Room 328, Early Monday Morning

[likethegun]

Sam's first thought as he was waking up was that it had been a while since he could remember a nightmare as vivid and downright disturbing as the one he'd just had.

And then he attempted to rub his eyes, and found himself tied to his bed.

"Oh god," he murmured. "Oh god oh god oh god."

[For saltandammo.]

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[saltandammo.livejournal.com]

Dean was stretched out on Dawn's bed, having finally given in and deciding to get a few hours sleep. He stirred slightly at Sam's voice but didn't wake.

[likethegun]

Sam pulled at the ropes, twisting in such a way as to try to figure out what kind of knot Dean used. "Dean?" he said, getting louder when his brother didn't seem to stir. "Dean!"

[saltandammo.livejournal.com]

Dean startled awake, sitting up and looking around wildly. "Wha-?" He rubbed his eyes. "Sammy?"

[likethegun]

"Dean! Wake up and untie me!" Sam said frantically.

[saltandammo.livejournal.com]

Dean blinked at his brother. "Sammy?" he repeated. "You you again?"

[likethegun]

"Yes," Sam said, nodding emphatically. "I'm me, I swear."

[saltandammo.livejournal.com]

Dean yawned and climbed out of bed. But he paused before reaching for the knots. "I'm going to have to ask you to prove it," he said sounding a little apologetic. "Just to be sure."

[likethegun]

Sam sighed, but nodded nonetheless. "All right. How do you want me to prove it?"

[saltandammo.livejournal.com]

"Tell me something only you would know."

[likethegun]

"When I was little, I tried to convince Dad to let me dress up as a ballerina for Halloween," Sam replied.

[saltandammo.livejournal.com]

Dean visibly relaxed and reached for the knots with a chuckle. "It so should've been you having to model that ballet dancer outfit," he said as he released Sammy's hands.

[likethegun]

"Ha ha, you wish," Sam said, sighing with relief as Dean untied him. "Dean, please tell me that it's still Saturday, and I just had a really, really bad dream?"

[saltandammo.livejournal.com]

"Sorry, dude," Dean said, untying Sammy's feet as well. "Wish I could."

[likethegun]

"Please tell me I didn't break up with Dawn?" he asked hopefully.

[saltandammo.livejournal.com]

"Well, technically you didn't. Some jerk named Tom did." Dean regarded him curiously. "How much do you remember?"

[likethegun]

"I remember...everything, I guess. I remember waking up with Dawn and making her upset, and you and Alec, and...you spent all day here with me?"

[saltandammo.livejournal.com]

"Pretty much. Aside from the trip to the common room for food where I ran into the talking pig and the demon of sweetness and light." He smirked a little.

[likethegun]

"Huh?" Sam gave Dean a confused look. "I don't remember anything about a talking pig or sweet demon."

[saltandammo.livejournal.com]

"That's because I kept you in here under wraps where you couldn't get into more trouble or get filmed by Zero," Dean told him. "And you weren't even believing me about being my brother -- I wasn't about to start telling you about talking barnyard animals."

[likethegun]

"Did other people think they were someone else too?" Sam asked. "And I'm really sorry, for arguing with you, and trying to hit you, and the swearing, oh god..."

[saltandammo.livejournal.com]

Dean waved away the apology. "I should probably threaten to wash your mouth out with soap or something, but I'll give you a pass this once."

[likethegun]

Sam sighed. "I know this probably won't surprise you to hear, but you were right. I'm really glad you kept me in here, because I don't know what kind of trouble I would have gotten into if I was out with everyone else. Like making Dawn cry more."

[saltandammo.livejournal.com]

"You probably would've gotten in way over your head," Dean said, then sobered. "And you owe Dawn much groveling and coddling."

[likethegun]

"How mad is she?" Sam asked. "I assume you talked to her while I was, you know, here. After everything I said to her, I wouldn't be surprised if she won't even speak to me."

[saltandammo.livejournal.com]

"I don't think she's mad so much as hurt," Dean said, remembering her expression when he reassured her it wasn't really Sammy. "She knows you weren't yourself, but you really need to swear up and down and convince her that you really do want her as a girlfriend and do care about her. Possibly on your knees. With gifts."

[likethegun]

"But if she knows I wasn't me, then why is she so upset?" Sam asked. "She should know that I would never say the sort of things to her that I said."

[saltandammo.livejournal.com]

"She didn't know you weren't you when you dumped her," Dean explained. "Besides, think how you would feel if the situation had been reversed."

[likethegun]

Sam tried to imagine that, and only felt worse. "I've got to fix this. Do you know where she is? I need to explain everything to her and make this all right again."

[saltandammo.livejournal.com]

"You will," Dean said confidently. "But it's still insanely early. If you go running around after her right now, you're only going to wake her up and stammer at her like a desperate idiot. Take some time to get yourself together, shower and change clothes, figure out what you're going to say ahead of time." He smiled a little. "You can even practice on me if you want."

[likethegun]

"I'm not a desperate idiot," he muttered. "But I guess you're right. I've got to make sure I don't screw things up any more than I already have." Sam paused for a moment, thinking about something he'd just remembered. "Dean, when you were trying to convince me that Dawn was my girlfriend, you said she's in love with me. Is that...are you guessing? Or do you know that for sure?"

[saltandammo.livejournal.com]

"Has she actually used the 'L' word to me when talking about you? No, but that doesn't mean I'm not pretty sure. And I didn't call you a desperate idiot, I just said you'd babble like one if you tried to talk to her right now."

[likethegun]

"Oh wow. You really think she loves me? Because that would mean I really am an idiot, for not noticing."

[saltandammo.livejournal.com]

Dean grinned. "You said, I didn't it."

[likethegun]

"I've really screwed things up, haven't I?" Sam said, groaning.

[saltandammo.livejournal.com]

"Not your fault," Dean assured him, patting his arm. "And hey, at least you didn't sleep with anyone else..."

[likethegun]

"Oh god, I think I'd be killing myself if I did that." Sam gave Dean a grateful look. "You really did keep me safe this weekend. So safe that I'm willing to overlook you bringing Alec in to help."

[saltandammo.livejournal.com]

Dean gave a half shrug. "Well I didn't have you for backup and I figured you'd be happier not having Dad in here listening to you swear a blue streak, not to mention the lesbian porn. And there's not many people I trust that much. Alec's one of them."

[likethegun]

Sam frowned deeply. "So much for the lesbian porn being part of my nightmare. But you're right, even I have to admit that Alec was a better choice than Dad, even if he is never going to let me forget what happened."

[saltandammo.livejournal.com]

"Yeah, he probably won't," Dean admitted. "Still, I'll try to rein him in some, at least as much as I'm able."

[likethegun]

"Thanks," Sam replied. "So, when I apologize to Dawn, approximately how much groveling should I be doing?"

[saltandammo.livejournal.com]

"Pretty much full on out until she tells you to stop," Dean advised. "Use that wounded puppy look of yours too -- it'll help."

[likethegun]

Sam nodded quickly, taking mental notes. "I can do that. I think it'll come far too easily. Would flowers help, do you think?"

[saltandammo.livejournal.com]

"Can't hurt. Flowers can be grade A grovelling accessories."

[likethegun]

"Okay, I'll go grab some flowers then. And if that doesn't work, I can get chocolates, and then teddy bears, and just keep working my way up until she forgives me."

[saltandammo.livejournal.com]

"That's my boy," Dean said, grinning at him.

[likethegun]

Sam managed a bit of a smirk, looking more relieved than he had when he woke up. "Man, I don't even want to think about going to class today."