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 Seventeen

It was right at five o'clock when Dean heard a light knock at the door. Dottie was right on time. He headed to the door, and let her in.

Quietly he said, "Hello, so glad you could come on such short notice. Sam is still asleep." Dottie nodded as he pointed to the couch with his brother sprawled out on it.

"No problem Dean, I brought a book I just started reading, and I'll just sit in the chair here and read. Do you think he'll be waking up?" Dottie asked as she sat looked over at Sam.

"I really don't think so. He's been pretty out of it and the times today when he has been awake, it was because I woke him. If he should wake up while I'm gone, he might be a bit confused. Earlier he thought he was still in high school. I hope he'll stay asleep but if he does wake up, just reassure him that I went to get some supplies and will be back soon. In fact, call me and I can talk to him on the phone, that should calm him down." Dean gave Dottie a smile.

"I'm sure we will be fine, but if he does wake, I'll call your cell phone. Take all the time you need Dean, I didn't have any special plans for tonight, other than relaxing." Dottie replied as she got her book out of her bag.

"Okay, then, I'm gone! Thanks!" Dean gave Sammy one last look and headed for the door.

"See you in a bit." Dottie replied as Dean went out the door.

Dottie settled into the easy chair, and opened her book up. She was looking forward to starting Danielle Steele's newest book, Amazing Grace . .

About five minutes into her book, Dottie noticed that Sam was stirring on the couch. She walked over and sat down on the edge of the coffee table, waiting to see if Sam settled back down or woke up.

Sam's eyes slowly opened, and Dottie could see that he was waking up. Remembering what Dean had said about Sam being confused earlier, she was hesitant in what to say to him.

"Sam, dear, are you okay?" Dottie asked in a soft voice trying not to startle him. It didn't work.

Sam jerked to attention. "Wh-who are you? Wh-where's my brother?" Sam's eyes were wide and full of confusion and fear.

Dottie swallowed hard, unsure in what to do next.

oooOOOooo

Bobby was able to find the cabin with no problems. He opted to park in a wooded area about a half a mile from the cabin. He covered his truck and headed towards the cabin with his supplies in a duffel bag. Bobby settled down behind a large rock which acted as a screen so that he could watch the cabin without being seen.

As he looked down on the cabin, he noticed a small white Honda parked in front of the cabin and the Impala was next to it. A few minutes after taking up his surveillance of the cabin, Dean walked out and got into his car and headed off. Bobby was careful to stay hidden until he felt Dean was a good way down the road and then he headed down to the cabin.

Bobby took a little time to do a once over of the property around the cabin. There were no neighbors nearby, which is probably why Dean picked the place. Bobby liked it because it meant if there was gun fire or screams, no neighbors would hear. He was surprised to see that Dean really hadn't booby trapped the place, but he decided that Dean was probably worried that one of the traps might hurt Sam.

As Bobby approached the cabin he hoped that it was Dottie inside and that she would accept him as Uncle Bobby, here to visit the boys. That would make life so much easier. Hopefully he could get rid of Dottie and just have the boys to deal with.

oooOOOooo

Dottie tried to stay calm so that she didn't freak Sam out in a more than he already was. Her heart ached at the lost look on his face.

"Sam, sweetie, I'm Dottie. We met two nights ago, and I'm friends with Dean. You weren't feeling well, and he needed to get some supplies for you, and didn't want to leave you alone, so he asked me to stay with you. He will be back real soon. I promise." Dottie wanted to touch Sam and reassure him but at the moment was afraid it would spook him more.

"Uh, you're Dottie? I-I don't remember, but my head is really fuzzy. D-Dean wouldn't leave me Dottie. Where is he?" Sam was looking around the room searching for his brother.

"Oh Sam, you right, Dean wouldn't leave you, he'll be back soon." Dottie hated to call Dean so soon, knowing that it would only make him hurry back and he just left, but she was beginning to think it would be the only way to calm Sam.

"I-I need to find him." Sam started to get up off the couch but quickly lost balance and landed with a heavy thud right back on it. Dottie was so glad he didn't hit the floor, and was about to suggest calling Dean when she heard a knock at the door.

"M-maybe that's Dean!" Sam's eyes lit up and he started to get up again. Dottie quickly grabbed him and held him down in a sitting position on the couch.

"Sam, you're dizzy baby, let me answer it okay? Stay put and I'll be right back, do you understand?" Dottie asked, eyes directly on Sam. Sam nodded and sunk down lower on the couch like a pouty kid.

Dottie tried to keep her eye on Sam as she approached the door. She slowly opened it to reveal an older man, in his early fifties. Definitely a good ole boy, probably one of old man Johnson's hunting buddies from one of the nearby towns looking for him.

"May I help you?" Dottie asked as friendly as she could, but hoped he would leave quickly so that she could tend to Sam.

"Yes ma'am, my name is Bobby Singer, and I was told that this is where I would find Sam and Dean?" Dottie's face lit up once Bobby finished speaking. Thank God, maybe he could help with Sam.

"Hello Mr. Singer, I'm Dottie. You have the right place, Dean is away at the moment and Sam is definitely not feeling himself. He is on new meds that have him very confused, and he just woke up and doesn't recognize me, maybe you can calm him down." Dottie felt like she had spilled a book's worth of information in record time, she smiled and swung the door open for Bobby. He politely nodded and entered.

"Uncle Bobby! D-do you know where Dean is? I lost him." Sam was again trying to get off the couch. He managed to stand but was wobbling precariously close to the coffee table. Dottie hurried to his side hoping to catch him before he feel on the table. She noticed that Bobby had the same idea and had managed to get to Sam's other side. The two of them slowly lowered Sam back on the couch.

"Sam, your brother just went out to get supplies, he'll be right back." Bobby sat down on Sam's right side and grabbed Sam's face in his right hand and made him focus on him as he spoke. It seemed to work. Sam finally relaxed against the couch and shook his head in understanding.

Dottie had sat back down on the edge of the coffee table in front of Sam and Bobby. "Mr. Singer, I'm so glad you showed up. I was about to call Dean and I really didn't want too, he deserves a break." Dottie smiled at Bobby. She noticed that Bobby was a bit uncomfortable with the whole situation but Sam was doing a lot better, he had gotten quiet and had taken his uncles right hand in his.

"Please, call me Bobby. So Dottie, I feel horrible asking you about stuff I should know, but would you fill me in on what's going on? This is not the Sam I remember." Bobby said as he gave a patted Sam's hand.

Sam answered before Dottie could. "My head is not right Bobby, it's all fuzzy. I-I don't 'member Dottie, or where I am. Do you know Bobby? Do you know Dottie? I hope Dean gets here soon." Sam's eyes were brimming with tears. Dottie watched as Bobbie turned and gave Sam a warm smile.

"Sam, it's okay. You're at a hunting cabin in Kansas. Dean wanted you to rest up here. I plan on staying for awhile, and Dean will be back soon. I just met Dottie but she seems like a really nice lady, and Dean would only leave you with her if she was nice right?" Sam nodded in agreement. " Why don't you lie down a bit until he comes back, okay?"

"Okay Bobby, you'll wake me when Dean gets here?" Sam asked eyes big and pleading.

"I promise, kiddo!" Bobby replied patting the boy on the back.

Dottie watched as Bobby stood and helped Sam lie back on the couch. He then motioned to her to follow him towards the kitchen area. Dottie had decided after watching Bobby with Sam, that she really liked this man, and she felt the boys were lucky to have him in their lives.

"So as I was asking before, could you fill me in on Sam?" Bobby asked as he took a seat at the kitchen table.

"Well, I met the boys at the grocery store that I work at, about a week ago. Sam was really shy, only giving his brother eye contact. I got from watching him that he had some special needs. I chatted with Dean and gave Sam some candy which did win me at least a smile. He was getting along okay that day physically." Dottie hadn't thought about it until then, but in the last week Sam's mobility had progressively gotten worse.

"So a week ago, he wasn't having dizzy spells? " Bobby's face knitted up in concern.

"Not that I noticed that day. A few days later, I ran across the boys at Rusty's. Dean asked me to watch Sam as he played pool. So Sam and I sat down and had some dinner and then later got up and watched Dean play. That night, I did notice if he got up to fast he swayed a bit. Not bad though, his speech was slow, which I would imagine that after the accident and his brain damage, that is normal for Sam. He was able to talk to me and follow conversation pretty well. He really is a sweet boy, they both are." Dottie gave Bobby a warm smile that he returned but she could still see the concern in his eyes.

"They are good boys. So Dean told you about the accident?" Bobby asked, and Dottie was beginning to wonder if it was a sore spot for the family, something not really talked about.

"Well not really. Last night, I invited the boys over for dinner. Dean decided to take up my offer and go out for some alone time. I think he went to play pool. Anyway, Sam mentioned that he missed Dean, and I told him that Dean would be back soon. But he said he missed the old Dean, the one that didn't have to take care of him, so I assumed that he was in an accident, but Sam blamed it all on a witch." Dottie paused and smiled at Bobby, sure that he would think her crazy, but instead he was nodding at her and smiled back.

" Dean later told me that there was a car accident a year ago that took their Dad and left Sam brain damage. He also told me that Sam blamed his doctor for everything and referred to her as a witch."

"Yeah, it's been really rough on the boys. So uh, how was Sam last night?" Bobby asked.

"Oh, last night Dean mentioned that Sam was on new meds and that they made him a little sleepy. I did notice that Sam seemed a lot quieter, and he fell asleep on the couch after dinner." Dottie was trying to think if there was anything else to tell Bobby.

Bobby seemed to be taking all the information and in before he spoke. "Well sounds like I got here at a good time. Dean always was a stubborn one, and sounds like with the new meds, he has his hands full. Hopefully Sam will adapt to them soon, but at least I'll be here to help."

Dottie nodded, and smile. "Oh and is Joshua still coming? Sam mentioned him coming with you."

Bobby shifted in his seat. "Yeah well, something came up, but he may still be able to come, we'll just have to wait and see. Dottie, I hate to be rude, but I was thinking if you don't mind that I might settle down in the easy chair and take a bit of a nap before Dean gets back. It was a long car ride and I'm bushed. I think Sam will be okay with me until then."

Dottie stood, and answer "Of course, hey no problem, I have a pot of chili waiting for me at home. Oh and I sent the boys home with left over lasagna last night, so there should be some in the fridge if you hungry."

Dottie headed for the easy chair, and grabbed her bag and book. She turned to tell Bobby goodbye.

Bobby spoke as he headed to the front door to open it for her. "Lasagna sounds great. Thanks so much for taking care of the boys. It means a lot."

"Oh don't mention it, I enjoy being around both of them. Maybe I can have the three of you over once Sam is feeling better." Dottie smiled and headed out the front door.

" That would be great. Nice to meet you ma'am." Bobby said as he dipped his hat at her. Bobby walked out with her grabbing his duffel bag, and pulling it inside.

"You too." Dottie replied and she turned to head towards her car, thinking that it was nice that Dean was no longer alone to take care of Sam.

oooOOOooo

Bobby was in shock. When he walked in the cabin and came face to face with a confused, childlike, and unsteady Sam, he knew things had gotten so much worse than he could have ever imagined with Dean. Dean was drugging Sam to the point where he couldn't function. The only thing that gave him hope when it came to Sam's condition was that from what Dottie said, Sam had only recently been drugged to the gills.

Bobby pulled himself together and went immediately into hunter mode. He headed back towards the bathroom to see if he could find the pills that Dean was feeding his brother. Bobby came up empty in the bathroom and headed to the kitchen area. In the second cabinet that he checked, he found a medicine bottle. His heart skipped a beat when he read the label.

Valium, is what it said, and upon inspecting the contents he realized that it was indeed Valium. Everything finally clicked in Bobby's head. The Winchesters had stayed with him, when Sam had his wisdom teeth removed. Bobby remembered how loopy the Valium had made Sam at that time. That was just one time, one pill. Bobby poured the pills out and realized that one of the pills had been cut up into four pieces and one of the pieces was missing.

So not only was Dean giving his brother Valium, it appeared he had upped the dose. Bobby shook his head in frustration. Valium was not a drug to play with, he knew too many hunters who had ended up addicted to the stuff.

So now not only did he have to capture and cure Dean, he had to detox Sammy. First things first though, he needed to take care of Dean.

AN: Thanks again to everyone's great reviews! As always thanks to my wonderful beta, sendintheclowns!