Hello friends! Yeah, yeah I know I’m HORRIBLE when it comes to updating.

82 percent of my day is spent reading all of your amazing stories, and then I’ll say something along the lines of “update soon” and you do!

And then when I am asked to “update soon” it takes a week or two…or seven…

So… SORRY!!

whispers I blame college!

(Well at least the chapters got longer…)

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Sammy was out cold, either out of shock or pure exhaustion Dean wasn’t sure.

Staying in the bathroom, Dean grabbed a wet cloth and began cleaning off the blood from his brother’s face.

If Dean was about to go through with the upcoming exorcism on Sam, having his brother looking less dead and a little more decent seemed ok.

It seemed as if his body was covered with blood, his bottom lip was raw; probably from biting it.

Dean also noticed a rather large empty spot on his head when he ran his fingers through his hair, while flakes of dried blood fluttered to the floor from the jostled hair.

The blood was caked. Dean rubbed a little harder.

“It’ll be ok Sammy, I’ll make this better” Dean began coaxing to his silent brother.

Jesus. Even the cast had turned pinkish around the front near Sam’s digits…

“Most likely my own too.” Dean thought somewhat morbidly

Sammy was propped against the cabinet with his head resting to the side on his shoulder.

Dean sat up a reached underneath both of Sammy’s arm and locked his hands together in front of his chest; he began to slowly drag Sammy in to the main room towards his bed.

Navigating his long form out of the door way, Sammy’s pant leg caught on edge of the old decaying frame.

Dean yanked the body somewhat forcefully to unbind it from the stubborn trap and with a ‘twang’ noise the wood snapped,

the momentum throwing Dean off balance and he tumbled backwards with Sammy landing on his legs.

Sammy made a soft noise from the back of his throat in discomfort with the sudden jolt.

“Sorry Sammy.” Dean whispered quietly, rolling from under his brother to stand again.

Lifting the taller brother was relatively harder considering that Dean was in a bit of pain of his own after being tossed around like a rag doll.

Gathering Sammy to the foot of the bed, Dean grunted in pure frustration as his body rejected his belligerent commands of simply picking up the larger man and depositing him on the bed.

A couple of tries later and a few released grunts from the older man, Sammy was laying length-wise on the bed.

Dean lowered himself on the bed that had moved to the opposite side of the room and held his head in his hands, looking through his fingers at the motionless body.

‘An exorcism…, on my little brother…’ Dean sighed and stood up, walking to the bed and ran his fingers through Sammy’s hair again, making sure.

He was still here.

Dean stood upright slowly as his knees groaned in ache, and recovered his fallen cell phone again from the ground and made a call to the woman who he knew could help him.

One and a half rings later Missouri answered.

“Dean?” the wised woman asked

“Missouri, I gotta do an exorcism on Sammy. But, I mean… there are a few out there, and I don’t want to… I don’t want to mess it up” He said finally

“Honey, I made a call to a friend of mine over in Berkley after talking to you earlier, she deals with lower demons and had a suggested exorcism that should do fine.”

Dean released a shuddered breath

“Will it work?” he questioned

“It looks promising, if that helps,” She spoke honestly

“Dean, I’ve been sensing your brother over the states…” Missouri began, not sure on how to explain the predicament.

“Your brother has had a lot of pain in his life, you as well.

But the loses in his young life have struck too many times at his heart honey, to his soul, to his sense of actually ‘being’.”

“What has happened to Sam is something that has very very rarely even been heard of, if heard of at all.

Your brother had repressed a part of his personality that was indeed placed in his soul as an infant.” Missouri spoke smoothly

“And while trying to unlock the part of his mind that controlled his telekinesis, which was also placed there as baby, Samuel subconsciously triggered the rest of what the Demon had burdened him with.”

Dean remained silent in the motel room quickly processing what confirmed his beliefs.

He stood slowly on shaky legs but began to quickly stumble towards his brother’s side.

His phone placed lightly on the bed’s comforter.

“Sammy.” He breathed in slight despair

“This shouldn’t happen to you, this shouldn’t have happened to anyone.

Nothing should ever be able to get to you. I’m sorry for this life little brother. And I’m going to fix this now.” Dean promised

Deep Breath

“Can you give me the Right over the phone Missouri?” Dean asked after raising the phone to his ear.

“Actually the exorcism is in your father’s journal. John and Ruthie worked together to create this ritual.” Missouri gladly confirmed.

“Ruthie said it was near the front with a small picture of four crystals in the top right corner, if that helps.”

Dean rushed to Sammy’s jacket and retrieved the worn book, after quickly flipping through the pages he found the Right.

“I got it Missouri. Thank you.” Dean spoke through the phone

“Go help your brother honey, you two can’t live without the other you know?” She answered with a slight smirk in her voice.

“Yeah I know.” He said with confidence and hung up the phone.

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Author Note: I’m Sorry once again!

I think the story has about 2 or three chapters left in it, and I hope everyone has enjoyed it as much as I have!

I think about this story all the time, even though I’m not necessarily writing like I should be.

This being my first fic, I think I’ve learned a bit for the upcoming ones in the future!

QUESTION THAT SEEKS ANSWERS IN THE COMMENTS PLACE:

WHAT SONG LYRICS TRULY MEAN SOMETHING TO YOU AND/OR MAKE YOU THINK?

My answer?

“I had a plane to take me to a place so far away from you, and eventually we began to see that we could be eventually free”

“Wheels” by CAKE