Midnight Surprise with withoutorders

[1st_psychic_kid]

Sam's eyes shot open from his deep sleep, an unfamiliar noise waking him. He looked over to his girlfriend that was still sound asleep and noiselessly slipped out of bed and down the hall to wait for whatever was in his apartment. The shadow of a person slid over the wall and Sam ducked down before attacking the figure. He punched and kicked the

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[withoutorders]

Dean probably should have called....or knocked...or rung the doorbell, or done anything besides just flat out break in, but when he thought about it Sam really hadn't given him any choice. How was he supposed to know if Sam was just gonna hang up or slam a door in his face? After this long, no contact, it can make a guy feel unwelcome. Not that Dean had really tried to keep the relationship going, but he just figured Sam had ditched them, so he didn't owe his little brother a damn thing.

Until now.

But this was different, this was Dad and as much as Sam had made it clear he could give a crap what happened to John, he still owed it to his little brother to let him know what was wrong, he was still the man's son.

He smiled down at Sam, that dumb little confused puppy look staring back at him after he easily pinned the guy to the ground. "Easy tiger. That any way to treat family?"

[1st_psychic_kid]

Sam was shocked. Stunned, really. He froze, not knowing what to say for a few seconds before his brain kicked in and started working for him. "Dean... What're you doing here?"

The younger brother wanted to say something about Dean not knocking or showing up earlier than... whatever time it was (but it was late!!) He wanted to be angry and shove the other man off of him but he didn't. He just laid there and stared up at his brother.

[withoutorders]

"Well I was looking for a beer," he smirked and moved off of Sam. He stood up and held a hand out to help his brother to his feet. "College kids have beer, right? Mind hooking a brother up? I've been driving for like...three days straight."

Once Sam was standing Dean couldn't help but notice how he had to look up..and up and up. "Jesus Sammy, the hell are they feeding you here?"

[1st_psychic_kid]

Sam's mind was going a million miles an hour and before he knew it, he was on his feet, looking down at his big brother. Huh... guess he did get taller huh? Dean was talking to him, smiling and talking. How was he supposed to respond?

Again his brain kicked in for him. "Beers in the fridge..." Sam said, kinda in a daze but then the annoyed little brother finally kicked in. "Dean... What are you doing here?"

[withoutorders]

[The shapeshifter tied Sam up as he continued to download this Dean Winchester's brain. Now when you're dealing with a hunter, there's usually a fucked up back story just around the corner. No normal person from a happy home chooses this lifestyle after all. But these two? Wow...they were something else. Possibly the most fucked individuals the shifter had dealt with, and that was saying something]

[1st_psychic_kid]

[Sam's vision was blurred when he came to finally, groaning a little as he felt his head swimming. Where the hell was he? There was little light in the room but enough for Sam to make out shapes. Shapes that he didn't recognize. One shape he did recognize.] Dean?

[withoutorders]

That's right Sammy [the shifter walked over and knelt down beside Sam. Nothing but caring in his eyes]. Big brother is here to save you[he cooed and gently stroked Sam's cheek]

[1st_psychic_kid]

[Sam frowned and looked up at the thing that looked like his brother. He turned his head away from the hand on his cheek.] You're not Dean. Where's my brother, you freak?!