My phone blares mid-nap. Not like I ever really can sleep much anyway. I rub my eyes roughly to the point of seeing red and observe the number once my vision has normalized itself.
It has a Kansas area code.
I left that place behind years ago.
I sigh and answer.
"Hello?" says a female voice.
"What do you want?" I ask roughly. "You woke me up."
"I'm sorry to bother you sir, but is this Dean Winchester? Brother to a Samuel Winchester?"
"Who is this?"
"This is Lawrence Memorial. Are you Sam's brother?"
Shit. I knew this would happen.
Oddly I am angry at him and at myself.
I did warn him about Wesly, but did he listen?
No.
"Hello, sir?"
"Yeah, I'm here. Yes, I am his brother. He's okay, right?"
"Well, he is in a coma. We don't know how long it will be. His boyfriend said he tripped and hit his head against the dining room table..."
"That's absolute bullshit," I mutter. Bet he battered Sammy up like friggin blueberry cake mix. When I get my hands on Wesley I'm gonna rip his throat out and feed it to the pigs through a ten course meal along with the rest of him.
"Pardon?"
"I'll be there in a few hours."
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Fanfiction[Trigger Warning - some may find subject matter triggering] .... Dean Winchester's younger brother Sam has been in an abusive relationship with a man named Wesly for over three years. When Dean returns to Lawrence, Kansas and finds Sam in a h...
