Close to 80mph in a 40 zone Dean Winchester needed help and he needed it fast.

He looked over at Sam, his heart racing, he had to remember to breathe, Sam needed his help.

'Sammy look at me, Sam!" his brother was slumped in his seat arms resting limp at his sides, facing forward, he had tears rolling down his cheeks

It didn't register that Dean was talking to him, he was in his head, trapped with no way out, he couldn't move.

Dean stepped on the gas "Sammy please ! say something dude"

The tears just kept coming, but Sam's frightened expression remained the same.

Dean fumbled at his jacket pocket pulling out his phone "bobby I'm on my way to yours, its Sam, it's that damn wall, I'm going to kill death when i…"

Dean was interrupted by a small whimper from Sam, he reached across and gave his brothers arm a squeeze.

"and Bobby ...get Cas"

He quickly hung up and looked towards Sam.

Sam extremely slowly reached his hand up to the right side of his head deans eyes were on the road and Sam every other second.

He drew his arm away and absently looked at his hand, it was covered in blood.

Dean caught site of the blood " Holy Sh**"

A swerve of the car was masked by a deliberate afterthought to pull over. Dean quickly reached for Sam's chin and turned his head to face him, he panicked as he started to notice more blood dripping onto his white t shirt, and it was practically gushing out of his ear.

Sam made a faint noise, he was clearly in distress but his eyes were far away.

Oh my god Sam we gotta stop the blood, he slowly placed Sam's head to rest on the back to the seat and quickly raced to the trunk coming back with a small towel.

He couldn't stay here Sam needed Castiel's help and Dean needed Bobby's "Sammy it's gonna be okay" for the first time in the last 15 minutes Sam's eyes slowly drifted to focus on deans face"

Whilst pressing the towel against Sam's ear dean caught sight of his brothers expression, he hadn't seen his brother look that vulnerable since…well he'd never seem him look that vulnerable. "It's okay, alright? I'm gonna stop the blood"

Dean was going to have to stop this blood but they couldn't stay here not in the middle of nowhere, he left the scrunched up cloth on Sam's chest while he slammed his door. He revved the engine and pulled his limp brother up to his side, starting the car he drove with his left hand on the wheel and his other arm around his brother, holding the towel pressed up against Sam's ear.

"…..dean" It was faint but it was there.

" alright, alright Sammy" Dean spoke comfortingly into Sam's unruly hair.

"Cas get your ass down here" Dean pressed tighter on Sam's ear and pushed down harder on the gas.

Tbc…