Thanks for the reviews! Here's a Snappy update. Also one of my reasons for not reviewing for some of my older fics is when I do for a couple of them I hardly get any reviews and my new ones get more reviews. If that makes sense. So yeah, when I update these older fics PLEASE review! Gives me more of a desite to finish them :)
Dean held his brother in panic.
"What's happening to him?!" He bellowed at the two hunters.
"I don't know!" Bobby said as he rushed to Sam. Sam began to moan and wither. Suddenly a figure appeared quickly in the room. It was Castiel.
"Let me see him," he demanded to Dean. Dean stared at him.
"What's going on? What did those bastards do to Sam?"
"They put poison in him," Castiel said. "Now that he isn't a threat to them, they want to kill him while he's weak. I have to get the poison out of him."
"What will happen to him if you do that?" Dean snapped protectivly. Castiel sighed.
"It will weaken him further,"
"He's already pratically as weak as you can get!" Bobby shouted.
"I meant mentally," Castiel told Dean. "He will no longer be able to function as an adult. He will have the mental capicty of a confused young child."
Dean stared at him, and than at Sam who twisted and moaned in pain.
"And If you don't do this?" He whispered, his voice trembling. Castiel sighed.
"He will die within the next five minutes." He stared at Dean. "If I am going to do this, I have to do this now," he told him firmly. Dean knew what the answer was. Trembling he nodded and Castiel gently placed hs hands on Sam's face as Sam withered in agony. Finally Sam stopped and layed still, his face no longer twisted in torture.
"It will be a few hours before he'll be able to wake up," Castiel warned him. Still shaking Dean nodded and cursing himself even more He carried his now sleeping, but peaceful Sam into bed. He never hated himself more than he did at that moment.
Short, but a quick update!
Yes, I am mean to our Sam aren't I? But you know you love it! :)