Pain. That's the first thing his sluggish brain processed. There was pain at the back of his head. His left wrist was throbbing in time with his heartbeat too. His breathing was rapid.

A low groan escaped his lips when he moved just slightly. He wished he could go down under but then memories came back to him. His eyes snapped open in realization. They were in danger. They'd been attacked. Balls he thought as he scanned the room.

He must have been out just for a few seconds because the Leviathan had turned her back on him but she didn't seem to have hurt Sam just yet.

Bobby saw an opening where the girl wasn't looking. He got up as silently as he could and grabbed a plastic cannula that wasn't in use at the moment. He jumped behind the Leviathan and wrapped the plastic tubing around her neck.

The Leviathan reacted and started fighting back and tried to free itself.

"Who are you and how did you find us?" Bobby asked breathlessly because the struggle was taking a lot out of him. He pulled the tubing tighter.

"I met a cool guy named Josh Anderson… you're not so lucky that he was working for your insurance company. He was saddened to hear what happened to Sam Winchester and decided to deliver his sympathies in person" the Leviathan spat out on a mocking tone.

Then, it grabbed Bobby's throbbing wrist and squeezed it violently. Bobby had to cry out in pain at the added pressure on his already swelling wrist. The cannula slipped out of his weakening fingers, allowing the Leviathan to break free from his grasp.

It turned the nurse's face to meet Bobby's eyes and smiled. "Then Josh found this amazing nurse who happened to work on Sam… you know the rest" it explained with a victorious grin. The Leviathan stepped forward and Bobby put his fists up in defense. He wasn't fast enough to stop the blow that came to the side of his head as he flew sideways and crashed on the cold linoleum. A grunt escaped his lips as he landed on his painful wrist that he had put out to block his fall.

The Leviathan was seething at its wining strike. "I honestly don't know why Edgar wants you put down so badly… you guys really aren't that much of a challenge!" he admitted, bending down to Bobby's level. It started to reach towards the panting hunter when Bobby suddenly sprung into action.

At the very last second, the hunter pulled a knife out of his boot and pushed himself towards the monster. The weapon embedded itself inside the girl's stomach and Bobby could feel the hilt of the knife being the only part sticking out from outside the monster's body. He knew it wouldn't kill the thing but he hoped to at least have an opening that would allow him to run.

Black goo leaked from the wound and on his fingers. He looked up to the girl's face only to see her smiling.

"That tickles" she spat, pushing Bobby hard enough to send him flying back towards the wall. Bobby's back connected with it and all air escaped his lungs. He was too old for this and he just wished Dean hadn't left.

He looked back at the girl who was pulling the knife out of her body with a grimace full of mockery and pride. She let the weapon fall to the ground, right next to the hunter's boot. Bobby looked down at it and then back up towards the girl. He was panting. His brain ran miles and miles to figure out a plan but he knew he didn't have time. He had to move.

"I'm really disappointed" the girl pouted before throwing herself forward.

Bobby ducked to the side and slid on the floor to grab his knife back. He slashed blindly at his sides to prevent the girl from getting closer. Suddenly, he stumbled into a chair. It was meant to be Dean's chair when the boy watched over his brother. Bobby didn't have time to think. He grabbed the chair and tossed it with all his strength.

The monster received the flying furniture and fell under its weight. Bobby ran towards her and plunged his knife into her throat. He then pressed the chair down on her so she couldn't move. The Leviathan laughed hysterically as black goo oozed from her neck and rushed into her throat. She choked on the liquid as it ran past her lips.

"You still won't kill me, old man!" she announced fiercely. Bobby's frown deepened and he was clenching his teeth in anger. He wouldn't stop trying until he destroyed that monster that was hurting his family.

"No but you're gonna wish you were dead" he raged, pressing the chair harder. His knuckles were turning white. The Leviathan started to struggle and managed to push Bobby off.

The hunter didn't have time to think. He had to react. There was a spare pole at the corner of the room. It was meant to hold the fluids that those doctors were pumping into Sam's body. It wasn't used at the moment and Bobby didn't lose any second.

He darted for the metallic pole and swung it hard enough to pierce the monster's body. One hit. Through and through. The pole was sticking out of her back and more goo was pouring out. It was a horrific spectacle that Bobby would have enjoyed in any other circumstances than Sam's hospital room.

The monster's eyes were wide in surprise. It hadn't been expecting to put up with such a fight. Bobby remained stoic even though he too wondered where that sudden strength came from. His fists and jaw were clenched. Nobody messed with him or his kids. Ever.

"That's what you get for getting near my boys" Bobby growled on a serious revengeful tone.

The monster tried to laugh as it came out choked from the amount of black sludge leaking out of her. "You think this is over? You think you won? This is just the beginning!" the girl seethed with glee. She had that maniac look into her eyes.

"But it's the end for you" came a third voice.

Bobby spun around so quickly that he would've fallen if he didn't catch his balance as quickly as he did. Dean was standing next to the door. Bobby saw something shine to the kid's side and he suddenly knew what was coming.

Dean didn't wait for the look of fear that filled the monster's glassy eyes. He slashed so quickly that Bobby could almost feel the gush of wind coming from the movement. Within seconds, the girl's head was rolling on the floor. The rest of the body soon followed with a thud.

Dean stared at the scene, panting. He had run as fast as he could and apparently, he had arrived just in the right time. After figuring out that his brother and uncle were in trouble, he had to do something and fast.

Dean finally turned to Bobby. The older hunter was clutching his left hand and still panted.

"You okay?" Dean asked, his own breath hitched. Bobby nodded but he was still too busy catching his breath to form an answer. Dean nodded back to him.

"Good. You did good" he noted, looking around the room at the tell tale clues of the fight that had taken place before his arrival.

"Hey what? Ya think I'm impotent or somethin'?" Bobby snarled. He might be old but he wasn't alive out of luck. Dean grinned sadly.

"No you've saved our asses more times than I could count. Thanks Bobby!" Dean recognized. He didn't know what he would've done if his father figure hadn't been there to save the situation.

The oldest nodded, bowing his head to look at the tiles.

"About what I said to you…" Bobby spoke quietly. He was trying to apologize for being so harsh but the emotions caught in his throat. Dean nodded.

"I get it. You were right. I deserved it" Dean admitted sadly. He'd been hurt by the things that Bobby had said but he knew that they were true. He had screwed up and nothing could take back what he had done to his brother.

Bobby's eyes blurred with emotion. He sighed sadly.

"No you didn't. I overreacted and let my anger out on you. You didn't need this. You were hurting enough and you didn't need my judgment on top of that" Bobby apologized. Dean shook his head.

"But you were right. Sam's hurt and it's my fault" Dean recalled, his voice trembling.

Bobby's fists clenched. He was tired of hearing Dean beat himself up.

"Then it's about time you stop whining about it and start doing something to make him better!" he snapped. Dean sensed the anger in Bobby's tone but he knew Bobby was only angry at seeing him so self-bashing. And the man was right. Pitying himself would not make Sam better.

Dean didn't have a response but he didn't need to produce one. They both knew that the point had settled where it needed to. Bobby nodded and a smile crept up his lips. He then looked around the room and took in the mess that he'd made. He sighed.

"Kid, you'll have to stay here and take care of your brother. I have a mess to clean up" he announced, motioning to the corpse on the floor.

"You know Edgar didn't die. He's the one calling the shots" Dean informed the other hunter. Bobby looked disgusted and out of options. They were definitely up against something much bigger than they'd ever faced.

"It probably means that this one is most likely not dead… she said they can't die. I'll see what information I can get out of her" Bobby started. Dean frowned and grabbed Bobby's arm tightly to stop his movement.

"What? On your own? Bobby, you've seen what they can do! I'm not letting you deal with her alone!" he warned angrily. It was Bobby's turn to clench his teeth.

"Damn it Dean! I was a hunter when you were still wearing diapers! We have to do something! Now I can help! I'm not helpless! And you, you have to stay with Sam and watch out for him. He needs you more than I do. You're gonna have to trust me" Bobby growled. He was growing impatient.

Dean knew the other hunter was right. He finally nodded. Bobby gave him a comforting pat on the shoulder.

"Now I just gotta figure out how to get a body out of here without looking suspicious" Bobby realized. Dean nodded and a smile tugged at his lips.

"I might have an idea" he announced and Bobby already knew that he was going to hate that idea.

A while later, he was dressed in a pale gown with an overlapping apron and he was pushing a cart filled with dirty laundry. That was Dean's genius idea. Bobby had to pretend to be the maid. That was the only way he could wander around with something big enough to hide a body. He hated it but it worked. He managed to roll the cart down to his pick up and loaded the body into it.

On the way, an idea popped into his mind. Dean had been right on one thing. He couldn't do this alone. He needed help. That's when he decided to call Jody Mills. The sheriff had been useful so far and she knew about the Leviathans so he wouldn't have to convince her.

Shutting his phone off, he smiled victoriously. Jody had agreed to meet him at Rufus' cabin. She would help him and besides, he was fond of the woman. Good company was better than anything he could have wished for.

SPN

Dean was back to being alone with his brother. He felt terrible for leaving in the first place. Horrible scenarios filled his mind when he thought of what could have happened to his brother if he hadn't come back in time or if Bobby hadn't been there to fight off the monster.

But something Bobby said kept nagging him. Feeling guilty wouldn't help his brother. He needed to be strong if he wanted to be there for Sam. And that's when it happened. He started seeing Sam differently. His brother wasn't a victim of his own mistakes anymore. His brother was fighting and he was waiting for someone to help him fight. So that's when Dean decided to be that person.

"I'm sorry Sam. I'm sorry I left. But I'm back now and I'm not going anywhere. I promise" Dean assured, taking back his place at his brother's side. He noted the new installment and sighed. Sam needed to start getting better.

"You keep fighting this, man. I know you can. I'll be right here waiting for you. I'll do whatever you need me to do to help. You can trust me. I've made mistakes but I won't do them again. You can trust me" Dean continued. He needed his brother to know that. And at some point he realized with clarity that Sam knew. It filled him with an indescribable joy.

The good news came quickly. Doctor Hamilton was doing his morning exam when his face lit up with hope.

"What is it?" Dean asked, almost worried.

"Your brother's ICP is now around 39. It's going down Dean and we can consider therapeutic hypothermia now" Hamilton announced happily. Dean took it as good news even though his brother was only slightly improving. He assumed he'd have to settle for the small victories.

"And how will it work?" Dean asked, considering the idea of helping Sam to get better. The Doctor looked down at his chart and then back up at Dean.

"We will insert a catheter inside Sam's femoral vein. Through that catheter, we will inject a cold solution that will quickly bring his body temperature down. After that we will only have to maintain a temperature cool enough to allow Sam's body to recuperate. We will also have to monitor him closely to keep him stable" the Doctor replied.

Dean frowned. "Does that mean he could be unstable?" he picked up. The Doctor could see that the boy was keeping up.

"It could happen. It doesn't mean it will. The most common issue we have to look out for is shivering. We will have to sedate your brother to make sure it doesn't happen or he could hurt himself" Hamilton explained.

Dean wasn't reassured but he believed that he was out of other options.

"Don't worry, Mr Deyoung. We'll be watching your brother closely" the physician assured.

Dean nodded but then his frown returned.

"But you said you'll have to insert another catheter? I'm starting to think that soon enough, Sam won't have any more left to offer" he noticed, thinking that yet another tube into his brother wouldn't make him feel better.

"I understand that those methods are invasive and I wish I could find alternative options. But this method is the safest because it gives us an accurate reading of the body temperature and modifications can be done quickly. The other non invasive methods take too much time to be effective and they're not as accurate" Hamilton admitted.

Dean nodded. There was no other choice. He finally gave his approval. It's the only way he felt like he could help his brother.

"And how long will you have to keep him cold?" Dean asked suddenly. The Doctor looked up at him. He wished he could get a better answer but only time would tell.

"As long as it takes to get his ICP down to manageable levels. I can't give you an accurate number and I wish I could… but it can take a few days or a few weeks" he replied truthfully.

Dean found himself thinking that he wished it could be days instead of weeks. He needed Sam to come back to him. But he couldn't keep blaming himself because it only made it worse. A small smile crept up his face. He reached to his brother's side.

"Hey Sammy. They're gonna cool you down. I'm sorry man but it has to be done" Dean apologized. He felt like his brother could somehow hear him because he had already gotten better overnight after his speech.

"But let's make it a case, okay? A hunt maybe… whatever motivates you… You have to beat this. And I'll be waiting for you. But don't take too long, alright?" Dean proposed. He knew Sam was a fighter and the fact that his brother was still alive testified to that.

SPN

Bobby made it back to the cabin and found a very alive and kicking Leviathan in his truck. He was happy he had tied the thing before leaving. He couldn't imagine what could have happened if he hadn't. Jody was already there waiting for him.

"When you said you'd meet me, I didn't know it would be so fast" Bobby teased with a grin. Jody smiled back at him.

"I couldn't wait to get a chance to beat down those monsters" she replied with a force in her eyes that he hadn't seen in her in a long time.

"Then you can help me get this one to the basement" Bobby proposed. Jody nodded. She couldn't wait indeed. And after what she had noticed in the hospital a few weeks ago, Bobby's call had just been the salvation she was looking for. It was also a chance to reunite with the older hunter she was so fond of. All in all, it was just a great occasion with great conditions.

"Where are the Winchesters?" she asked, suddenly noticing the lack of the two handsome giants.

Bobby sighed. He had expected the sheriff to ask but it didn't make it any easier.

"At the hospital. Sam's hurt…" Bobby replied simply. He knew he'd have to get into details and that's the part he dreaded because it made it all real.

"Oh my God, is he alright?" Jody asked, her eyes filling with concern. Bobby was touched to see how much she cared. That's the effect the boys had on people.

"Not really…" Bobby mumbled as he avoided her gaze and started the pull the struggling girl out of the car.

"Bobby, what is it that you're not telling me?" she asked sternly. She wanted answers. Bobby sighed.

"I'll explain later. Dean's taking care of it, don't worry" the oldest finally stated. Jody could see that pushing wouldn't give her anything so she stopped fighting and gave the other hunter a hand instead. They dragged the monster down to the basement where they tied her to a chair. Bobby finally removed the gag from her mouth.

"I see you're not dead" he pointed out.

The Leviathan Karen smiled mischievously. "Told you you couldn't kill me" she spat victoriously.

Bobby grunted. "Like I said, you might not die but you might wish you would" he spat back. Jody watched them and then looked at Bobby questioningly.

"So we can't kill them?" she asked.

"So far we haven't found how… but here we are and there she is" he said, turning his head to motion to the tied Leviathan. Jody understood where he was going and smiled.

"I'll leave you two then" she announced and went upstairs. "This place needs cleaning anyway" she added.

Bobby went around the basement and picked up everything he could to test on the girl with. He found salt, nails, gas and many more things that he started to have ideas how he could have fun with.

The fun could only begin.

He turned to the girl with a determined look in his eyes.

"Let's see what it takes to hurt you" he warned.

The girl smiled. "I could tell you right away and we wouldn't be wasting both our time" she tried.

Bobby shook his head.

"I'm not looking for words. I want physical proof. I'll only believe what I see" he retorted proudly.

He didn't miss the look of horror that crossed her eyes.

"Well… shall we begin?"

TBC

SPN

That's it for now! Sorry for the delay! I wanted to get something up for you guys because of course I haven't forgotten about you! I hope you enjoyed this chapter even though it's a little short! There's definitely more to come!

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I hope you all had amazing holidays and I wish you a happy new year!

Stay tuned as Bobby continues to get info out of his prisoner and Sam keeps fighting with Dean by his side. I had to turn off the Dean guilt in this chapter. I want him to turn that bad energy into something proactive in the next chapters. So yeah stay tuned and thank you for reading!