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Chapter 2

Dean lay still, scared that if he moved he would wake S…the vampire. There was no way to defend himself in his current position, he had to hope Bobby got back before h…it woke up. He still couldn't figure out what had happened but figured one of them must have gotten blood into one of the bites, that was partly why Sam had been so out of it and cold, he'd been dying when they'd found him. He hugged the cold, still body to him and felt Sam move slightly, nuzzling into him. Sam shifted again in his 'sleep', mouth coming to rest against Dean's throat and Dean fought to stay calm, to not excite the vampire. He reached up to gently pet his hair, trying to sooth him into a deeper sleep in the hopes his teeth would recede again. Sam mumbled something too softly for Dean to pick up anything but his own name and it made his heart ache. Where was Bobby? As if he'd heard Dean the door opened and Bobby walked in.

"Bobby freeze." He whispered and the hunter paused, confused until he saw Sam move, nuzzling Dean's neck. Bobby's eyes went wide in horrified shock and Dean nodded as much as he could.
"I'm okay, he hasn't bitten." Dean quickly assured him.
"Though the nuzzling with teeth is more than a little nerve wracking."

"Damn it, Dean I don't know…..if I try and pull him off he could bite. But I can't, if I try I'll hit you." Bobby whispered.
"I grabbed some dead man's blood earlier." Bobby went to the bag.

"No Bobby."

"Dean we need to subdue him." Bobby argued.

"Not yet, he hasn't tried to hurt me. Maybe…..maybe I can get through to him." Dean whispered and Bobby shook his head.

"That's not Sam anymore Dean, he'll kill you."

"I have to try! You didn't meet Lenore and her group, they survived on animal blood, maybe he can too. I can't just kill him without giving him a chance!" Dean argued and Sam whimpered, moving.

"Dean?" He murmured and Dean rubbed the back of his neck, trying to keep him calm.

"Hey Sam, how're you feeling?" He asked and Sam pulled back, blinking sleepily.

"Tired, cold…..you're scared, why are you scared?" Sam asked, not noticing the way Dean was staring at his teeth.

"Sam I….you…" Dean couldn't say it and Sam frowned.

"Dean?" Sam licked his lips and froze, eyes wide in horror.

"Sam….." Dean whispered, staring up at him. Sam closed his eyes, concentrating and the teeth receded. Dean reached up to touch Sam's cold face and Sam leant into his touch, eyes still closed.
"Oh Sam, I'm so sorry." Dean whispered and Sam's eyes snapped open.

"Not your fault. Should have told you when you found me but….don't hate me, please Dean. Not gonna hurt you." Sam promised shakily and Dean's eyes widened.

"You knew? But how…..the bloodlust." Bobby whispered and Sam looked over at him sadly. He tried to sit up but failed, his body weak from not feeding yet. Dean caught him and helped him up.

"They fed off me and then….he wanted me to kill you. I knew what the change'd do to me…..didn't want to hurt you. Didn't know if it'd work but it did." Sam mumbled tiredly and Dean grabbed his hand, cautiously happy that he still had his baby brother.

"What worked Sam? How are you….you should be starving." Bobby asked and Sam nodded.

"Am. Won't hurt you, you're family." Sam answered, managing a small smile for the older hunter.

"You need blood." Dean whispered and Sam nodded, looking down. Dean looked at Bobby, pleading silently.

"Has to be human with the state you're in, we can try weaning you onto animal later." Bobby stated and Sam looked up at him with wide eyes.
"But first you tell how you've managed to disobey the order to kill us." He demanded and Sam nodded, curling towards Dean who slowly shifted closer. Sam sighed, and laid his head against Dean's heart, listening to the steady beat. He felt the beat pick up and whimpered, he didn't want Dean to be afraid. He moved a hand to rub at Dean's chest and Dean shivered slightly but his heart beat started to calm again. Dean looked down at him so Sam smiled up at him.

"Won't hurt you Dean." Sam whispered, eyes pleading and Dean nodded.
"Love you, that's how I did it. Knew what was happening, could feel it spreading. Focused on you both, remembering everything and how I feel. Focused on hating them for trying to use me to hurt you. When you first came in….I was so hungry and you smelt so good but then you called for me and I knew it was you, had to protect you." Sam mumbled, fighting sleep again. Dean wrapped his arms around him and Sam cuddled in, absorbing Dean's warmth.
"So warm…..protect nest." Sam mumbled before falling still.

"He switched us with them, we're his nest Bobby." Dean whispered in shock. He held Sam close, knowing Sam wanted the warmth.
"Bobby he needs blood desperately, I think he might actually be getting colder. He's gone way too long without food." Dean argued and Bobby nodded.

"I'll see what I can do." He grabbed his things.

"Hurry. If you can't find anything…get stuff for drawing blood."

"Dean?"

"I won't let him starve. We can bag or bottle it; it'll be just like donating." Dean answered and Bobby's face said he was crazy but he left without saying anything.
"It'll be okay Sam, you can eat soon." Dean whispered, shifting on the bed so they were lying down again. Sam started sucking on his neck again and Dean grimaced, he was going to have a very obvious hickey by the time Sam was done. It was amazing that even in sleep Sam was managing not to bite, but vampires were very scent orientated so maybe he could smell that it was Dean and Dean wasn't food?

Bobby finally got back two hours later and held up the blood bag, making Dean relax. He gently shook Sam who moaned but didn't open his eyes.

"Sam? Come on kiddo, diners here. Come on Sam, wake up." Dean called but Sam didn't wake up.

"Sit him up; we'll have to feed him." Bobby said and Dean sat up, holding Sam against his chest. Bobby sat beside him and opened the bag, getting a twitch from Sam and his teeth descended.
"That's good I guess." Bobby muttered, happy Sam's mouth was at least partially open. He tipped the bag between Sam's teeth, letting a little trickle in. Dean rubbed at Sam's throat to get him to swallow and he did. It took a whole bag but Sam finally started coming around, drinking unaided other than Bobby holding the bag. Hazel eyes slowly opened and Sam stared at Bobby in shock, seeing him holding the bag. Sam reached up and gripped it so Bobby let go and went to get another. He held it up and Sam nodded, taking it once he'd drained his current one. Bobby offered another and Sam shook his head, relaxing against Dean and enjoying the feel of him holding him.

"You're warmer, feel better?" Dean asked and Sam nodded.

"Yeah. Think I can stay awake now and I feel full." Sam answered, grateful for the help.

"You scared me Sam, you wouldn't wake up." Dean whispered and Sam took his hand, squeezing it.

"Guess there's a time limit for first meals." Sam answered, leaning his head back to look up at Dean.

"Need anything?" Bobby asked and Sam shook his head but then thought about it.

"A shower? I feel kind of gross."

"Even after the one I gave you earlier?" Dean asked and Sam nodded.
"Okay, need help or can you manage?"

"Guess we'll find out." Sam answered as he pushed himself upright. He slowly shifted to the edge of the bed and then stood, happy to find he was okay. He scratched at a bandage and then pulled it off to reveal unmarked skin.
"Don't seem to need these anymore." He muttered and Dean moved to help him take them all off. Sam started to walk to the bathroom but then stopped, bitting his lip.

"Sam?" Dean called in concern and Sam looked at him.

"Could….can you…." Sam looked from Dean to the bathroom and back again so Dean got up and headed for the bathroom, getting an embarrassed smile from Sam.

"I'm gonna head back to my room." Bobby stated and Sam spun around.

"No!" He yelled.
"It's not safe." He said quieter and Bobby rolled his eyes.

"Sam."

"No." Sam snapped and Dean took his arm.

"Alright Sammy, Bobby will stay." He soothed, looking at Bobby who nodded reluctantly and sat back down. Sam nodded and then pulled Dean into the bathroom, letting him sit on the closed toilet seat while Sam stripped off and got in, not bothering with any cold water.
"Could you get it any hotter?" Dean asked and Sam shrugged.

"Just want to be warm." He admitted softly and Dean shut his eyes in pain.

"I'm sorry Sammy, if we'd found you sooner…."

"They might have hurt you or even killed you." Sam finished for him, smiling slightly.
"I was already the family freak, just more so now."

"You're not a freak Sam, vampire or not." Dean stated, staring at Sam's face only. That got him the biggest smile yet.

TBC….