In the following days Sam astonished his doctors by making a full recovery. They'd expected it to go slowly, it was a miracle he'd woke up at all, cautioning against straining himself by pushing too hard too fast. Yet five days later he not only had all feeling back, he was walking, talking and living normally. Just as he had before the first seizure. The medical team was baffled. They'd never seen anything like it in all their years of practice. He was being touted as a medical marvel. Which meant it was time to get the hell out of dodge before the medical journals and press started sniffing around.

Jack would assist in the escape. He'd helped them remove all evidence of the ritual performed and kept silent while waiting for Dean's explanation. Which turned out, was even more fantastic than what he'd witnessed with his own eyes. He wasn't sure what to do with it. And yet he believed it. Every word. "Huh." Was all he said when Dean finished his story.

The other man's expression set Dean to chuckling. He was confused, he'd just had the world he thought he knew rewritten for him, but he was taking it better than Dean expected. Even more surprising was that Jack accepted it - and them. They'd plunged him into an insane new world, but he would remain their friend. Dean was pretty happy about that. He didn't have a lot of friends, none outside of hunting. This would be new for both of them.

The three men had filled Sam in on all that had happened. He reassured them that he felt great. He'd had no visions since the spell had been performed. It looked like his powers had been bound, just as they'd hoped. Though he joked this would make it harder to track the demons down.

Dean rolled his eyes and said it wasn't like they'd done them any good anyway. They couldn't hunt them down when Sam's ass kept ending up unconscious. Brotherly banter ensued, Bobby ended up calling them 'Idjits' and Jack watched it all with a smile.


Bobby took their things down and got the car ready while Jack convinced Dean to let him sneak Sam down to them alone. It would be easier for two men to sneak out than three. He was unhappy about it, but Sam backed him up, so Dean left to join Bobby outside with a parting threat to his friend. If anything happened to Sam it was his ass.

Sam rolled his eyes muttering "Overprotective jerk." while Jack laughed and shook his head. Fifteen minutes later he lead Sam out a back employee entrance and they joined the others.

Standing next to the car, Jack rubbed the back of his neck. "So this is it."


He shook his head. "It's going to be quiet around here without you guys. Well, once the upset over your departure dies down." He smiled.

The boys and Bobby grinned. "They'll get over it. After all, it's reward enough having helped us." Dean smirked.

"Where will you go?"

"Dunno. Wherever the next hunt takes us. But I'm thinking maybe a little R'n R first. We deserve it. Don't ya think, Sam?" Dean turned to his brother.

Sam nodded. "Sounds like a plan." After all they had been through, he wanted to take a break, not just for himself but for his brother. He could only imagine how hard this was for him. The guilt sat in his stomach. He'd done it again, been a burden. He'd try to make it up to him. If Dean would let him. He kept telling him it wasn't his fault. Sam wished he could believe that.

As they piled in the Impala, Jack tapped a palm on the door and leaned down. "You guys take care. Don't be reckless."

Dean attempted to look innocent. "Who me? Where'd you get an idea like that?"

Jack laughed, then sobered. He was going to miss them. "Keep in touch, alright?" He hoped they would. Knowing their lives he would worry if they didn't.

Dean nodded. "Yeah."

He stepped back and shoved his hands in his pockets. "Well then, I guess I should let you go."

"Thanks man."

Jack shook his head. "No need. It's my job."

"It was more than that." Sam said. He was grateful to the man for being the friend Dean needed. And for that he would always have a friend in Sam.

"Call us if you need us. Or you know, just to BS." Dean added.

Jack smiled. "You bet."

"Cya around."

"Yeah, later."

The car pulled off and Jack waved. As he watched them fade from sight he wondered if he could go back to normal everyday life. These men had changed him. There were things in the dark out there.

He turned and shuffled back to the building. He felt better knowing men like them were out there too, doing their job. And maybe, he could be of more help than he realized doing his.


Sam sat back in his seat and tried to relax. They'd dropped Bobby at his truck and were following him back to his place to recoup. He watched the stripes on the highway pass as he entertained some thoughts he was sure Dean wouldn't like. Still, he had to throw it out there.

"Hey Dean?"


"My powers. They may be bound, not gone right?"

Dean frowned. "I guess so. Why?" He looked at Sam. "You know you don't need to worry about that because Bobby and I took care of it. We covered our bases. You're free."

Sam looked down at his hands folded in his lap, flexing his fingers. "I know. I was just thinking...What if they could help you?"

Dean's brows went up. "What?"

"What if I can use them, tap into them, I'm connected to demons right? What if I could use that to get you out of your deal?"

Dean's brows immediately drew down in anger. "No way."

He pulled off on the side of the road, threw the car in park and turned to face Sam. "You never say anything like that again. Hell, don't even think it. Ever. You hearing me? 'Cause if you do, I'm going to kick your ass."

Sam pulled a confused frown, eyes penetrating. He had to make Dean see what an opportunity they were sitting on. "But if I could-"

"You nearly died Sam!" Dean shouted, eyes wide. He couldn't believe this. "No matter how much I want out of it-"

"I could learn to control it though, then I wouldn't get sick." He had to make Dean see. This could work. It's the solution they'd been desperate for.

Dean sat back and looked sad. "I don't want to be saved that way, Sam." Sam opened his mouth. "No. I would never want you to risk yourself for me. It's not worth it. We'll find another way." Sam's eyes were teary and forlorn. "Please Sammy, let it go. For me."

Sam didn't want to, he still felt his brother was wrong. It was well worth it to him. But seeing how upset Dean was, he nodded.

Dean turned to stare out the windshield a moment before turning back to Sam with a smirk. "If Bobby asks why we're behind I'm telling him it's because you had to stop and pee every ten minutes."

Sam lost the fight to a smile. "Jerk. You're the one who'd drink a ton of soda, then need to stop."

Dean snorted. "You were the one who got motion sick for years, bitch."

"Bite me."

Both boys were smiling as they pulled back out on the road. They weren't certain what the future held, but they would face it. Together.


Author's Note: Did you really think I'd leave Sam w/challenges? I'm an equal opportunity limper, but I just couldn't do it. Lol. So this is the end. I really had fun writing this once I got past my writers block and I hope you all enjoyed it. Thanks so much for reading.