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.

Heart's Desire Fifteen

Dean had finished his shower and breakfast as Sam slept. He knew that upping the dose of Valium was bound to make the boy sleepy, so he let him sleep through the morning.

Around noon time, Dean decided he needed to get Sam up so he could eat. Sam was sleeping on his right side and as Dean approached he noticed quite a bit of drool on the pillow under him. Dean smiled, it had been a long time since Sam had slept so deeply. Sam was actually softly snoring.

Dean sat down next to his brother and gently started to shake Sam awake. It took a bit of effort but his brother started to stir.

"Hey kiddo, need you to wake up, okay?" Dean watched as Sam slowly opened his eyes.

"Hey." Sam replied and rubbed his head with his left hand.

"Something wrong Sam?" Dean asked with concern in his voice.

"Um, I think you're wrong about last night Dean." Sam replied as he started to slowly sit up.

"Sammy, whatcha talking about?" Dean asked, he was confused at the statement but could tell his brother was still a bit out of it.

"Last night, when the ghost of old man Miller shoved me into the wall and that collectors plate fell and smacked me in the head, you said I'd be fine. But, I'm thinking…man my head hurts." Sam slowly lay back down.

Dean was shocked at how out of it his brother was, he was definitely confused.

"Sammy, do you need me to get some pain killers?" Dean looked Sam over and noticed that his eyes were having trouble focusing.

"Yeah, uh and some water, my mouth is really dry Dean." Sam replied in a quiet voice.

Dean returned with pills in hand and a bottle of water. "Here you go Sam."

Sam slowly sat back up and took the items. Leaning heavily against the headboard, he took the Tylenol and drank half the bottle of water. "Thanks Dean. Can I ask you something? My head is fuzzy so I'm having trouble remembering, but where is Dad? And is this a school day?"

It hit Dean exactly what Sam was referring to now, the ghost of old man Miller had been a hunt they were on when Sam was seventeen, his senior year. Dean realized that the Valium had left his brother in a confused state, and that hopefully as his body adjusted his confusion would disappear.

Not wanting to upset his brother, Dean decided to play along at the moment. "Uh, Bobby called this morning and needed Dad's help on a hunt. And Sammy, I think you have a concussion, so let's keep you home from school to be on the safe side, okay? I don't want you worrying about homework or school, you just rest."

"Uh, 'kay Dean. Rest sounds good." Sam said sounding really young and tired.

"Hey Sammy, are you hungry?" Dean could see that Sam was drifting off mentally.

"Nooo, uh actually if I ate now I might puke. I think your right about the concussion. I'd like to sleep but I guess with the concussion I should stay awake. Maybe I could just watch some TV, wanna watch a movie Dean?" Sam asked as he slowly lowered his legs off the bed.

"Sure Sammy, we can sit on the couch and watch a movie or something." Dean quickly got up to catch his brother who began to wobble as he stood.

"Man Dean, it looks like weeble Sammy is back, weeble's wobble but with Dean I don't fall down!" Sam said with a chuckle.

Dean smiled remembering joking about that as kids. He put Sam's arm over his shoulder and helped move him to the couch. Once seated on the couch, Dean made Sam put his feet up, and quickly went and got pillows and a blanket to make him more comfortable.

Dean picked up the local TV listings and sat down in the easy chair next to the couch. "So Sammy, let's see, it's noon so crap is on. I'm so not watching Days of Our Lives, can't believe that crap is on TV!" Dean could hear his brother chuckle from the couch.

"But Dean it's fun watching soaps just to make fun of them, but if you're not in the mood that's cool. Are there any old movies on?" Sam replied and snuggled up on the couch.

Dean felt bad that the drugs had left Sam confused, but his brother actually seemed happy, so it made the side effects so worth it.

"Are you up for John Wayne? Rio Bravo is on." Dean would be happy with that choice, it always made him think of happy times with their dad, the three of them curled up on the couch with a big bowl of popcorn watching their dad's favorite actor.

"That's cool Dean, too bad Dad's not here, he'd enjoy a relaxing afternoon watching The Duke, huh Dean?" Sammy yawned and smiled at Dean.

Dean swallowed back a lump and tried to keep his calm as he replied, "Yeah he would Sammy, yeah he would." Dean smiled over at Sam, jealous of his brother's moment of blissful ignorance.

As he watched Sam's eyes started to drop and he knew it wouldn't be long before Sam was asleep. Dean decided to let him drift off hoping that when he awoke he would feel like eating.

oooOOOooo

Bobby paced as Joshua talked to Ash on his cell phone. He hoped that Ash had come through with good news. Once Joshua clicked the phone off, Bobby was practical on top of him.

"So?" Bobby growled out, impatiently waiting for Joshua to respond.

"He had good news and good news, so we're in business. First, he was able to get a hold of Ralph Moore, and Ralph has dealt with this type of spell before and has a potion that will counter act it. Ash is emailing me the ingredients and the instructions. Second, Ash has a lead on the Kira girl, and Ralph is willing to go after her if I'll back him up. I got contact info for Ralph and I'm supposed to call him so we can meet up for the hunt. But that would leave you alone to deal with Dean." Joshua looked at Bobby with the confusion evident on his face over what to do.

"Hell yeah, we finally can help Sam, that's great. Okay, Josh, first we will make the potion and then you're going to met Ralph to catch this witch!" Bobby felt in control for the first time in weeks.

"But Bobby, what about Dean? Do you really want to face him alone?" Joshua face was full of worry.

"Hell no I don't want to face Dean alone, but I don't have a choice. If we don't act on this information, and Kira gets away, we really will have to worry about Dean. He would want us to hunt the bitch down. Don't worry Josh, I've been hunting a long time, and I'll have the element of surprise when it comes to Dean. I know he is dangerous right now, but his obsession over his brother is a weak point for him too. I'll be fine, and if I don't get the job done, you and Ralph will just have to bail my old ass out!" Bobby smiled at Josh, trying to reassure him.

"You're right Bobby, Dean would skin us alive if Kira got away. We better fire the laptop up and get to work." Joshua said as he sat down in front of the computer.

"Yeah, let's get this done." Bobby replied sending a silent plea to Sam, hold on son, I'm coming.

AN: I wanted to thank my anonymous reviewers- sairah, Cheryl, Anon. Shadow, TIFA, Baylla, and Solana for their wonderful reviews. And Solana- I did write a brain damaged Sam story- my first story, The Last Night involves brain damaged Sam and protective Dean - though Dean is a spirit in that one- so it might not be your cup of tea. Thanks everyone for reading and especially reviewing. I'm sorry this chapter is a bit short, but I promise to have more soon, and a longer chapter. As always, thanks to my wonderful beta- sendintheclowns!