Am I Your Lover Or Your Brother? (Ch. 2)
Title: Am I Your Lover Or Your Brother?
Disclaimer: Don't own 'em
Chapter: 2/?
Rating: N/C 17
Pairings: Sam/Dean, Wincest
Warnings: Language (Lots of Language), Smut, Violence, Wincest, Bottom!Sam, Bottom!Dean, Mental Abuse
Spoilers: Possible Up Through Season 7 (Here and There)
Summary: Au in which John keeps the boys apart telling each that the other died early in their childhood for different reasons. They meet at a college party and connect. When Sam figures out the truth will he tell Dean that he's his brother, or will Sam continue playing part of Dean's lover?
Link To Chapter 1: http://alexisk11.livejournal.com/16360.html
Ch. 2
As soon as Sam stood with Dean still in his arms Dean promptly passed out. “Dean, Dean come on man....Dean...”
“Just come on Sam, you need to get him somewhere so you can get him better,” Jo advised.
“Yea, yea ok,” he responded a little bewildered and trudged to Bobby's truck. Carefully maneuvering he managed to lay Dean down in the back and slide in, resting Dean's head on his lap.
“Ready to go? The others will keep watch and make sure no more unwanted guests show up on the campus tonight.”
“Yea, let's go.”
Upon arriving at Bobby's the hunters set to work patching Dean up. After resting for a few hours Dean started to gain consciousness.
“B-Bobby? Sam? What hap'end?” A still slightly groggy Dean asked.
“You took a few pretty big blows trying to cover our asses kid. Stupid idjit,” but it was said with only affection behind it.
“O-Oh. Okay. Yea. Goin' back to sleep now,” Dean managed to get out right before wrapping his hand around Sam's and falling back asleep.
“So, Sam, want to tell me how you know Dean here?”
“Do you want to tell me how you know Dean first?” Sam questioned back.
“Well, that's a bit more complicated boy. You and Dean friends yea? Did you meet each other hunting?”
“Not exactly.”
“Not exactly to which part?”
“Both,” Sam muttered turning bright red.
“Sam?”
“We kinda uh, just meet at a part tonight? Our friends happened to all get cornered and called us for help at the same time and that's when we grabbed gear and ran and well now were here....”
“Something you want to tell me kid?”
“Uh, I'm bi?”
“Oh God, and Dean?”
“He is too?” Sam said almost questioningly wincing at the look of shock Bobby was giving him.
“Wait, you didn't know? Seriously? Cause I've never been one to really hide it, I mean I did from Dad but never any one else.”
“I need to talk to your father.........Son of a bitch! The fucking idgit, I knew this would all blow up in his face one day! Bobby half muttered half ranted while walking over to get his phone. “Keep him calm and don't let him try and stand up to fast or anything if he tries getting out of bed. Let me know when he wakes up. We all gotta talk.”
Now Sam was really fucking confused. Bobby knew Dean? Did they hunt together before? He seemed to know Dean pretty well, why would Bobby have never mentioned Dean? What is going on? Bobby had said about Dean's dad....wait. Dean had said he was from Kansas, he never goes back there, their strange connection to one another, Bobby never mentioning Dean to Sam before...It couldn't be....Omg....No, they look nothing alike, Sam was just being paranoid, yea that's it, he was paranoid. Although, Bobby did say something about something blowing up in John's face and....Omg his brother never died! His brother was never killed. His brother was right here currently unconscious in his arms. His brother whom he just fucked! He was so going to kill his dad for this. This, this was unforgivable, and in a long line of John Winchester fuck ups, this was the one that would break the family apart forever.
A few minuets later when Bobby came back into the room all Sam said was “We're not telling Dean,” in a cold and calculating voice that chilled even Bobby. “& I don't care if I ever see dad again.”
Still a bit taken aback, Bobby asked “Well what are you gonna do? Never tell Dean and be his boyfriend?” meaning it sarcastically.
“Yes, that is exactly what I'm going to do.”
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Link to Ch. 3: http://alexisk11.livejournal.com/17263.html