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SHATTERED MINDS	By : Mystic75 Category: Supernatural > AU - Alternate Universe Views: 382 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0
Disclaimer: I DO NOT own Supernatural or any of the characters from the show. I own the OFC only. I am not making money from this work. WARING! CONTAINS GRAPHIC DEPICTIONS OF RAPE AND VIOLENCE!

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The next few weeks were pretty uneventful. {Y/N} didn't have anymore episodes so Sam thought it was safe for him and Dean to get back to work. And Bobby was there if anything happened. He had found a possible vamp nest in St. Louis and Dean was excited to get back to the hunt.
"I'm really gonna miss you Dean!", {Y/N} moaned. "It's so boring here when you're not around!" She wrapped her arms around his middle and hugged him tight. He hugged her back and kissed the top of her head. She looked up at him pouting. He looked down at her and chuckled at the sight of her lower lip jutting out. She punched him in the arm for laughing at her. Dean winced and rubbed his arm, still laughing.
"It's only gonna be 4 or 5 days. A week at the most, Kiddo", Dean said. "We'll be back before ya know it! And Bobby will be here, so you won't be alone. {Y/N} sighed, still looking dejected. "Come on now! Give us a smile, huh? She didn't feel like smiling but she did it anyway. For him. "That's my girl!" Dean's bright smile made her smile widen too and she giggled.
"OK! If you're gonna go, GO!", {Y/N} yelled. "The quicker you leave, the quicker you'll be back". He chuckled again, patting her on the head. He shook his head as he looked down at her.
"We're not leaving until tomorrow, just relax, OK?", She nodded and hugged him again. She was happy to have him home for one more day anyway. He pried {Y/N} off of him so he could look at her again. "OK. Enough mushy stuff! I need an extra duffel bag", Dean said. "Can I borrow yours?"
"Yeah, sure! As long as you don't get any monster blood on it! It's brand new! {Y/N} said with a giggle. "It's under my bed. You want me to get it?"
"That's alright", Dean replied. "I'll get it". He walked down the hall toward {Y/N}'s bedroom and went into her room. He knelt down and felt under the bed for the bag. When he felt it, he pulled it out and stood back up. Something small and made of plastic fell at his feet. He stared at it for a moment, before he reached down and picked it up. He rolled it between his fingers wondering how it got under {Y/N}'s bed. It was the cap off a syringe.
Dean narrowed his eyes at it and a bolt of pain shot through the side of his head. He flinched and fell down on the floor on all fours. He gritted his teeth at the pain in his temple, as disturbing images flashed through his mind. A needle being shoved into his neck. His hand squeezing a woman's thigh brutally. Being chained and tied to a chair. And the worst yet, {Y/N}'s face contorted in pain and fear. And all he could hear was screaming. His gorge rose up into his throat and he scrambled to his feet and ran into the on-suite bathroom. He just made it to the toilet before he vomited violently. He sat there on the floor for a long moment. He leaned his head on the rim of the bowl, panting.
"Dean?", A soft voice came from the other room. "Dean? Are you alright?" Dean jumped to his feet and flushed the toilet. He hurriedly wiped his sweaty face on a towel hanging by the sink and walked out of the bathroom hoping he didn't look like he had just heaved his guts up. "You look like Hell Dean! What happened?", {Y/N} asked concerned. Dean looked at her face and it felt like he had been shot in the head, as that piercing pain hit him again. He fell sideways against the wall and slumped to the floor, passing out. "DEAN!", {Y/N} screamed. "SAM! BOBBY! HELP!"
Sam and Bobby were both in the library doing as much research as they could before Sam and Dean left tomorrow. When the screaming started, they took one look at each other with terrified eyes and took off running in the direction of the sound. When they got to {Y/N}'s bedroom door, it was standing open and they could see her kneeling next to a very unconscious Dean, who was slumped against the wall. Sam ran into the room and crouched next to his brother.
"What happened {Y/N/N}?", Sam asked breathlessly. She looked at him and Sam could tell right away that she was scared.
"I DON"T KNOW SAM!", {Y/N} yelled hysterically. "I heard a sound like vomiting and when I came in, Dean was coming out of the bathroom. He looked really bad Sam! Like he was sick. When he looked up at me, he flinched and fell sideways against the wall and passed out!" Sam and Bobby passed concerned looks back and forth. "You don't think he could be getting sick again, do you?", {Y/N} asked.
"I don't know {Y/N/N}", Sam whispered. "Anythings possible. Why don't you run to the fridge and get him a cold bottle of water, huh?" She nodded quickly and got up, heading for the door. "Grab some clean towels out of the linen closet too. In case he vomits again". {Y/N} nodded again and left the room. Bobby crouched down next to Sam and put his hand on Sam's shoulder. Sam ran his hand down over his face before he spoke again. "Cas said that if he remembers, there's no way to stop it. He can't do another erasure".
"We can't do anything?", Bobby asked. Sam shook his head and looked back at his brother, still lying on the floor, not moving. "BALLS!", Bobby spat. He looked down at his feet before he spoke again. "We'll just have to pray that he isn't remembering, won't we?" Sam nodded, still looking at Dean. Just then {Y/N} ran back in the room with a bottle of water in one hand and a pile of towels in the other.
"He hasn't woken up yet?", {Y/N} whispered. Sam shook his head and took the bottle from her. He uncapped it and poured some water onto a towel. He laid the cold, wet towel on Dean's forehead, and pressed it so that some of the water rolled down the sides of his head. Dean sat bolt upright on the floor. His eyes were wide and he was panting hard.
"Dean?", Sam called. "You OK dude?" Dean was trembling as he pressed himself back against the wall. "DEAN!", Sam said louder. Dean jerked his head to the side and stared at Sam with a look of terror on his face. When Sam placed a gentle hand on Dean's shoulder, Dean flinched away from him. "Tell me what's wrong Dean!" Sam held his hands up with his palms facing out showing Dean it was safe.
Dean's eyes were glistening with unshed tears and his mouth was hanging open, his lower lip shaking. It looked like he was trying to say something but wheezes came out instead. Sam was terrified by what might come out of his mouth. He wanted to make {Y/N} leave the room, but what could he say to her that would convince her to go. He couldn't think of anything. He didn't think anything he said would make her leave anyway. So he would have to pray that Dean didn't remember anything.
Dean took a shuddering breath and closed his eyes as he opened his mouth to speak.
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