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Dean guns the engine of the Impala. He went back inside to do some research and leave a hasty note telling his brother he was fine and he'd be back. He found someone he thought had probably made a deal and it was coming due. No way was he losing Sammy again. He was going to do this his way now.

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Sam wakes up and sees the hotel room completely empty; as in, his brother was nowhere to be found. He sees a note on the table by the bed and picks it up, noticing Dean's hasty scrawl saying he was okay and that he'd be back later. Sam narrows his eyes, knowing something is up. He sets the paper down and looks around the room, trying to find any clues that could tell him where his brother went. He notices his laptop isn't where he'd last seen it and he sits at the table pulling it over to him. He clicks on the browser and opens up its' history.

"Son of a Bitch," Sam curses, seeing the research Dean had done before he left. Sam grabs his coat and key and leaves the hotel room, intent on finding a car and heading to the town he knew Dean was.

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Dean enters the house on edge. He had arrived but it didn't look like anyone had lived here in a few years. He looks throughout the house, but only accomplishes proving his suspicions correct. He huffs, angry that he wasted time on this lead. He hears a car outside and instantly goes into high alert. He flattens himself against the wall and waits as he hears footsteps approaching the door. The door opens and closes and the footsteps warily walk through the house. When Dean's sure the intruder is right next to him he launches himself off the wall and slams the guy into the wall.

"Sammy?" Dean asks, surprised at seeing his brother in front of him.

"Dean," Sam says, staring at his brother, not surprised by his actions. Dean abruptly backs off. "What the hell are you thinking?"

"I was thinking you were an intruder," Dean says, knowing this isn't what Sam is talking about. He walks away from his brother a few steps, his back to Sam.

"That isn't what I am talking about and you know it," Sam accuses, glaring at his brother and locking eyes with him.

"I was thinking my brother was dying and I wasn't gonna just stand by and watch it happen. Again," Dean says angrily, whipping around to face Sam. They hear a noise and they turn towards it. Before they can register what it is, Dean is flying into the far wall.

"Dean!" Sam says making a run for him but finds he can't. He realizes his feet are frozen in place. Sam looks to his right and sees Crowley standing before them with a smug look on his face.

"Now this is a surprise," Crowley says, looking between the two Winchesters. "I knew I'd get Rocky but Bullwinkle too?"

Dean struggles against the invisible force holding him against the wall.

"In fact, it works out better you're here Sam," Crowley says, approaching him with a leer on his face. He hears a noise and he looks over at Dean. "Don't worry Dean. I won't hurt baby brother too much."

Suddenly, there is a sharp pain in Sam's chest and he lets out a yell, not being able to stifle it from the sudden onslaught. Sam crumbles to his knees, holding his chest. He begins coughing and more blood escapes his mouth.

"You see boys, it might be hard to believe, but I don't want you to close the Gates of Hell. Now, I've underestimated you two knuckleheads in the past only to watch you two find some way to still save the world. Well, I'm not going to make that mistake again. This time I'm going to take precautions," Crowley says, staring at Dean. Sam let's out another yell as another wave of pain hits him in the chest.

"I swear Crowley…" Dean threatens as his voice and look turns deadly.

"You're in no position to be making threats Dean," Crowley says coldly, still staring directly at Dean. Crowley squeezes his hand and Sam lets out a loud yell, louder than the previous ones, and Dean flinches.

"Please," Dean says, watching his brother trying and failing to control the pain. Crowley answers it with an evil smirk. He turns his attention back to Sam. He forces him to stand upright before Sam flings back into the wall behind him with a crash. Sam groans in pain. "Sammy!"

"You know. I was thinking about just helping your little sickness along Sam but hey, why not kill you like you killed all the women in your life," Crowley says. Dean's eyes grow wide, his breath catching in his throat and his stomach dropping. Crowley begins using his powers to choke Sam while raising him up the wall.

"Crowley!" Dean says, all but pleading, his gaze shifting from his brother to Crowley and back again. "Please!"

Crowley smiles, letting out a slight chuckle before letting go and watching Sam fall to the floor, just barely able to catch himself. Sam falls to his knees and bends over, resting his forehead on the floor before him. He takes deep breathes, trying to simultaneously get air back into his lungs and control the pain. Crowley turns to Dean.

"I suggest you don't let your brother finish the trials Dean. Or next time, I won't be so nice. You'll be begging me to kill him quickly," Crowley says coldly right before he disappears.

Dean falls to the floor but springs to his feet and arrives at his brothers' side in a few bounds. He falls to his knees and grabs ahold of his brother, pushing him back and checking him over, making sure he's okay.

"Sammy? Sammy, talk to me man," Dean says, his voice shaking slightly.

"I'm okay," Sam says breathlessly, trying to calm his brother. "I'm…oh God."

Dean feels the hard grip on his jacket before Sam pulls him closer, resting his forehead on his chest with a groan. Before he thinks about it, Dean wraps an arm around him.

"That's it, I'm taking you to a hospital," Dean says, leaving no room for argument.

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