Supernatural Fan Fiction ❯ Fey Child ❯ Chapter 10

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Chapter 10

 

Dean watched the sunrise through the bedroom window and bit back a tired groan. He'd barely slept all night due to Sam's never ending nightmares but he couldn't blame him after what he'd been through. He' didn't which was worse, hearing Sam screaming about being possessed and watching people die or him begging for them to remove the spell that kept him trapped inside his own body. Every time he woke Sam from a nightmare he'd cling to Dean and cry until he fell asleep again. He knew Bobby had to have been kept up all night to but he'd been good enough to keep his distance and let Dean deal with things. Sam began to whimper in his sleep and Dean slowly began to stroke his hair.

 

“It's okay Sammy, you're safe. Time to wake up now.” He continued to sooth him until tri-coloured eyes slowly fluttered open and focused on him. Dean smiled at Sam who still looked a bit unsure.

 

“Dean?”

 

“It's okay Sammy, we're at Bobby's remember?” Sam frowned and then nodded slowly. The memories were hazy but they were slowly clearing.

 

“I didn't hurt anyone?” He croaked and Dean handed him some water.

 

“Nope, used the spell like you begged. You pulled your own exorcism in the car but Bobby did one to be sure then he released the spell and we went to bed.” Dean explained and Sam relaxed as the memories finally cleared.

“You want some breakfast?” Sam shook his head.

“Well I'm starved, come on I can smell the bacon from here.” Dean sat up and then steadied Sam as he swayed.

“Take it slow, whatever you did plus the spell really took it out of you.” Dean steadied Sam as they headed downstairs and was glad when Sam managed to get to the kitchen on his own.

 

“Figured the smell would wake you boys, help yourselves.” Bobby called from where he was already eating at the table. He frowned when Sam only took a piece of toast to pick at but Dean shook his head to keep him quiet. When they were finished they moved into the living room and Sam curled up on the couch. Dean sat next to him and Sam moved so he was half way in his lap, not that Dean was complaining. He gently stroked through Sam's hair, noticing that his glamour was only partially up. While he wasn't glowing his hair and eyes were in their natural state.

 

“It was Meg.” Sam finally spoke up.

“She hit me when I went out for food. It hurt and I didn't know what was going on, I just knew I had to get back to Dean. It felt...it felt like my very soul was being invaded. I don't know how I got back to the motel. It hurt to try and push her back enough to talk to Dean but I think I did?” Sam looked up and Dean nodded.

 

“Told me it was in you, not that you needed to since you're eyes flashed black when I found you slumped against the door.” Dean told him and Sam nodded.

 

“Everything's real hazy and then I was in the white place and Meg was there. She taunted me about what she had planned to do. Originally she was going to possess me and then vanish for a while before calling Dean for help. You...you would have fond me with someone else's blood all over me that would have led back to a dead hunter. Then she was going to beg you to kill me to save me and stuff. She said a Fey's immunity isn't automatic and I'd left myself wide open.” Sam stopped and drank some water.

 

“How Sam?” Bobby asked and Sam seemed to huddle closer to Dean.

 

“She said I'm still playing too human, that I'm not trying to be what I am. When she told me that I just shoved power at her and she screamed, then you were there and I couldn't move.” Sam stared up at Dean.

 

“You told me to use the spell; you didn't want to hurt anyone if the demon managed to get control for a second. I was driving when there was this, white light from the back seat. When it was gone a black sludge dripped out of your mouth and nose, it disintegrated under holy water.” Dean explained and Sam nodded.

 

“It's kind of blurry but I remember seeing Bobby and then a chair. Then I was on the ground with Dean holding me and I could move again.”

 

“I did the ritual just to make sure the demon was fully gone.” Bobby explained and Sam nodded, understanding why.

 

“What did she mean by you playing too human Sammy?” Dean asked and Sam shrugged.

 

“I don't know. I use glamour all the time but all Fey do that around humans. I'm using and practising with my powers and I'm not starving myself of touch. I don't know!” Sam was starting to sound hysterical so Dean tightened his grip.

 

“Hey, calm down Sammy. It's okay, we'll figure it out.” Dean soothed and Sam shuddered but began to calm.

 

“I'm noticing that Sam's a lot more emotional than he used to be but then he suddenly goes back. Could that be part of it?” Bobby tried and they both looked at Sam who frowned.

 

“Maybe?”

 

“So don't try to be the old Sam, I know I used to complain about the emo moments and chick-flick stuff but I'd rather have that than risk you being possessed again. You just do whatever feels natural, don't worry about us. If we're in public I'll let you know if you do something to weird or anything.” Dean told Sam who relaxed a little.

 

“Keeping your glamour to the minimum or off completely whenever possible might help to. You have to accept who and what you are Sam, revel in it, don't fight it.” Bobby came up with, shifting uncomfortably at how emotional things were getting. Sam nodded and then yawned.

 

“Let's get you back to bed, see you later Bobby.” Dean said, hauling Sam upright.

 

“I'll leave sandwiches in the fridge for when you get hungry.

 

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Sam curled up against Dean's chest and snuggled in, ready to sleep. He blinked sleepily as Dean chuckled.

 

“You look like a cat Sammy.” He whispered and Sam smiled.

“Get some rest, I've got you.” Dean reached down to kiss his forehead but Sam moved and their lips met. Dean gasped in shock even as Sam closed his eyes and moved closer, deepening the kiss. Dean moaned but then pulled away.

“Sammy?” Sam stared up at him, his eyes pleading.

“Talk to me Sam.”

 

“Please Dean, need you.” Sam begged and Dean hesitated.

“You're my home, my one. Cearnach knew it, it's why he left.” Sam explained.

 

“Did you know?” Dean managed to ask and Sam shook his head.

 

“?Not till....you were dreaming and I couldn't help it. And I kissed you and you tasted like home and my true form doesn't affect you like it should.” Sam was babbling so Dean put his finger against his lips.

 

“I get it Sam. I...heard you dreaming too one night, you said my name. The thoughts been there since but we're brothers Sam.” Dean swallowed nervously.

 

“Not biologically. Please Dean, say you want this.” Dean stared down at Sam and then pulled him up into another kiss. Sam melted against him and Dean held him close. They parted for air and Dean moved down so he was lying out on the bed.

 

“You need to sleep Sammy and we're not rushing this.” Dean said and Sam nodded, cuddling in as close as he could get, relieved and happy that Dean wasn't pushing him away. Dean had kissed him! So they still had a lot of things to work out but it was a start.

 

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Dean woke up to a warm weight on his chest and smiled as he saw Sam, still curled up and deep asleep on top of him. He reached down and began weaving his fingers throw the multi-shaded hair, chuckling slightly when Sam tried to burrow in deeper. Tri-coloured eyes blinked up at him sleepily and then Sam smiled.

 

“Want anything?” Dean asked softly and Sam shook his head.

 

“Comfy.” Sam murmured, placing a soft kiss on Dean's chest. Dean chuckled again and then tugged Sam up and he came willingly. Dean kissed him hesitantly and Sam responded eagerly for a second before pulling back to stare at Dean.

“What's wrong? Don't you want this?”

 

“I do Sam, I do. It's just going to take a while to feel completely comfortable. Our whole lives you've been my little brother Sam and changing that takes a bit of getting used to. We need to take this slow Sammy, okay? Please.” Sam smiled at his explanation.

 

“It's okay, I guess it's easier for me with the instincts and stuff but you don't have that. Just don't push me away.”

 

“Never.”

 

TBC...