Chapter Ten – Found – description of an attack and hate speech

Sam relayed everything that had happened to him with Sebastian, the note stuck to his door and with the attack and when he was finished there was silence on the other end of the line. "Dean?" he asked hesitatingly

"Why didn't you tell me all this earlier? I could have been there for you... protecting you" Dean replied gently with a hint of agitated worry

"Um well, I didn't want you to worry… I handled the situation with Sebastian, and I told my TA about the message on my door… I figured it was just some idiot who would forget about it, and it would stop eventually" Sam said contritely

"Obviously, he hasn't forgotten about it…. Is that all you haven't told me about?" Dean asked with a protective growl.

"Well… my doctor accidently called John and told him about my injuries and… and he couldn't remember if he let slip about the nature of the attack" Sam replied

"What!? Do you think your dad will go to California to see you for himself?" Dean asked worriedly

"That's what I'm fearing… what if he turns up… I'm not strong enough to fight him off, I still have memories from the last time" Sam said with a shuddery breath.

"I can be there by tonight…" Dean said reassuringly

"You don't…" Sam started

"Yes, I do… Sam, that man beat you up so bad he broke your ribs… I'm not letting him do it again" Dean said, "You don't deserve that shit Sammy" Dean said gently

Sam sighed in resignation "Thank you… I know… I'll still be in the hospital when you get here… they aren't letting me out for a while" Sam said with a sigh

"I'll be there as quickly as I can, OK" Dean said reassuringly "Is there anyone you can ask to stop John if he comes looking for you?" Dean asks

"I've asked the doctor to make sure that my dad isn't allowed into my room but I'm sure he'll find a way to get to me, you know how he is" Sam said sadly.

"I hate that this is happening to you but hopefully your dad didn't think anything of what your doctor said" Dean replied reassuringly

"We'll see… I never wanted him to know… I can just imagine his reaction; he'll want to send me to some wack job doctor who'll want to lobotomise me or something" Sam said sniffing sadly

"Over my dead body Sammy" Dean growled. "I'm going to pack my stuff and get on the road OK; I'll hopefully get there by tonight"

"Alright Dean don't drive crazy ok please, if you need to sleep, just sleep, I don't want you to plough into a tree because of me" Sam said pleadingly.

"You let me know if your father gets there before me… I might have someone who can get there if I'm not quick enough" Dean said gently then they finished the call.

Sam laid back as fear enveloped him "I'm scared Dean, I know my father and he's not going to allow his son to be gay… he will find a way to get the 'evil' out of me" Sam said sadly

"Not if I have anything to say about it?" Dean replied

"I really hope your right Dean" Sam wished

"OK, I really have to get going if I'm going to be there by tonight Sam" Dean said, and Sam could hear rustling on the other end.

"Alright…I'll see you tonight Dean" Sam said hopefully.

They hung up with Sam promising to stay safe and Dean promising to drive safely. With nothing else to do, Sam grabbed the remote and turned the TV on and hoped that he could be entertained until night fall.

Throughout the day Sam was visited a number of times by nurses and his doctor and there was a security guard stationed outside the unit hopefully looking out for his father. When most of the day went by with very little happening and very little choice in Television shows Sam eventually fell asleep out of boredom and hoped that when he awoke that Dean would be there and that he could protect him.

Dean was driving with his foot to the floor, he had to get to Sam as quickly as possible, he just had a terrible feeling that he wasn't going to make it in time, but he knew his baby would do her best.

When Dean stopped to buy himself a coffee so, he could keep going without stopping, Dean called Bobby to let him know what was happening. "How long has Same been dealing with this on his own?" Bobby asked.

"He thought he had sorted it out and the attack only happened yesterday, so he really didn't have time to call you" Dean replied reassuringly.

"So, what's the rush then?" Bobby asked

"Well, the doctor called John as next of kin and might have let slip that it was a hate crime" Dean replied

"Shit…" Bobby exclaimed

"Shit indeed, do you happen to know where John is?" Dean asked hopefully

"He was on a hunt in…. crap… drive faster Dean, John isn't that far away from California" Bobby said hurriedly

Dean pushed his Baby's engine harder than ever before as he raced down the highway "I gotta get to him Bobby" Dean let the worry for the youngest Winchester wash over him. "Have you been able to get some of your friends to delay John at all?" Dean asked hopefully

"I have a number of people who are watching for me, and they have a few roadblocks in place which will hopefully delay him before you can get there" Bobby stated

"Excellent, thanks old man" Dean said with a chuckle

"Keep me posted ya idjit" they said goodbye and as Dean drove on with flat fields on either side of him, he hoped he would get to Sam before anyone could hurt him.

As the sun went down and the external lights came on around the hospital, Sam is startled awake by a noise, he looks around the room fearfully but when nothing else happens, he relaxes back against the pillows in relief and closes his eyes with a sigh. Suddenly a hand clamps over his mouth and a gun is placed at his forehead "I should have killed you when I had the chance" says the voice that Sam would know anywhere.

His father's face comes into focus from beside the bed where he must have been crouching. "You disgust me Samuel" the older Winchester spat. "I can't believe my so-called son is a fag… it actually explains lot… you are so useless and weak that you could only be a pussy" John moved over him quickly pushing him back, he felt his arms being restrained and 2 cable ties being secured around each wrist to each railing of the hospital bed.

"No!" Sam exclaimed in fear as hands were suddenly around his neck and squeezed the gasping breath out of him "Hellll…lp" Sam could only whisper, his arms came up and he tried to push his father off him but without success.

"No one is going to help you… they're all looking the other way… and I may have planted a decoy or two" John snarled with a self-satisfied smirk. "Your little friend Sebastian… he would do anything for a little money"

"What?" He couldn't believe that Sebastian would do all of that for money. When his father's fingers loosened around his neck slightly Sam gasped a breath. "He… Help!" He rasped as loud as he could through his bruised throat as the pressure gets harder.

"You sicken me Samuel… You have disappointed me for the last time" The hands around his neck tighten further causing dark spots to flicker across his eyesight, he gasps for breath, his chest tightens, and his arms get weaker as he tries to remove the hands on his throat.

"No..ooo…" Sam said voice strained, little lights popped in his eyes and the edges becomes darker and darker as everything became blurry.

Suddenly the door slams open and someone comes into the room, voices are raised but to Sam they sound as if they are underwater.

"Get the f away from him!" Dean yells as he points his pistol at the eldest Winchester.

Sam feels as if he is floating, he is simultaneously light as a feather and heavy as lead. Everything starts to fade then the hands that are around his neck squeeze tighter and as he starts to fall into darkness, he feels the hands leave his neck and the next thing he knows is darkness as he passes out

TBC