Fandom Supernatural(Mepersonally and Chello)

[Shelle88]

"Hey Sammy," Dean responded. The sedatives finally wore off and Dean could see straight, even think a lot better. "Damn little brother you look like crap, are you not sleeping?" He asked as he sat in a chair across from him, "listen..I've been doing some thinking, and well..Maybe you are right about everything, that it was all in our heads. That we've just made things up to deal with what we went through as kids," he sighed. "I can finally see it now, I am sorry Sammy. Sorry for having to put you through all of that, it wasn't fair."

 

[MePersonally]

"Dean...", Sam smiled and hugged his brother. The drugs made him way more emotional than he usually was.
"I knew you'd see it... You don't have to be sorry. It's not your fault. It was Dad. He conditioned you. You didn't know better... and if it wasn't for you, I wouldn't be alive anymore."
He still held onto his brother, tears streaming down his cheeks now.
"It's so odd... and all those people... we killed so many innocent people... why didn't Cas warn us? Why didn't he tell us it was wrong?"

 

[Shelle88]

Dean hugged him back, "I really don't know man. Maybe he was condition the same way we were, I honestly can't tell you what he is thinking." He responded holding him for a moment before pulling away, "hey remember what our deal is. One chick flick moment a month," he laughed lightly trying to lighten his mood. Though even Dean thought he was a bit over emotional even for Sam, "It's going to be okay Sammy. I just know it will."

 

[MePersonally]

A week later, someone came into Dean's room. It was a guard, and he was holding a bunch of papers.
"Mr Winchester, would you mind coming with me?", he asked politely, "Your psychologist wants to talk to you and.... yeah. Come on."
That was all he said, when he took Dean's arm and lead him down the hallway.

Elsa was waiting for her patient in her office. She took the bunch of papers the guard had been carrying.
"Thanks", she said and smiled at Dean, "How are you?"

 

[Shelle88]

Dean had been on the drugs for a week now and everything that he went through, all the monsters and hunts, everything that was actually real was a lie or at least to him it was. He just nodded and went with the guard to see Elsa, "I'm fine..What's going on?" Dean asked as he walked into the office and looked around.

 

[MePersonally]

"Well, I'm not quite sure but there was that guy who said he was going to take custody of you", she said, smiling softly, "I thought we might start this as a pilot project. Resocialisation my way. You will be spending most of your time out there, if you take your pills- of course. And you can build a normal life. You'll report here every second day and then every week. We'll continue our meetings, you'll be cooperative, please. But you'd be free."
She bit her lip and frowned.
"So... what do you think? Jimmy said he would take care of you."

 

[MePersonally]

'Jimmy' was feeling kind of uncomfortable using his vessel's name to help Dean regain his freedom. But in need of a valid passport or driving license, he needed to. He was waiting outside the office, his trenchcoat half open. He was even wearing a tie to look good. Trustworthy. And if the trick worked with Dean, they would figure a way to get Sam out. He ha tried that before, because that was what Dean would have done. But Sam's psychologist hadn't been that cooperative and nice.

 

[Shelle88]

Dean listened to Elsa speak, the only Jimmy he knew was Castiel. Well that was his vessel's name at least, even though Dean was on his medications he still had some memories. Though he wasn't really sure about any of it right now, Dean looked to the door for a moment. "And you are sure that I am okay to be released to this Jimmy person? I mean how do you know if he's even capable of taking care of me?" Dean asked, he sat down in a chair for a moment. "Honestly, I really want to be released but I am not sure he's the right person I should be going with." He sighed looking down, there was the meds doing their magic.

Dean rubbed his head for a moment, he was starting to get a headache. Fact and Fiction were fighting their way in Dean's mind, "god my head is hurting right now."

 

[MePersonally]

"He seems quite capable. Don't you trust him, Dean?", she asked, frowning, "He told me that you were best friends... "
With a shrug she looked at her papers.
"You just have to make sure you take your meds. Okay? And we two see each other every second day anyways. So... why not try it? If you feel uncomfortable, we'll find another way. A group home or something like that", Elsa explained, "I just thought you deserved a second chance."

Castiel was nervous. What did they take so long for? She had told him she would only sign some papers and talk to Dean first. So what was going on? Had she changed her mind about letting Dean leave? Had she lied to him? Or was he just impatient?
Cas grabbed a magazine that was lying on a table. It was one about neuroscience. And he soon was distracted by the facts presented in there.

 

[Shelle88]

"Yes we were best friends but he's also the one who's been feeding these fantasies, that everything Sam and I went through. The so called monsters were real, I just can't be with someone like that." Dean responded as he turned back to Elsa, "thank you for thinking I have a chance but..But I'd rather stay here for a little bit longer, I can't leave..Not without Sam, to think that I have freedom and he's still in here is not fair. I am worried about him, worried that they are overdosing him on his medications." Dean sighed and sat back in his chair rubbing the sides of his head, he really was getting a headache now.

 

[MePersonally]

"Dean, breathe. Hey, look at me", she tired to calm him and shoved a glass of water over to him, "The way he told me, he just tried to make you feel better by playing along. He never really believed in that and he is willing to make sure you take your meds and have a good social life. Do you really think he fired your fantasiesß did he ever send you to kill anyone?"
She needed to know all this. Maybe Sam hadn't been the one keeping him busy with cases. Maybe it had been Jimmy. That man was strange, but he seemed nice and dedicated to her. Like that kind of friend that woud never let anyone down.

 

[Shelle88]

"No he didn't, but he should have stopped us. Should have done something about it, I cannot leave..I can't abandon Sam, I promised him that I would always look out for him. Always be there for him, I can't do that if I leave. Who knows what will happen to him, those doctors he has are putting him on too much medication. When I look into his eyes it's not him, please..Don't make me abandon my little brother, I won't do it. I cannot do it," Dean responded as that need to protect Sam never went away and probably never will no matter how many meds he was on.

 

[MePersonally]

"Breathe", Elsa demanded and put a hand on his shoulder, "Focus on breathing, try to calm your heartbeat."
She bit her lip and the got up.
"I'll be right back. You try to stop hyperventilating in the meantime."
She went outside for a while and came back, Sam standing next to her.
"Yes", she said and smiled at Dean, "You'll both go home tonight. But you have to stop moving around. Stay here and report daily. If you don't manage that, I can't help but lock one of you up again. And given the diagnosis, it will be Sam."
She looked at Dean with a fully honest glance.
"I trust you with this, Dean. Don't disappoint me."
Sam stared out the window and didn't even notice that he was in another location. But it wasn't the meds that made him dizzy...

 

[Shelle88]

Dean took some deep breaths and looked at Sam, "Sammy..You look terrible," Dean spoke standing up and walking over to him. He placed his hand on the back of his neck, "we are not going to mess up. I promise you that," he looked back at Sam. "We are leaving this place Sam, we will never have to come back here. Well at least not for a long period stay, "Sam..Look at me," Dean was really worried about his brother. "What do they have him on? It's doing more harm than good for him, he looks horrible."

 

[MePersonally]

"It's not his meds, Dean", Elsa explained,"He's off them, that's why he is like that."
She looked at Dean and then back at Sam, who was still staring into the distance.
"The therapy is making progress. But it seems like there is something in the back of his mind that keeps him busy. Something that causes his mind to work on minimum response. Leave him alone, make him as comfortable as possible, make sure he eats..."
Elsa bit her lip again and spinned her hair between her fingers.
"But Dean..." She looked at him with worries in her eyes. "First of all, you have to get well. Remember that, okay? Your wellbeing comes first."

 

[Shelle88]

Dean sighed and nodded, "I will take care of him and I will make sure that I take care of myself as well." He responded before looking at Sam now more worried about him than ever, "Sammy. We are getting out of here, we are going to be staying with Jimmy. A long friend of ours, he's going to make sure that we are okay." He told him before looking back at the door and then returned his gaze to Elsa, "is there anything else we have to do or can we go home?"

 

[MePersonally]

"Sign the papers, then you're good to go", she smiled and got up again, "I'll get Jimmy now."

Castiel entered the room and looked around. When he saw Dean, he smiled at him. Then his glance slid over to Sam and he looked worried.
"I will take good care of them, don't worry", he told the psychologist and put a hand onto Dean's shoulder. Then he signed the papers and they left, Sam following them.
The Impala was parked outside. Cas sat down in the back like he always did. Sam sat down on the front seat, still staring into the distance.

 

[Shelle88]

When they stepped outside Dean couldn't help but smile when he saw the Impala, "hello beautiful." He spoke running his hand down the hood, he then got in the driver's side and placed his hands on the wheel. How he missed driving the car, "thank you for taking care of her Cas. And for getting us out of there, I am worried about Sam. He hasn't said a word, the drugs he was on really messed with his mind. He's not even on them anymore and look at him. The first time he was in the hospital he was never like this."

 

[MePersonally]

Cas looked at Sam through the mirror and nodded.
"I will look at him when we are safe", he explained and smiled insecurely, "Shall... I drive?"
That was a delicate question around Dean. But since his friend was still on drugs, he figured it might have been best...
Sam suddenly looked up and took Dean's arm.
"The cage, Dean. What did really happen? The cage...", he asked, his eyes big and empty, "Who locked me up there? Who tortured me?"
Castiel's face turned pale when he heard the question. What now?

 

[Shelle88]

"I am okay to drive Cas, it's not that kind of drugs I am on." Dean assured him, he jumped a little when Sam grabbed his arm suddenly. "Sam.." Dean took a deep breath, he wasn't sure how to respond. Dean still had fragments of what really happened, and he still felt as if they were real. But he wasn't really sure about Sam, should he just lie to him? Sam did go through hell, literally, when he was locked up in the cage with Lucifer. "What do you think happened Sammy?" Dean asked, "what do you see?"

 

[MePersonally]

"It's not real, Dean... What I see isn't real", Sam explained and looked desperate, "It's my mind playing tricks, it's not real. Not even halfway. I need to find the truth... the truth about what happened, Dean..."
Sam's hand was still clinging onto Dean's. He was really scared. Those memories were cold, painful. Too painful to make sense of what he had seen. Lucifer. The devil. But what did that stand for? What was the meaning behind this memory?

Cas sat in the back and listened quietly. What had they done to his friends? And why didn't he have the courage to help them earlier?

 

[Shelle88]

Dean grew more concerned for Sam, "Sam let's just get home and we can talk about it there." He explained as he started up the car, "it's going to be okay Sammy. I promise you, I am going to take care of you. Nothing bad is going to happen to you," he looked in the back at Castiel hoping that he can fix Sam's broken mind. He sighed and looked back at the road ahead of him, "Sammy I am going to need my arm back. You can let go."

 

[MePersonally]

Sam let go off the arm, but stared outside the window in fear. All he saw was those false memories, rushing through his head, making him feel... helpless. What was going on? And where was the truth behind all of this? He needed something to hold on, someone to give him the feeling that he was still real and not caught in a dream.
"Dean...", he begged, caught up in pictures, searching for the light on the end of the tunnel, "Dean, help me..."

Cas looked at Dean insecurely, the he looked back at Sam, then at Dean again. What was he supposed to do now? Sam was clearly suffering. Could they wait until home to fix this.
"Drive fast...", he begged Dean, hoping it wouldn't take long until they were there.

 

[Shelle88]

"Hang on Sammy we are almost at the bunker, when we get there you will be safe." Dean assured him as he kept driving, he was really worried about Sam. "Damn it what the hell did they do to him? Cas do you think you can help him, like you did the first time he was locked up?" He asked looking at his friend before looking back at the road and pulling over to the side, he didn't need Sam freaking out and causing an accident. "Just take a few deep breaths Sammy."

 

[MePersonally]

Cas frowned.
"I don't know... this seems different. I can cure insanity or any kind of troubles with the brain, but isn't this... self inflicted?", he asked and looked at Sam, who was clinging onto his brother's arm.
"Don't leave me alone, Dean. I can't remember who I am anymore. Who was Dad? Why did he hurt us...?", Sam begged quietly, obviously insecure and scared, "Can we just go back to the clinic? Please... They know how to help me there, and they have group meetings and therapy, where I can find out... Please, this is scary..."
Castiel looked at Sam, then back at Dean. He was really starting to worry that this was some kind of spell or curse...