Worry Ch 6

Dean was sitting with Sam, staring intently at his brother. He was mentally chanting "Wake up, Sammy." Blair gasped when she walked in the door, making Dean turn around. He quickly got to his feet and helped her to sit down since there was only one chair. Tears stung Blair's eyes as she saw the man who save her life from a burning fire, then again from a crazed crush. This all happened almost a year ago now. She was having flashbacks from then when she felt a hand on her shoulder. She stared at the hand for a few minutes until finally following it up to Dean. Dean had helped to drag her and her sister from the fire as well. She saw the tears that he would not let fall even though hers were flowing from her eyes like waterfalls. Sam was pale white, his face plastered in a peaceful look. His hair was matted to his forehead from sweating and he had scruff growing on his face. Blair had never seen Sam like this before and it broke her heart. LJ had wandered in from where ever she had been and leaned against the wall staring at Sam with sorrow filling her eyes. She already had cried herself dry. Amy grew tired of the sadness filling the room.

"Guys, he is not dead. Stop treating him like he is." Her voice echoed throughout the quiet room making everyone jump and turned to stare at her. She couldn't help herself.

"Seriously, he is breathing. Shit, I mean Dean has been through worse! He had a freaking out of body experience!" Shock filled expressions turned towards Dean.

""How did you know that?" He asked Amy, ignoring the two girls staring at him.

"Like I said, there are many stories about the Winchesters, and not just from other Hunters." Again, all eyes were on Amy, wondering how much she actually knew. She wasn't used to being the center of attention and was now starting to grow nervous with the eyes remaining on her.

"I uh... I also know that um.. Sam and you were in heaven. And uhh you guys were killed by two other Hunters. I still have no idea whether you got those sons of bitches, but umm..." She had no more words. By now, she was just sputtering.

"We never went after them." Everyone froze where they were, uncertain whether they were hearing things or not.

"Sammy!" Dean smiled at his little brother who was now awake. Words cannot describe the feeling Dean had at that moment. His little brother was safe, that is all that mattered. He patted Sam's hand and put on a smile for his brother.

"Why are you smiling so much, Dean? It's sorta creeping me out." Sam murmured, rolling his head back. Amy giggled at Sam's comment turning his attention towards her. Sam's eyes narrowed and his brows furrowed together.

"Who is she?" His voice was hostile and his heart monitor started to beep quickly. Dean looked at Amy, then back at his brother.

"That's Amy. She helped me to get you away from Crowley." Sam glared at the girl, making her begin to worry.

"Sam, what's wrong?" Dean asked, growing worried. He glanced back at Amy, unsure of what was going on with his brother.

"She is the one I've been seeing before I black out." Amy hustled over to Sam, making him flinch toward Dean.

"Sam, I would never hurt you. I never even thought the Winchesters were real until I met Dean."

"How did you meet Dean? Did you just run into him while hunting?" Sam was sitting up now, anger plastered on his face. Amy grew uncomfortable. She was not used to trying to get people to like her.

"Well, yeah. I have been working on this case where people have been going missing around the neighborhood and I found out another victim was taken. That ended up being you and I went to try to rescue you and ran into Dean while trying." Sam did not believe this girl. He seemed to pass out every time they were alone together. There was something off about this girl, he just couldn't quite put his finger on it. Blair spoke up then.

"Sam, we tested her. You weren't this against us when we first met." Amy's heart began to sink. Instead of feeling sadness, Amy began to grow angry. She knew she would do something stupid, so she left the building before she could. She was shocked when nobody followed her, making her anger increase. Amy tried breathing deeply, she tried to control her anger, but it just bubbled out of her. She turned and punched the nearest thing; her hand hit something that felt squishy and fleshy. Her eyes widened in fear as she looked up to meet the eyes of the person she just hit. Her heart began to beat faster as she started walking backwards, trying to escape.

"Amy-that is a cute name. Why did you change it? Did you think you could escape me forever?" His voice carried on the wind and seemed to wrap around her, paralyzing her.

"Cat got your tongue?" He asked, smiling at her. Amy felt her heart stop as her blood ran cold, immediately replacing all anger with fear.

"H-how did you find m-me?" The guy sighed as he grabbed her shoulder. He tried to direct her to follow him, but she refused. His eyes turned from a chocolate brown to a deep, dark black.

"I should have known it was you when I saw the blonde hair go around the corner." He sounded disappointed, but quickly hid it while he gripped Amy's shoulder, nearly breaking it. She squirmed under his touch, trying to get away from the stinging pain in her shoulder, but he just squeezed tighter.

"What do you want?!" Amy gasped. He smiled at her and cocked his head to the side. He leaned in real close and whispered in her ear:

"Sam." Next thing she knew, he had ripped the protection charm from around her neck and shoved his demon ass down her throat leaving his other meatsuit to drop. He wasn't going anywhere for a while. The demon stretched in Amy then with a smile, began to stride into the hospital.

Dean watched as Amy ran out of the room.

"Sam, seriously? Do you honestly think I would let someone near you that could possible hurt you when you are unconscious or alone?" Dean felt slightly hurt that Sam didn't believe him. Blair looked to LJ to go after Amy, which LJ was already doing.

"Dean, do you have to get into every attractive girl's pants?" Sam asked his brother half jokingly. Dean gave a wary sigh as he dragged his hands across his face.

"Sam, how are you feeling?" Blair asked him, reaching out to touch his hand. Dean looked down and saw the scar of the burn on her hand from when he and Sam had to save her. She had gotten burned on her hand and arm, but no bad damage was done.

"I have a throbbing pain in my head, but other than that I'm swell, Dean." Sam's sarcasm echoed around the now silent room. Dean had no idea what else to say, so he just looked at the wall. He looked anywhere but his brother's eyes. Sam probably blamed him for his injuries. Dean blamed himself. He should have checked on his brother at the restaurant sooner. He should have gotten to him before Crowley hit him. He should have-

"I can't find her anywhere!" LJ was panting, her hands on her knees as she tried to catch her breath. Blair turned in her chair, now worried.

"Where could she have gone? This is a tiny hospital!" Blair began to get up, but Dean gently pushed her back down.

"Stay here with Sam. LJ and I will go look for her." Dean went to look at Sam, but was pulled away before he could. LJ and Dean ran out into the parking lot and began to look between cars. Dean was walking around a Dodge Challenger when he tripped over something. He was on his hands and knees and cursing when he turned to see what he had tripped over. A body of a male was laying there, motionless. Dean moved his hand in front of the man's mouth to see if he was breathing and he was.

"LJ, I think you should come over here." Dean helped the man so that he was laying on his back just as LJ came running around the corner.

"Did you find-" She stopped dead in her tracks as she looked at the man.

"I found something alright." LJ's face had paled as she stared at the man. Terror licked at her, creeping inside her body turning her blood ice cold. LJ wrapped her arms around her body as she kept staring at the man. Dean cocked his head to the side. He had never seen LJ act like this before. He never thought she even knew what fear was, but clearly he was wrong!

"Do you know this guy?" Dean asked her, getting to his feet. As he put his hand on the ground to push himself up, his hand touched something powdery. He pulled his hand back as he got to his feet and saw a yellow residue on his hand.

"This guy must have been possessed." He concluded that the stuff was sulfur. LJ still seemed to be frozen in place, too terrified to move. Dean cautiously approached her and waved his hand in front of her face.

"Yoo hoo? You still with me?" She blinked a few times before dragging her eyes away from the guy on the ground. Dean could see the panic in her eyes.

"Who is this guy?" Dean demanded, anger clear in his voice. LJ shook her head.

"If he is here, Amy is in trouble."