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Warning: Extreme Rape! Don't like don't read

Summary: When Sam was 10 he was brutally raped and beat by his dad. He kept it a secret from everyone including Dean. Until one day...

Enjoy!

Prologue: May 2, 1993

Dean was happy today. Today was Sammy's birthday. He rushed to the store after school to buy his brother a present. He didn't have much money but he wanted to give Sammy the best 10 year old birthday he could afford. He stopped at a thrift store and bought his brother a new toy and a pair of new shorts. Then he walked to the store and bought a couple of cupcakes. It wasn't exactly a cake but it will do. Pleased with his purchased he finally reached the motel by 5 o'clock. Opening the door he called out.

"Sammy! Hey come here little brother I got a surprise for you."

Getting no answer he continued walking through the motel until he found Sammy sitting in the living room in a puddle of blood. He immediately dropped his bags and rushed to his brother's side.

"Sammy, what happened? Where's dad?" he asked looking around.

Sammy sat dazed and continued to stare at nothing. Dean looked around and came to the conclusion that their dad was not home.

"He's probably on a hunt. Sammy, come on kiddo, what happened?" Dean asked again picking up his brother.

When Dean picked him up Sam screamed and squirmed to get out of his brother's hold. Dean tried to calm him down.

"Sammy, calm down. I am not gonna hurt you. I am gonna get you cleaned up." Dean said carrying his brother to the bathroom and sat Sam down on the toilet while he filled the tub with water. After he filled the tub, he carefully undressed Sam much to his brother's protest.

Seeing the marks on his brother's body made Dean gasp. "Sammy, what the hell happened?"

Still receiving no response, Dean continued undressing Sam and placed him in the tub. Once Sam was situated in the tub, Dean went back to the living room and started cleaning up the blood. This gave his mind some time to think. Dad must have left Sammy alone again. Someone must have tried to bust in and Sammy got hurt in the process. After finishing up with the blood, he picked up his bags and put them on the bed he shared with Sam. Going through his brother's clothes he picked out a t-shirt, a pair of pants and underwear. He went back to the bathroom to check on his brother.

"Hey Sammy, feel better?"

Sam just nodded.

"Well come on and let's get you out of there before you get wrinkles," Dean said grabbing a towel. "Besides, I have a present for you."

Sam remained silent but lifted his eyebrows. He followed his brother in the room. Dean dried Sam off and helped him get dressed.

"Are those for me?" Sam squeaked eyeing the presents on the bed.

"Yup," Dean laughed and finished dressing his brother.

Sam attacked the presents and squealed in joy when he opened the toy, the pants and cupcakes.

"Happy Birthday, kiddo," Dean laughed.

"Thanks Dean," Sam said and hugged his big brother.

"Sammy, what happened to you earlier?" Dean asked cautiously.

"It was an accident," Sam replied.

"What was an accident?" Dean asked.

"Nothing. I'm tired Dean."

"Okay kiddo, why don't you lay down and get some rest."

TBC...