My Curse @mystic75
Chapter 5

Sam sat alone in the War Room of the bunker, tapping away on his laptop. He was attempting to activate the GPS on Dean's phone and getting frustrated by the password lockout.

"Dammit, Dean! What the hell is the password!", Sam seethed, slamming his fists into the table.

"Try um... Dr. Sexy", a soft voice called from behind him. Sam turned and saw y/n standing in the doorway leading back to the bedrooms in her pajamas and robe. She was leaning heavily on the door frame looking very tired. Sam jumped to his feet and ran to her. He held her arm and let her lean on him while he lead her to a chair at the map table.

"You should be resting, y/n", Sam said with concern as he sat back down at his computer.

"I know, but I just couldn't lay in that bed anymore", y/n sighed heavily. "Laying in that bed, all I could think about was Dean." Y/n nodded at Sam's laptop and he typed "Dr. Sexy" into the password box. Dean's cell phone account opened and Sam threw his hands in the air and smiled broadly.

"You're a Genius, y/n!", Sam shouted, kissing her on the cheek.

"I know!", she smirked. Sam chuckled at her quirky humor. "Well, not really. I just know all of Dean's guilty pleasures." Sam turned his attention back on the screen and turned on the GPS to Dean's phone. A map of New Mexico appeared on the screen with a red dot over Silver City. Sam clicked on the dot and the address for a motel called the Red Carpet Inn.

"Got 'em!", Sam said excitedly, writing down the address. Y/n's eyes went wide as she watched Sam jump out of his chair and run toward his room.

"WAIT!", y/n shouted. "What are you doing? Where is he?" She stood up and a wave of dizziness overwhelmed her. Sam turned just in time to see y/n crumple to the floor, landing on her face.

"Y/N!", Sam called, running back to the table and kneeling beside her head. "Are you OK?" She had lost a good amount of blood when she miscarried and was not giving her body enough time to recover. "You should never have left the hospital!"

"I... I'm fine, Sam", y/n croaked. "I just got a little dizzy that's all." She was breathing hard and fast and her face was pale. Sam put his hand on her forehead and her skin was cold and clammy.

"Dammit, y/n, you're cold!", Sam whined. "You have to take better care of yourself!" He was still kinda pissed that she had kept her pregnancy from him for almost four months. Hiding her growing belly under oversized sweaters and sweat shirts. And when he had asked her why she had kept it a secret for so long, she clammed up and refused to answer. Sam sighed and ran his fingers through his hair in frustration. He picked her up under her knees and around her shoulders and carried her back to her room. Y/n didn't even have the strength to hold her head up and it dropped onto Sam's broad chest as he walked down the hall. He padded softly into her room, trying not to jostle her too much, and laid her gently on the bed. He sat down next to her on the bed and pulled the blanket over her. "You have to stay in bed and get better."

"Bu... but what about Dean?", y/n grumbled only half conscious. she was so tired that she could barely keep her eyes open. "We have to... have to find him, Sam. He's in trouble!" Sam just couldn't understand why y/n cared so much for the man that ruined her life and would probably continue to do so.

"We'll find him. Just as soon as you're feeling well enough to be here by yourself, I'll go get him, OK?" Sam pulled the blanket up under her chin and turned off the lamp on the bedside table. By the time Sam stood up, y/n was already sound asleep. Sam stood there staring at her haggard face with a look of pity. Her tiny body had been through so much in the last few months that it had finally decided that it had had enough. It was going to rest whether she wanted it to or not.

But then another feeling crept to the surface as he stood watching her, desire. Sam looked away, suddenly filled with shame. But why feel shame? Dean had hurt her so much. He had raped her, got her pregnant, and then abandoned her. But Sam knew that, through it all, y/n still loved him. How could he ever hope to compete with that kind of love? He leaned over y/n's sleeping form and kissed her gently on the lips. Electric fire shot through his body and he jerked away from her quickly and fled the room. Sam stopped just outside the door and slumped heavily against the wall with his hand over his mouth.

"Dean, you son of a bitch!", Sam snarled under his breath. "Why did you have to get that fucking mark?!" Sam felt as if he was the one with the mark searing away at his body. He wanted so bad to hold her. To be with her. But he knew that he would only succeed in causing more pain to all of them, if he did. He hated Dean and himself for loving her. It must be in the Winchester genes to love things we can't have.

Did Dean think he had a monopoly on pain? This was killing him! To have her so close and yet so far from his reach! To know that the woman he was madly in love with was madly in love with a monster. Dean had thought that the mark was his curse to bear alone. But in truth it belonged to all three of them.

They were all cursed.

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