Chapter 6

It's been one month and Sam seemed to be healing. Physically. His emotional state was still something that worried Dean. He would notice the distant look in Sam's eyes. The nightmares worried Dean the most. They were in Minnesota hunting a wendigo. Sam wanted to go along, but Dean refused to let him.

"Dean, you gotta let me come along."

"Sammy, we've been through this. You are still weak, you can't hunt. I am not taking you, because you could get hurt and I don't want that."

"Dean, please? I can't stay here alone."

Dean walked over and sat next to Sam on the bed. "Don't worry, Sammy. I know you are worried about dad, but trust me. I don't think he's gonna come here. I mean he doesn't even know where we are."

Sam just sighed and went back to his laptop. Dean knew Sam didn't believe him. Hell I don't even believe it myself. But being the big brother, he had to give his kid brother some hope.

"Alright, I think I've found where the wendigo is located. There seems to forest not far from here. They have caves in this forest so I think he's hiding out somewhere in there," Sam explained to his brother.

Dean nodded and grabbed a beer and handed it to Sam then took one for him. He didn't want to leave Sam here alone tomorrow, but he didn't want the risk of getting Sam hurt in any way.

"How you feeling, Sammy?"

"Fine."

Dean nodded and lay down on one the twin beds. Sam looked over and saw that his brother was sleep. Sam sighed and picked up his book. He realized that he must have fallen sleep because he didn't remember anything until Dean was shaking him.

"Sammy! Damn it, wake up!" Dean said forcefully shaking Sam.

Sam popped up, confused, "What?"

"You were having another nightmare."

"I was?"

"Yeah, Genius."

"Oh. Sorry, didn't mean to wake you. You can go back to sleep now."

What the fuck? "Sammy, are you okay?"

Sam sat up, "Yeah I am fine. You should really go back to sleep."

"Sammy, what were dreaming about?"

"Nothing, Dean. Go back to sleep. I am fine."

Dean rolled his eyes. Sam was retreating inside himself again and becoming distant. Sam got up and walked to the bathroom. Dean sighed and laid back down and fell asleep.

*SPN*

Dean woke to Sam's shaking.

"Come on, sunshine. Time to get up," Sam insisted.

"What time is it?"

"Eight thirty."

"Damn."

"Hey it's easier to find and kill this thing in the daylight. In the nighttime, it's practically unstoppable.

Dean nodded and got out of bed. He took a shower and headed out.

*SPN*

Dean didn't make it back to the motel until 5.

"Sammy?" he called opening the door.

He got worried when he received no response. He noticed a trail of blood leading to the bathroom. Shit!

"Sammy!" Dean screamed again and followed the trail to the bathroom. Opening the door what he saw almost made his heart stop. Sammy was lying on the bathroom floor unconscious and bleeding profusely from different parts of his body.

"Sammy! Hey, Sammy, wake up!" Dean yelled lightly tapping his brother on the face.

Dean picked up his brother and carried him to the impala and drove him to the nearest hospital that he could find. He was beyond pissed and angry at his self.

*SPN*

"Uhh," Sam moaned. He suddenly shot up and felt a hand ease him back on the bed.

"Easy, kiddo. Take it easy." Dean said.

"Dean?"

"Yeah, I'm here. You're in the hospital."

"Da-…" Sam started and coughed.

Dean got Sam some water. "I know kiddo. I am sorry."

"Not…fault," Sam whispered.

"Yes it is. I should have never left you alone. I must be the worst big brother in the world."

Sam started crying and shaking his head, "No, D'n, bes br'th'. Love."

"Love you too, Sam. Ima see if I can have the nurse give you something for the pain." Dean said and left the room.

A couple of minutes he was back with a nurse who gave Sam some pain medication. The medication made Sam sleepy. Dean waited till Sam was sleep then left the room. He was pissed, he was gonna kill his father. Pulling out his cell phone, he dialed his dad's number.

"Dad, its Dean."

"Hey, son, what's up?"

"Just wanted to talk to you. Where are you? Are you in Minnesota?"

John said yes and gave Dean the address to the motel he was staying at. He was getting ready to go when he heard Sam moan.

"Dean?"

Dean went back to Sam's room, "Yeah, Sammy? I am right here."

"Please don't leave me alone."

Dean looked at his brother; he looked so small and frightened. His heart broke. He nodded and pulled a chair beside the bed.

"Sure, Sammy. I won't leave. I promise."

"Th'ks," Sam mumbled.

Dean just nodded. He would deal with his father another day. He promised Sam he wouldn't leave and he intended to keep that promise.

TBC...

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