Supernatural Fan Fiction ❯ Hell Can Be Home Too ❯ Chapter 2

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Chapter 2

 

When Dean woke he found himself in a familiar position, in bed and held close by the thing masquerading as Sam. He didn't know how long it'd been going on; only that he'd slept about five times since it had started. At least he was being fed and given water regularly, though what the price for that would eventually be he didn't want to imagine. He'd only woken alone twice and the demon had been there after he'd left the bathroom, waiting with food for Dean to eat, sometimes it even ate with him. While the break from physical torture was kind of nice he'd almost prefer it over this.

 

He froze as hazel eyes slowly opened and the demon smiled softly at him. The demon moved back a bit as it always did once they were both awake, giving him some space that he was grateful for.

 

“Good morning Dean.” Was the gentle greeting and Dean gave a jerky nod in reply. He'd learnt the demon wouldn't give up until he replied in some manner, just like stubborn Sam. He shook that thought away; no he would not fall for it. The demon sat up and stretched and Dean found himself studying it closely, looking for any mistakes. There were none that he could see, all of Sam's scars were present on the visible skin though were a few that he didn't recognise but they had that `new scar' look to them, obviously meant to have been gained since Dean's death.

“Hungry?” Dean bit his lip but nodded and the demon smiled.

“I'll go get breakfast while you wash up.” The demon stood up and Dean looked away, not wanting to see it walk around looking like Sam while half naked. He hadn't even realised neither of them was wearing a shirt!

 

Dean waited for the demon to leave before heading towards the closet to grab some clothes and then into the bathroom to shower. He shuddered as he realised something...he was doing everything the demon told him to! Shit! He closed his eyes and leant against the wall, ignoring the boiling water pounding into his skin. He choked back a sob as he though over what he'd become, some demon's pet, just because it looked and acted so much like Sammy. The real Sam must be so ashamed of him. He tried not to cry but for some reason since being in hell he found it harder to fight showing his emotions.

 

“Dean!” he didn't react to the horrified scream as Sam saw what he was doing. Sam moved fast, turning the water off and bundling Dean up in a towel before carrying him over to the bed to inspect the damage. Despite the fact that Dean would heal it hurt to see him hurt in any way.

“Dean? Can you hear me? Where does it hurt?” Sam demanded and slowly green eyes focused on him. Sam gasped in surprise as Dean's knee caught him in the stomach, followed by a fist aimed for his face. Sam dodged and grabbed Dean's wrist gently. He didn't want to hurt Dean but that didn't mean he wanted to be hit either, sure Dean was nowhere near his former strength yet but Sam didn't want to risk his eyes flashing on instinct or something.

“Dean calm down, it's me. You're going to be okay. I need to see what damage you did standing under hot water like an idiot.” Sam argued as he dodged another kick. Finally he was forced to pin Dean to the bed with his body, staring into angry, fearful green eyes.

 

“Get off.” Dean growled out, sounding so much like his old self that Sam's heart soared for a second.

“Not your pet Demon!” Dean spat and Sam closed his eyes.

 

“Dean you jerk! I'm just trying to help you! I walked into hell for you, to save you from the torture! Because you're my big brother and I love you, I'd do anything for you.” Sam yelled, fighting to keep control of his powers, he would not hurt Dean. Dean went suddenly still beneath him, eyes wide in shock.

 

“What...”

 

“Dean?”

 

“Bitch.” Dean whispered and Sam laughed, tears slipping down his cheeks.

 

“Jerk.” He answered softly, freeing one hand to cup Dean's face.

“It's me Dean, promise. I'm not leaving you ever again.” Sam whispered and Dean's gaze was suspicious but less hostile. Sam sighed and moved off of Dean, extending a hand to his brother. Dean looked at it but didn't take it, struggling up on his own and ignoring Sam's pleading look. Sam pushed his grief aside and slowly walked over to Dean, gently checking the burns.

“Not too bad, they'll heal pretty quick here.”

 

“Sammy wouldn't stay in hell.” Dean whispered and Sam pressed a soft kiss to the back of his neck.

 

“No choice Dean. You don't have a body to go back too, the damage was too severe and I won't leave you here alone.” Sam answered sadly.

 

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Sam watched the souls being tortured sadly. Sure many of them deserved to be in Hell but he could not bring himself to enjoy hearing their screams. Nearby demons cowered away from him as he walked amongst them, lost in thought. If there was some way to take Dean back to Earth it would help so much but he didn't know any way other than Dean becoming a demon himself and there was no way he was asking for ways. He could not show any weakness to the demons around him. They already chafed at his orders about not killing when above ground; anyone possessed was to be left in good physical condition when the demon vacated the premises. He'd simply told them it would help hide them from Hunters if they didn't pull of humanly impossible stunts for fun and it was true.

 

He hated ruling the demons, even though a part of him relished in their fear and obedience. He just wanted to stay with Dean all the time. Dean...he smiled at the thought of his healing brother. Dean was slowly putting on weight and beginning to look like he had before he'd died much to Sam's relief and enjoyment. How a soul lost or gained weight he wasn't entirely sure but it wasn't really important. He just wished Dean would believe that he really was Sam. He'd never done anything remotely demonic around him and yet Dean kept insisting Sam was merely a demon toying with him and it was getting frustrating. Okay so Dean was right about Sam being a demon now but he would never hurt Dean, he still loved him no matter how he had changed. But lately he hadn't been able to stop noticing Dean's looks or the way his eyes changed shades of green depending on his mood. There was a good reason he moved away from Dean once he woke up, he didn't want Dean to feel the way his body reacted to their closeness, didn't want to scare Dean anymore than he already was. He dreamt of them together, sharing eternity happily and he hoped one day he would get his dream.

 

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Bobby opened the letter, heart heavy with dread. He hadn't seen the kid since...no one he'd contacted had and Bobby was afraid for him. And now out of the blue a letter that was dated two weeks ago. He sat down hard as he read the letter, a single tear falling.

 

Bobby,

Thanks for everything; you've been like a second father to both of us. If you're reading this then I went through with it. I'm sorry Bobby but I can't live without him. I see him every night, in my dreams, screaming as they tear him apart. I can't leave Dean to that fate for eternity, I just can't. I'm going after him, by now I'm already there. I know you know something about what Dad feared but I'm doing this for Dean. I left the impala in a lot for you, take care of her. All our hunting supplies and stuff are still in her, so use what you want. Don't worry about us Bobby; just make sure you live a long, happy life.

Samuel Winchester.

 

The letter fell from his hand as he stared at nothing, lost in his memories of two little boys he'd watched grow and now he had lost both of them. Yes he knew what John had feared, he'd even assured Dean that Sam had been brought back okay and now...Sam was giving into the very thing he had always fought. Would he be able to stay Sam enough to even want to save Dean? He had to believe that the brother's love was stronger than any demonic power. He had to.

 

TBC...