Sam rolled his eyes. "Do you have to question everything?"

"When it comes to you, yeah!"

"Just close your fucking eyes Dean!" Sam snapped. He sounded just like his brother at that moment. Dean complied. "There! That wasn't so hard was it? Though I'm sure I can change that!" Sam snickered.

"Look if this is gonna be another 'lets feel Dean up time' then forget it!"

"I swear! I am NOT gonna touch you. Ok? My hands are gonna stay right here!" Sam, placed his hands on Dean's stomach. "No moving or touching, ok?"

"Ok."

"Ok." Sam took a deep breath. This was gonna be good. He gave a sneaky grin and his eyes twinkled.

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TBC...