Take The Heart I Never Wanted to Give

10

"I'm gonna kill her. I'm gonna kill her!" Sam hissed angrily. He continued to pace around his room where Dean sat on his bed with Adam sleeping soundly against his chest and a tan bandage over his cheek.

"Sam, will you sit down all ready? Pacing isn't exactly helping right now." Dean huffed quietly, trying not wake Adam up.

"No, dammit, I won't!" Sam snapped a little too loudly. Adam stirred against Dean's chest, obviously woken by Sam's loud voice. Dean glared at Sam and pointed sharply at the door, silently telling his younger brother to go outside. Sam glared back and stormed outside.

"Dee?" Adam mumbled sleepily.

"Go back to sleep, buddy. I'll be back in a minute, okay?" Dean whispered.

"M'kay." Adam replied sluggishly.

Dean carefully deposited Adam from his chest and on the bed before quietly leaving the room to confront Sam.

"What the fuck is your problem, Sam?" Dean hissed.

"I'm fucking pissed, Dean! That bitch just hit you and Adam like she runs the damn place and you're just standing here pretending like it never happened!" Sam shot back jabbing a finger in Dean's chest.

Dean roughly slapped Sam's finger off his chest and glared at him, "I'm not "pretending" like it never happened. I'm trying to remain as calm as possible so I don't make the situation worse than it already fucking is by going down there and starting another fight. I'm just as pissed about this as you are, Sam."

"Then why aren't you acting like it?" Sam muttered, not looking Dean in the eyes.

Dean stared at Sam for an agonizing moment before slumping his shoulders and sighing tiredly, the wall seemingly the only thing keeping him from sliding to the floor, "You wanna know why? It's because I'm tired Sam. And...I...I'm scared."

Sam looked back up at his older brother in surprise. If there was one thing that Sam knew about Dean, it was that no matter what, he would never admit out loud that he was scared of something. It was the one thing that set him apart from most omegas.

"Yeah, I said it. I'm scared, okay? I'm scared of this fox hunt, I'm scared of being forced to leave to go to some far away kingdom, and I'm scared about what's going to happen if I leave you and Adam here with him." Dean whispered the last part. He sighed again and stared absently down the hallway.

Sam didn't say anything and merely wrapped his arms around his brother in a tight hug. Dean in response wrapped his arms loosely around his brother's neck, his face hidden by Sam's broad shoulders.

"We'll figure something out okay? I won't let you go out of here without a fight. You know that." Sam said quietly.

Dean couldn't help but chuckle and reached up to ruffle Sam's hair, "Yeah I know. You're an overprotective moose of a brother."

Sam chuckled back and lightly punched Dean in the arm, "Jerk."

"Bitch." Dean replied without heat.

"There you guys are!"

Sam and Dean both looked up to see Gabriel, Castiel, Charlie, and Kevin jogging towards them,

"We've been looking for you guys all over the damn castle!" Kevin exclaimed.

"Is Adam okay?" Gabriel asked.

"He's fine Gabe. He's—" Sam paused when he noticed the reddish purple mark on his cheek, "What happened to your cheek?" Sam asked worriedly, his hands coming up to rest gently on the bruised skin.