I was up before anyone else the next morning. I left Sam sleeping soundly in his room after grabbing one of his plaid shirts and a pair of my boxers. I padded barefoot downstairs to the library where Sam's laptop was open on the table and sat down to begin searching for Dean's GPS. I was on the computer for probably an hour before I found it and when I did I was surprised by what I found. The GPS showed that he was here at the bunker! I quickly stood from where I was sitting and went on high alert. As I looked around the room sensing that I was not alone I saw Dean standing behind the bookcase with the large sword on top. My heart leapt into my throat as he began to smile at me in a sinister way. "Looking for me?", he said coldly. I was backed against the table and placed my hands on the edge of it behind me, "Dean you need help. Please let us help you get better."
Dean stalked around the end of the bookcase and toward me, more lion like than man. "Now sweet Jade what makes you think I need help? See you should just go on back to Sam's room, crawl in bed with him and forget all about me." I swallowed and looked for a way to get something between myself and Dean. He was so cold and calculating that he scared me. "Why do you look so scared little one? Isn't that what Sam calls you? Little one? I've seen the two of you together and I think I'd give you another name. Maybe something more along the lines of, slut. You do things for my little brother that no one ever has." I knew the things that Dean was saying was the demon talking and not him. It didn't cause me to feel any safer though.
Dean was getting way too close for my comfort. I spun away from him just as he reached out for me and began to run toward the door and into the hallway. As I burst through the door I saw Sam, back against the wall outside the library. He quickly held a finger to his lips to quiet me. I reigned in my expression and whirled to face Dean. He was stalking toward me but I could see what Sam had in his hands. In one he held a bottle of holy water and in the other he had a pair of handcuffs with demon sigils on them. "You trying to run from me? You know I'll find you.", Dean said as he held both hands out to his sides and stepped through the door. It was the move Sam needed as he reached out and snapped the cuff over Dean's outstretched arm. Dean growled an inhuman sound and whirled toward Sam. Sam flung the holy water onto Dean and then snapped the cuff over his other wrist while Dean was howling in pain.
Nancy came running from the direction of her room. I guess the sounds must have woken her. I reached to grab her so that she wouldn't run into the danger of the two brothers as they wrestled on the floor. Dean was angry that he couldn't get away from Sam. I worried that Sam's shoulder wasn't as well as I thought maybe it was but he held his own. "Jade go open those doors to the basement room. I've got to get Dean in there but I need y'all to stand back out of the way until I get him there.", Sam gave instructions and I nodded. Nancy was crying softly but she wasn't trying to get to Dean like she was a few seconds ago. She understood that Sam was trying to help him, not trying to hurt him. I ran to throw the doors open for Sam as he hauled Dean to his feet. Dean was strong but Sam was bigger giving him the upper hand especially now that he had Dean in the cuffs that suppressed the demon inside.
Once Sam had Dean in the chair inside the demon trap on the floor of the basement, Nancy and I quietly made our way into the room. Sam stood over Dean breathing heavily while Dean glared up at him. "I've got a cure for you Dean. You just relax here while I go pick up the necessary provisions.", Sam all but snarled at his older brother. I ushered Nancy out of the room, reading Sam's body language and knowing he wanted us to leave the room. He soon followed us out into the hall and pulled the doors closed behind him. "I want you two to stay out of there. I know you'll want to go in and try to talk some sense into him Nancy but please stay out. Anything he's saying now isn't him. It's the demon talking and it's pissed. I've got to run into town and pick up some things. Don't worry, Dean can't get out of there so you're safe here but just stay out. Promise?" Sam said as his eyes bored into Nancy. Nancy nodded, "I understand Sam. I just want him better." Sam pulled her into his arms, "That's what I want too Nancy. We're going to make it right." He kissed the top of her head and then she stepped back. He pulled me into his arms and looked down at me, "I won't be long. Ignore anything Dean may say in the meantime. Better yet just stay on the opposite end of the bunker so you can't hear him." I nodded and then Sam was gone after a quick kiss.
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Sam quickly dressed in the lab coat and grabbed the doctor's credentials that he had hidden in the lockers in the garage of the bunker. He combed his hair back from his face and made sure it stayed in place so as to look more professional. When he was satisfied that he looked sufficiently like an educated doctor he headed to a nearby hospital. On the way in he placed a quick call to a priest friend of his to meet him there. A few minutes later he was at the hospital and no one even blinked in question of who he was. He made his way to the blood supply closet and peeked inside to see that it was full of what he needed. His priest friend found him a few minutes after that. The two of them slipped into the room and Sam drew the shades and then nodded at the priest to begin.
The priest started the incantation as Sam stood back and watched. He needed this blood to be purified even if it meant that someone would not get a transfusion because his brother needed it just as bad. If this made Sam a monster then so be it. Family came first and he knew if the roles were reversed that Dean would have done the same for him. When the priest was finished Sam clapped him on the shoulder and slipped him a few bills. The priest nodded to Sam and left the room quietly. Sam went to the cooler after grabbing a small Coleman cooler and selected the blood type he knew was Dean's. Dumping the whole tray into the cooler he was on his way back to the bunker.
Back at the bunker Sam walked into the kitchen with the cooler in his hand. He found both women in there baking cookies. Jade looked up as he walked into the room and her eyes went wide at the sight of him in the lab coat. He watched as her breath caught before he gave her a small wink, "Ok I've got what I need. I'm going to head in there and start this process." Nancy looked very sad and small, "Can we help? I want to help him be better Sam." Sam hesitated and then nodded, "Give me a few minutes and then you can come in. Just be warned that he may say anything and most likely it won't be anything nice." Jade pulled the cookies from the oven and then reached to turn it off. She left the cookies on the cookie sheet and followed Sam to his room.
Sam changed into a pair of jeans and a plaid shirt before heading to the basement room where Dean was held. Jade followed him and then soon Nancy walked in behind the first two. Dean sat in the chair, tied by his wrists and ankles. He looked up coldly when the trio walked into the room, "What is this and intervention?", he sneered. Sam didn't say a word, only placed the cooler on the table and began to prepare his supplies. Nancy's eyes went wide at the sight of the huge syringes and needles and the bags of blood. "What are you planning on doing Sam?", she questioned quietly. Sam looked up at her and cleared his throat, "I have to inject him with purified blood to get rid of the demon Nancy. This will not be pretty and if you don't want to stay and witness this then I understand." Nancy crossed her arms over her chest and shook her head, "No way am I leaving Sam Winchester!" Sam nodded and gave her a small smile. He understood how she felt about Dean despite the demon wreaking havoc in all their lives.
Sam took one syringe and filled it with the blood. Holding it up he walked toward Dean, "You think this is going to cure me Sammy? I've got more pumping through my veins than demon juice.", Dean snarled. Sam answered coldly, "Yeah Mark of Cain….I got it." "Sammy please…you know I hate shots." Sam plunged the needle into Dean's arm, "I hate demons!", he said simply as Dean began to snarl and fight against the blood seeping into his veins. The sizzling was almost deafening and the sounds Dean made were nothing close to human. Nancy covered her ears and Jade swallowed the taste of bile. Sam told us that the injections would continue until Dean was cured. It could get worse or it could get better in the next few hours.
When it was time for the next injection Sam walked toward Dean. Dean breathed heavily still, "For all you know you could be killing me." Sam answered him, "Or you could just be messing with me. Either way the lore doesn't say anything about any exceptions." Dean began to laugh, "The Lore. Hunters….Men of letters. What a load of crap it all is. Oh you got nothin?" Sam looked down at Dean in his chair, "Oh you want me to debate you? This isn't even the real you I'm talking to!" Sam plunges the syringe into the back of Dean's neck and pushes the plunger. Dean begins to choke and groan. After a few seconds he says with his voice straining, "What happens if this doesn't work Sammy? You know what you have to do then. Do you have the stomach for that? Especially with our women standing here watching the monster that you've become?" Sam's jaw clenched as he looked at the women who were standing off to the side looking fearful.
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Three hours went by with Sam injecting Dean with several more syringes of blood. Dean was panting and looking barely alive. Sam squatted in front of him and patted his cheek firmly. "Dean you in there?" When Dean came to we could all tell that Dean was more human. His eyes were black but as Sam began to talk to him trying to get through to him they turned back to their normal apple green. I breathed a sigh of relief seeing Dean's eyes change and looked to Nancy who had begun to cry. She made her way over to Dean and fell at his feet in the floor. She lay her head against his chest, "Oh Dean I thought you were gone forever! Dean….Dean…I…I love you!", she said as she looked up through tear stained lashes at him. Dean winced and began to groan as a warmth spread through him and his arm where the mark of Cain began to glow. The glow finally faded and when it did the mark was gone.
Sam placed an arm around me as we watched the exchange between the couple. We looked away from each other as we heard Dean gasp out loud. "Nancy…you made it leave me. I can't feel the mark anymore.", Dean said looking down at Nancy. Nancy wiped at her tears with the back of her hand and said, "It's gone Dean. The mark isn't there now." Dean looked down and saw that what Nancy said was true. Nancy stood and grabbed Dean's face in her hands. She crushed her mouth down on his and the couple shared an intimate few minutes. Sam and I walked out of the room to give them some privacy.
After a few minutes and a few shared kisses between Sam and myself we decided we needed to go back in and release Dean from his bonds. "Those two will probably want some time alone. What's say you go back into our room and put that doctor's get up back on? I'm feeling like I need an exam from Doctor Sammy.", I said to Sam. He blushed slightly and I stood on tip toe to nip at his bottom lip. His hand covered my ass and pulled me close to him for a few lingering minutes before he released me. "Meet you in our room in five minutes and prepare to be fully probed.", Sam said wickedly.
THE END!