Part 6, its short, but hope it worth it.

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As Sam fell, 'he' was calming down a little and looked at the boy. Blood ran down his back, which was beginning to bruise as were the top of his legs. His backside was a mixture of bruises and open wheals. But he didn't care and let the boy laid on the floor.

End of flashback

"I passed out, Castiel. For many times I passed out, laid unconscious on the floor."

I sighed heavily. I felt my own tears, while he didn't let the tears out. I think he had learnt how to hold the tears.

Part 6.

Mrs. Wesson and Michael Wesson

"The next morning, I was woken up by Dean who rushed to me after 'he' was released from the closet. Dean so worried about me, and didn't think I could go to work that day But 'he' wants me to go. And I think that would be better than I have to stay at home with him, even I didn't know how to work on this condition. I couldn't even walk to the factory! Dean had to lift me to the dock!"

"Thankfully Mr. Singer were so nice. He looked my condition and letting me to take a rest, doesn't have to do my job. He even let me rest in his office. He took care of me. But of course, I couldn't stand with the kindness. I should working. There's letter I should deliver. And somehow I go to work. I tried, I swear! But it was torture, my shirt rubbed the wounds mercilessly and my legs were giving up as well my back. And when I came back from delivering, I gave up, and fell to the street right before a wagon passing me. I thought they would hit me, but I didn't feel anything as I fell unconscious."

"They found me, Cas. Mrs. Wesson and her son, Michael. They pulled me out from the street. She was a great lady. I got a fever when they took me to their house.

Flashback

Sam was woken up by the hands who bathed his wounds. He thought it was Dean, but no, there's no Dean! It was a lady who bathed him. And he went hysterical full of fears.

"Easy, son, don't move."

But Sam kept struggling and tried to turn his body back.

"Sammy?" a familiar voice rushed into him. It was Dean. Dean was here! Sam grabbed his brother and hugged him.

"It's okay, Sam, they are just bathing your back, I'm here, Sammy."

With Dean beside him, Sam was calming, and stayed on his belly.

This lady was tried to be gentle and careful. Then wait the doctor to examine him.

As the doctor came, he checked and examined the little boy. Sam was lay quiet still in Dean's arm, hold all the pain. Anything doesn't matter for him as long as Dean was there.

The doctor sighed as he finished, "Don't worry, son, you'll be okay. Get some rest," he ruffled Sam's hair with smiled, then asked the lady to come out.

Sam was still in pain, he couldn't move his body. He was so tired then fell to sleep in Dean's arms.

Sam was trapped in a world of pain and fever, his back hurt, was sore and his whole body ached. Dark dreams held him captive, 'him' and the belted, the beats, the rats,. He struggled to surface and escape.

He could hear Dean's voice, wrapped him and settled him. But there's another voice and hands. A lovely soothing voice, warm and gentle touch and, kept him in safety. Was it mam? Mam held him tight, comforting him, and ready to take him with her? Mam he never saw, mam who bled for him. Yeah, she must be here, she came for him, came for taking him with her to heaven to stop his suffer. And he was ready to go, then fell into her arms with deep peaceful sleep.

Sam slowly became aware of his surroundings. He was laid in a nice bed, not his bunk. Sunlight shine through the window, warming the room. He didn't know where he was, how he'd got there, what he could only remember was pain and fear, and dark dreams with the belt and the rats.

"Hi, Sam," a warm smiled and sweet voice from a lady greeted him

Sam was confused, he focused his eyes.

"You got fever last night," Mae Wesson knew this boy was so scarred, and she doesn't want to scar him more.

That clicked him. He wasn't at his room. He scanned the room, then fear through him.

"Don't be afraid, you safe here, son. Don't you remember? You got hit by wagon yesterday? We hit you. But don't worry, doctor had treated it all as well your back."

It clicked him once again. His father! And Dean! He's looking his brother, but he was not found. The fear wider. He tried to get up, and this lady was held him,

"Where are you going, son?"

Sam couldn't answer and he's struggling to get up and get out from here. He has to find Dean.

"Calm down, Sam, Dean will come."

With Dean's word, Sam stopped struggling.

Mae nodded, "Dean would be here, he'll come for you, after his work. You know he has to go to work, right?"

Sam still looked at her, try to believe.

"He knows you here, and he will come after working. Don't worry, Sam, he will come, he's not leaving you."

Slowly Sam believed her.

"Now, go back to sleep, you still need rest. I promised, he would be here when you woke up."

Sam had to believed, beside, his back gave up, he didn't have any strength to fight again. He just wanted to sleep

"Don't worry, you safe here, no one is going to hurt you, I promised," she said and guided him to laid back.

And Sam was back to sleep to be found Dean was there when he woke up. Dean was not leaving him.

End flashback

"She took after me, she bathed my wounds, and she fed me and wrapped me while I'm lost in dark pain fever world, just like Dean did. I didn't know was it a pity or what, but they show me love. They like me. I was put in the big room with a nice bed and treated like a young master. She even bathed me, washed my hair and gave me fine clothes. She showed me love. Michael was too. He was there to accompany me and took me to a great conversation," he smiled little; "I know it was fool, I couldn't talk while he always talking, tell me everything. But he doesn't seemed care. He liked to stay with me. I think he liked me too. Well they were like me, Cas, Mr. Wesson, Mrs. Wesson, and Michael. They love me! For two days in my life I feel so happy again. There's someone who love and taking good care of me beside Dean. I want to stay with them, Cas," I smiled for the memory

I smiled too, imagined his happiest moment.

"So, Dean left you there, to stay with them?"

But he shook his head sadly. "'He' found me, Castiel. Like I told you, never dreaming for what you could never had. 'He' picked us from that great house and back with 'him', and there's a high price I should pay."

"He beat you up?"

"Worst. Dean tried to protect me. He covered me up and took the beating for me, but I know he wouldn't leave me alone. So he beat me a lot worse than I never had before. He knocked me down and locked me in the closet for three days. No water, no food, with body bruised bleeding. I heaved out. I peed myself, and vomited myself. I didn't think I would survive. But I did. I even didn't aware when Dean finally took me out, I just glad to get out from there."

I silent for a moment and took a deep breath. I didn't know if I could stand to hear another story. It wasn't like I expected. This a lot worse!

"That's why I scared of the dark."

Yes, Sam, I could see that.

"I got fever again from the onslaught. But he never cared. "

I sighed in pain.

TBC

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