Summary- Dean is granted his "heart's desire" while tangling with a witch. Now under a witch's spell, he feels compelled to overprotect Sam from every danger and wants complete control to keep Sam safe. Will the brother's relationship survive? S2
This story is a birthday dedication to my wonderful beta and friend- Sendintheclowns.
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Heart's Desire Nine
Sam and Dean had settled into life in the cabin. Sam had to admit it was a comfortable place to stay. The cabin was definitely off the beaten path and so Sam had hoped that Dean would chill out a bit. He actually did for a couple of days, but as the week came to an end the witches word's were coming back to haunt Sam. He could hear Kira's words mocking him.
"This spell is going to free him, make it okay to protect you, regardless of the consequences. It will take a week to totally take effect, but when it does Sam, you'll be one safe puppy."
At the end of the week, Dean went into super protective mode. This morning had really shaken Sam …
-Earlier This Morning-
"Dean, I'm going to take a shower and shave." Sam got up from bed and grabbed his shaving kit.
Dean jumped up and blocked his brother's way to the bathroom. "I'm afraid I can't let you shave Sam." Dean replied, in concern.
"Why Dean?" Sam couldn't believe things had gotten this bad.
"Because you've cut yourself before, and I can't let that happen again. If you need a shave, I can do it for you." Dean gave Sam a brotherly smile.
"Dean, I was a kid when I cut myself, and I was just learning. I'll be safe, I promise." Sam hoped he could reason with his brother, but he could tell by Dean's demeanor, it wasn't going to happen.
"No Sam, give me your shaving supplies and when you're ready, I'll shave you, okay?" Dean held his hand out for the razor and shaving cream.
Sam shook his head. "I'll just grow a beard Dean."
"No, you'll let me shave you, because if you grow a beard, it will be harder to shave later. That would be too dangerous. I'll give you a shave when you get done." Dean replied as he took the shaving supplies and put them on top of the night table between the beds.
"Fine!" Sam knew he sounded like a petulant teenager, but he couldn't help it.
Sam had felt like he was a toddler again, letting his brother give him a shave. He just kept reminding himself that Bobby and Joshua should be there soon.
Sam had thought the shaving incident was going to be the low point of the day, but he was unfortunately wrong.
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"Hey Sammy, were running low on supplies." Dean stated over breakfast as he watched Sam pick at his food.
"Okay, so we need to go to town?" Sam responded not looking up from his eggs.
"Not we, I think you should stay here. Okay?" Dean wished his brother would look up at him. Instead his pouty brother continued to stare at the eggs he was moving around his plate with a fork.
"Sure Dean, whatever." Sam replied, and at that moment he reminded Dean of the teenager, he used to have to deal with.
"Sam, you need to eat." It was really starting to bug Dean, that Sam had hardly eaten anything since they got to the cabin. He knew it was not healthy for Sam.
"Not, hungry." Sam sighed and put down the fork.
"You're gonna eat Sam, even if I have to feed it to you!" Dean didn't mean to come across so angry, but the fact that Sam might get ill from not eating was starting to weigh on him.
"Dean, you can't be serious!" Sam's eyes were full of anger and confusion.
"Oh I'm serious alright, you don't want me worrying about you becoming ill from not eating do you?" Dean gave Sam a pleading look.
"I'll eat Dean, just stop worrying about it okay?" Sam picked his fork back up and immediately took a bite of egg.
"Thanks Sam." Dean was relieved that Sam had listened to him. He knew it was hard on his brother's independent nature to give into Dean, but his brother just needed to learn it was for his own good that Dean did what he did.
After Dean had cleaned up the breakfast dishes, he approached Sam who was in an easy chair reading.
"Okay Sam, I'm going into town, and I need you to do something for me." Dean tried to give Sam a reassuring smile, he knew that Sam wasn't going to like what he had in mind.
"What's that Dean?" Sam asked, hesitantly, as he looked up from his book.
"I'm going to chain you to the bed while I go to town, and get supplies." Dean could see the fear and confusion in Sam's face.
"Why Dean? Explain to me, what thoughts are going through your head about me?" Sam looked tired and frazzled and Dean hoped that he might nap while he was gone. His brother could be a bear without enough sleep.
"Well, I know you're not happy with me right now, and I don't want you leaving. I know in the past I've taken your clothes, but I think that we've gotten to a point where you might just up and run even in just your boxers." Dean tried to keep his tone calm, even though his mind was racing as he admitted his thoughts to Sam.
"Fine Dean, I'll let you chain me." Sam growled out as he walked over to the bed and sat down.
Dean carefully put on handcuffs and then linked them to a long chain that would reach the bathroom. Dean then went around the room taking things from Sam that he might use to pick the lock.
"I think your good Sam. You've got your books within reach, and you can reach the bathroom. Try to get some rest, you look really tired. I'll be back shortly, okay?" Dean watched his brother shake his head yes but refused to give Dean eye contact.
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Today it had been a week since Dean had succumbed to the witch's spell and Bobby was frustrated. He and Joshua were close to perfecting a reversal potion but each time they thought they had it, their research showed them a flaw.
It had been four days since Bobby had last talked to Sam, and he was really worried about the kid. Every time Bobby had tried to call the boys recently, their phones went straight to voice mail. He knew that Dean probably had Sam under lock and key and that had to be murder on an independent kid like Sam.
Bobby just hoped that the boys could forgive each other after the spell was broken.
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Sam had fallen asleep not long after his brother left, and was jerked awake by the sound of Dean opening the front door.
Sam rubbed his sleep weary eyes. Sleep had helped Sam relax a bit, and he now felt like he could talk to his brother maybe even reason with him.
"Hey Dean, how did the shopping trip go?" Sam asked trying to keep things light.
"Fine, I think we're set for the rest of the week on supplies, but I'm going to need to go to a bar tonight and win us some rent money." Dean replied as he started putting the groceries away.
"Okay, that makes sense. Hey Dean, could you take the handcuffs off please?" Sam was tired of having limited use of his hands.
"Sure Sam." Dean replied with a smile and walked over to his little brother and unlocked the cuffs. Sam got up and helped his brother put the groceries away.
"So when are you heading out again Dean?" Sam asked as they finished and headed for the chair and couch in the living room area. Both sat on the couch facing each other.
"In a few hours. Hey Sam, I've been doing some thinking and I don't think having you chained up is a good idea. What if someone broke in here while I'm gone and tried to hurt you? I was stupid not to think of that." Dean replied and it was then that Sam noticed that his brother was pale and a bit shaky.
"Did that thought occur to you on your way home?" Sam asked with concern. Dean nodded, and started rocking back and forth. "Dean, please calm down. I'm fine, nothing happened. If you don't chain me up again, nothing will happen. I'm safe okay?" Sam gave Dean a reassuring smile. He hated watching his brother tear himself up because of the stupid spell.
"But Sammy, what do I do tonight? I need money to take care of you, and I can't leave you here alone, and I don't trust you to not run away in public. What do I do?" Dean was starting to panic.
"Hey Dean, it's okay, calm down please? You're really good at coming up with plans, just think about it, and I'm sure you'll come up with something. I promise to do whatever it takes to make you feel like I'm safe." Sam knew that he was losing his calm.
"Okay Sammy, you're right, I have a few hours. I'll come up with a plan, and you promise to follow it right?" Dean looked at Sam for confirmation.
Sam knew he was sitting himself up for more heart ache, but it would be worth it to keep his brother well. Sam swallowed hard and replied. "I promise Dean."
AN: Sorry this is a short chapter, but I promise to have more up soon!
