Fic: I Remember You - Chapter 13
Title: I Remember You
Author: gidgetgal9
Summary: Sam wakes up in a hospital with no memory. Will he learn the truth about what happened to him in time to save himself? S3 Not a death fiction!
Disclaimer & Rating: Please see Chapter 1
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I Remember You
Chapter Thirteen
Sam was happy that the next few days went by without bad dreams or him feeling weak. Things were back to normal, or normal as he knew it.
Dean was running Bobby’s business during the day. Sam spent his day digging through books on the supernatural trying to find a lead on regaining his memory and helping Bobby out by researching a few things for him.
He hadn’t made any head way on the memory research and it was frustrating. Sam now felt like a brother to Dean, but he knew he was missing out on some important memories. Memories that bonded siblings and it looked like he might never regain them.
So in a way felt he might never regain himself. After all, one's life experiences were essential in molding the person you become.
It was frustrating and made him feel like a burden to Dean even if he wasn’t feeling weak anymore. He was keeping his brother from pursuing hunting. And though Sam didn’t remember his life as hunter, he knew from the way that Dean’s eyes lit up as he recalled past hunts, his brother lived for them.
Sam needed to remember and so he continued his fruitless search. Each day digging through old tomes that were covered in a dust and while interesting, didn’t hold the information Sam needed.
-0-
Dean was pleased with the ways things had been going over the last few days. Sammy was on the mend again, and hopefully with no setbacks this time.
They had found a nice rhythm, with Dean working in the yard during the day with Sam spending his days researching. Once the geek boy, always the geek boy.
He did feel a bit guilty keeping Sam in the dark so to speak. The boy was poring over books looking for the answer to his memory loss and Dean held the answer.
Dean had never liked keeping secrets from Sam, and this time wasn’t any easier than the last. And what a blast it had been keeping Sam in the dark over their father's last words to Dean. Dean you have to save Sam and if you can’t you might have to kill him. Thanks Dad!
This time he felt better about keeping the secret, because by doing so he was setting Sam up for a normal life. Once his year was up, Sam would mourn, but he’d be able to move on.
He might even get the kid interested in looking into colleges before the end, that would be perfect for the kid. But for now, he just needed to keep Sam safe until Ruby caught that demon cult. Then hopefully with some hex bags to cloak Sam, the kid could go back to school and a normal life.
Dean sighed, he just wished that he would be around to see Sam have his normal.
-0-
Dean was taking a break from the mid-morning tasks when his cell phone went off.
Caller ID said Bobby. “Hey Bobby.” Dean answered quickly.
“Dean, when were you going to tell me Josh called?” Bobby’s voice was full of anger.
“Uh well, I kind of decided to handle that situation myself.” Dean stammered out, looking around to make sure Sam was still in the house.
“By handling, you mean keeping the answer to Sam’s memory loss a secret. Why Dean?” Bobby’s voice was frustrated.
“I kept the information, but I just thought that things right now are good. Sam is good. And him not knowing all the crap we’ve been through, and not having to face the deal was a good thing.” Dean sighed. He hoped he could get Bobby to understand.
“I get where you mind is boy, but it’s not fair. It’s not your place to keep the boy in the dark. He needs to be given the choice.” Bobby was pleading now and Dean knew at that moment that he was being a bit selfish, but he didn’t care.
“But Sam could have normal. I’m so afraid of what will happen to him at the end of the year.” Dean’s voice became a bit angry.
“I’m afraid for you and the kid. But, he’s a grown man, and needs to be able to make his own decisions. Arguing on the phone isn’t the best way to go about this, we need to talk in person. So I’m heading your way, and I should get there in a day or so.”
“Bobby, just promise to hear me out when you get here. I know I can prove that Sam is better off.”
“I’ll hear you out, in person. Bye Dean.”
“Bye.” Dean clicked the phone off and felt his stomach clinch. His best laid plans might now be for naught.
Dean was determined to steer Bobby to his way of thinking. It was the only way.
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Sam was tired of reading, and it was still too early for lunch. A walk to clear his head sounded good.
He closed the old book he was looking through and headed out into the yard looking for his brother.
Dean was staring off in space when Sam approached, evidently pondering over something important and he was reluctant to bother him. Sam knew that his brother would worry if he just took off for a walk without telling him first.
Sam walked up and quietly called out his brother’s name. “Dean.”
The older brother jumped. “Sammy, don’t do that, you scared the crap out of me.”
Sam smiled sheepishly. “Sorry to interrupt your daydreams, was she hot?”
“Of course!” Dean smirked back. “So what’s up little brother?”
“Nothing really, I’m just tired of reading and I thought I might take a walk out to the pond and back before lunch if that’s cool with you?”
Sam hoped that his over protective brother would be okay with him walking so far away by himself. After his recent relapse of dizziness, Dean hadn’t let him stray far.
“Sure thing Sammy, just take your cell phone with you okay?”
“Sure thing Mom.” Sam gave his brother a grin, happy to be able to get a way for a bit.
“That’s 'awesome big brother' to you kiddo, and just to the pond and back. Two miles is as far as I want you walking until we’re sure you’re a hundred percent.” Dean’s tone was a bit stern.
Sam huffed, feeling about five years old. “I promise, and I’ll look both ways before I cross the road.”
“Glad you remember how to be safe Sammy.”
“Jerk!”
“Bitch!”
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Sam was a bit flustered with his brother as he started his walk. He understood that his brother was just being protective when he issued orders, but it always made Sam feel like a kid.
He hoped that once his memory returned they would be on more equal ground but he somehow doubted it. Bobby had said Dean had always been protective when it came to his family, especially Sam.
It was a beautiful day. The sun was shining and the air was cool but not cold.
He took the walk slowly, as he left the scrap yard there was actual nature to take in.
Bobby had a path that ran behind his house to a pond about a mile away. It was a perfect place to get away.
No neighbors nearby to be bothered with, which seemed to suit Bobby just fine and Sam was happy to find the solitude. It was nice to get a way even if it was only for a little while.
Sam had reached the pond and decided to have a seat along the bank. He was skimming rocks across the water when a voice interrupted the silence.
“I’ve come for you Sam, are you ready?”
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Dean had been fretting over Bobby’s call when Sam had shown up. He was happy to send Sam on a walk, because at the moment he needed to be alone to think.
He was so sure that he was on the right path but now after his talk with Bobby, he was forced to re-examine his decision to keep Sam from remembering.
Sam had been gone about thirty minutes when Dean decided to go in and grab himself a beer. He stopped in his tracks when a familiar voice called his name.
“Dean, did you miss me?”
Dean swung around and was frustrated that his quiet was interrupted by Ruby.
“Well if it isn’t Ruby the friendly demon bitch. What brings you here? Hopefully news that you caught up with that demon clan you were after.” Dean watched as Ruby’s face fell a bit.
“Uh about that, they kind of got away. But I traced the leader and that’s why I’m here.” Ruby huffed out.
“Okay, shoot, what’s going on?” Dean waited hoping that Ruby was at least ready to take the leader out.
“Uh, first things first, where’s Sam? He really should be here to hear this.”
“He went for a walk, he’ll be back soon.” Dean was relieved that Sam wasn’t there to deal with this demon shit.
“You let him go off by himself, knowing that there is a group of demons out to get him? You are one stupid son-of- a -bitch.” Ruby statement was like a slap in the face. Feelings of anger and dread hit Dean hard.
“What…”
Ruby cut him off. “I traced Mara to this area Dean. She’s here and she’s gunning for Sam. We need to get to him now.”
Dean nodded. He ran to the Impala and grabbed weapons. Then he started running down the path Sam had taken hoping that he would get to Sam before the demon bitch did.
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Sam jumped up and realized that the woman from his nightmares was standing behind him smiling. He started to run, but before he got far he felt himself being thrown by an unseen force.
The air was knocked out of him as he was pinned up against a tree. Sam was barely able to drawn in a breath and he was paralyzed.
The demon approached him tisking. “Sam, when are you going to learn you belong to me? There is no running, not anymore. You’re mine.”
Sam swallowed hard and tried to speak. He was able to rasp out a response. “What do you want?”
Mara laid her hand over his forehead and closed her eyes. “Shhh, let me … oh isn’t this delicious, you still don’t have your memories do you? I thought someone as resourceful as your brother would have found a way to restore them. Well, tell you what, let me give you one of them back.”
Mara’s hand on his forehead began to feel warm and then it burned his skin. His head felt like it was about to crack open as she pushed a memory inside. Sam tried to breathe through the intense pain as pictures - memories- flashed in his head.
Sam was lying in a hospital bed. A group of robed figures surrounded him. Mara was next to him, with a knife in hand. “Once we share blood you will belong to me Sam.”
Sam watched as she drew blood from her forearm and then his. He felt phantom pain in his right arm as he remembered the pain from the ritual. Once his blood mixed with hers, the pain had been intense. It had caused him to lose consciousness.
“See Sam, I told you that you belong to me. Now you remember.” Mara purred in his ear.
“You planted the other memories, why not plant one more?” Sam spat back angrily.
“Oh well, that’s true, I could have but I didn’t. You will come with me one way or another, you just need to accept that, baby.” Mara ran her hand seductively down his chest.
Sam shivered and wanted to get away, but he wasn’t able to move at all.
She then moved her hand down further, between his legs, stroking his flaccid cock.
“We could bond in another way, if that suits you better?” Mara took her other hand and brought Sam’s head down for a kiss.
It was hard to resist, his body wasn’t obeying him anymore. But he could still speak, tell her what he thought.
“No! Let me go, you bitch!” Sam spat out as soon as she relinquished his lips.
“Oh so I need to teach you some respect, is that it?” Mara’s tone became angry as she pulled away.
“I’m your master. You bow down to me.” Mara raised her hand almost in salute and then lowered it. As she did, Sam felt himself being dragged down. Down to the ground on his knees in front of the demonic woman.
“Bitch!”
“I said you will respect me, and I meant it.” Sam wasn’t in control of his body, he wasn’t able to move as she crouched down beside him, running her fingers down his chest. As she did, he felt his skin rip open under her fingers. The pain was overwhelming. He had never felt anything like it before. The blood began to seep through his shirt.
“Please stop.” Sam was having trouble breathing, and he knew he didn’t have long before unconsciousness took him. He mind began to wander, he wondered if his brother would find him this time. Or would he just disappear with his new master. She had won, he knew that.
“You are mine now Sam. Come away with me and the pain will stop.” Mara whispered in his ear.
“I..” Sam stumbled not sure what to say, just wanting the pain to stop.
“Say that you are mine and it’ll be over Sam. I promise.”
Sam’s hope was gone, he knew he had no choice. “I’m yours.” He sputtered out.
I’m so sorry Dean.
Sam felt his body become his own to move again and with the pain throbbing through his chest, he wasn’t able to stay upright. He slowly began to fall forward into the arms of his new master.
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