There was a lot more to add to this chapter but I think this reads best as an individual chapter :) Chapter 9 should be up soon seeing as its now the 2nd part of this chapter
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Sam continued stared at the person in the doorway for what seemed like an eternity. He couldn't - didn't - believe what he was seeing.
"Dean…?" he whispered. The man he was looking at looked like his brother…but Sam couldn't help feeling as though there was something strange about all of this. After a long silence Dean spoke,
"Hey Sammy..." he said as he stepped into the room. Sam moved back even further than he had done before as Dean stepped forward; he was shaking so much that he didn't think he could remain standing for much longer. Several emotions were running through Sam - shock, disbelief, anguish and pain. The pain and aguish had been there since Dean died; the pain of losing his brother and the anguish caused by his failure to save his brother. As he stared at Dean these feelings intensified. There was no happiness, no feelings of joy…just more pain. As Sam blinked away the tears that were forming images of Dean's death flashed through his mind. He could still hear Dean's cries...he could see the blood…it was all in high definition. He could still see it so clearly.
Finally Sam's legs gave way and he sank to the ground.
"Sammy are you okay?" Dean said with a concerned look on his bruised face. Sam looked at Dean, he really looked at him. Dean's clothing was torn and Sam could see blood stains all over them; he was sure that Dean had a whole range of bruises. He was just glad that he couldn't see them all. Even if this wasn't really his brother it still hurt like hell to see Dean like this. Sam glanced up and met Dean's gaze. He looked straight into Dean's eyes and he saw that something was missing; he didn't know what it was. He just knew that that wasn't his brother.
"You're…you're not Dean" he said. Dean took a step forward, a pained look on his face. Sam shifted backwards until his back was against the wall; he was scared. What was happening to him? He felt something pressing into his back and he felt around to see what it was. He breathed a deep sigh of relief when he saw that it was a knife; at least he had some sort of protection.
"You come any closer and I…I'll kill you…" he said in a voice that was full of venom. Dean froze, his eyes wide with shock and he didn't attempt to come any closer,
"Sam, please" he started to say but Sam cut him off.
"No!" Sam said, "No…you're not my brother…just…just stay away from me" Sam took a deep breath as he tried to calm down. He was scared, scared that this was some cruel joke and that he'd been – was – too weak to handle it. He was scared that he'd never see the real Dean again. But most of all Sam was scared of himself; it was almost as if he had no self control anymore. He couldn't control his emotions or his actions. I have to take control. Sam stood up slowly and he faced Dean,
"You're not my brother" he said, his voice stronger this time. Dean looked up at him with a hurt look on his face. He looked as though he was going to come closer but he saw the glint of the knife that Sam's held and he decided against it.
Suddenly Sam heard footsteps, he looked up and he caught Dean's eyes for a second. He looked away quickly and focused his gaze on the doorway. Bobby appeared after a few seconds and a feeling of relief swept through Sam. Bobby walked in and he started to say,
"Sam! I've been looking…" he trailed of as he saw Dean standing in the room. He wondered if Sam had brought him back. Seeing Bobby made Sam go back to his state of panic and he moved back towards the wall again. The hand which had a hold of the knife began to tremble and it fell to the floor. Bobby had been looking at Dean as if he couldn't believe what he was seeing.
"Sam what's going on?" he asked finally. Sam shook his head frantically as he re-entered his state of panic.
"I'm dreaming Bobby…it's not real…he's not real…just get him out of here. Bobby bit his lip nervously; he'd never seen Sam like this. He had to get Dean how of here; he asked Dean to go with him and after a long silence Dean agreed reluctantly. As they left Bobby turned to Dean and he said,
"I thought that you said you'd wait until I got there" in a low voice, with a worried look on his face.