Disclaimer: I do not own Sam or Dean Winchester. They both belong to Eric Kripke.
Author's Notes: Right well, this is my third Supernatural fic that I've put on here. I quite like the plot to this fic, so I thought I'd post it because "The Pain Of A Lost Love" is nearly finished.
This fic will include some limp!Sam so yay:D Anyway, like always, please read, review and enjoy!

Boy's Don't Cry

Chapter 1

Five year old Sam stood quietly as he watched his big brother Dean prepare to go out on a hunt with his father, John.

"Dean, how long are you going to be?" He asked in his little, quiet voice.

"I don't know Sammy, sorry. I won't be long thou."

"Oh." Sam lowered his head slightly, pouting his chubby red rosy cheeks in the process as Dean looked at him.

"What's up Sammy? Aren't you feeling too good?"

"I'm fine Dean." Sam smiled weakly before going to find his father.

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"Daddy."

"Yes Sam?"

"Can I come with you and Dean tonight on the hunt. I don't really like staying with Bobby."

"I'm sorry Sammy but it's far too dangerous for a little young fella like you. Maybe in another couple of years."

Sam sighed before looking up at his father with big tearful eyes.

"Ok daddy."

John nodded and finished packing his bag.

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Sam walked back into his and Dean's room. Slowly climbing onto his own bed, he just sat there, watching Dean's every move.

"I've left you some of my action figures on my bed to play with and some comic books for you to look at."

"Thanks Dean." Sam said sadly.

Dean sat next to his younger brother and put an arm around his little shoulder.

"Look Sam, you'll be able to go hunting in a couple of years time. It's just, me and dad don't want to lose you. You're really special to us, ya know?"

"Thanks Dean. You're special too!" Sam smiled and gave his brother a huge hug. Sam loved how Dean was always there for him. He couldn't live without him.

"Come on Dean, Bobby's here! We have to go and hunt down that blasted werewolf" Called John up the stairs.

Sam looked at Dean cutely then sighed.

"Aww Sammy, don't give me that look. I won't be long, maybe a couple of days, that's all."

"But I'll miss you Dean."

"And I'll miss you too Sammy, I'll phone you every night ok?"

"Ok Dean." Sam looked up at Dean from under his shaggy brown hair and smiled. "Thanks."

"No problemo, Samo. Right well, I'll see you soon."

Dean hugged his little brother and kissed him lightly on the top of his head.

"Bye Dean."

Sam lowered his head sadly and plopped himself down on his bed. What was he going to do without Dean. There was no one to play fight with, no one to play on his computer games with and no one to read him bedtime stories. Little Sammy sighed before putting his small stool up against the wall below the window so he could look out of it. He could see Dean sitting in the front of the impala looking right up at the window at Sam. Sam waved and Dean smiled back. Boy, would he miss his brother.

As the car pulled away, tears ran down Sam's face. This always happened when Dean left. Sam plopped himself back on his bed and looked at the picture on his bedside table of him and Dean together. His brother really meant the world to him.

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"May I come in Sam?" Asked Bobby as he knocked on the bedroom door.

"Yes." Sam quietly said before opening the bedroom door for Bobby.

"What's wrong Sam? Have you been crying?" Asked a concerned Bobby.

Sam just nodded as tears began to dwell in his eyes again.

"Aww Sammy, come here." Bobby said as he opened his arms to hug Sam. "Everything's going to be ok you know. Dean won't be gone for long. How about if you're feeling better later we have a game of snakes and ladders and maybe I could read you a bedtime story if you want."

Bobby smiled as he saw Sam's face light up. Dean had told Bobby everything he'd usually do with Sam so it'd make it a more enjoyable time for him. It'd be just like his brother was actually there.

"I'd really like that. Thanks Bobby!" Sam clapped his hands and showed Bobby the action figures and comic books Dean had given him.

"You're very lucky to have a caring brother like Dean aren't you?"

"Yeah, he's a great brother and my best friend too. Well, he's my only friend. At the last school I went to, no one liked me. They kept calling me names and pushing me around."

"Well, I'd rather have one really really good friend than have a 5 not so good friends. And what about me? Aren't I your friend?" Bobby said jokingly as he pretended to be upset.

"Of course you're my friend! So is daddy and Mr Bear!" Sam smiled sweetly.

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"I'm going to go to bed now Bobby. I'm really tired."

"Ok Sammy. Want me to read you a bedtime story?"

"Yes please!" Sammy jumped up and down and nodded eagerly.

"Up you go then, if you get yourself ready for bed, I'll be up soon."

"Okie dokie!"

Running up the stairs as fast as his little legs could take him, Sam got undressed into his blue pyjamas and jumped into bed, all set and ready for his bedtime story.

Bobby walked up the stairs. He felt sorry for poor Sammy. His father was always going on hunts and leaving him. It was a shame Sam wasn't old enough to go on hunts. It was heartbreaking to see Sam cry because he missed his brother so much, but it was so lovely to see how much he really did care about his brother.

Bobby walked into Sam's room to see him laying in Dean's bed, fast asleep. He smiled to himself before tucking Sam gently in and kissing him on the head.

"Sleep tight little Sammy, sleep tight" he whispered before he made his way into the guest room where he would be staying.

Thanks for reading! Reviews are greatly appreciated.

Chapter 2 Coming soon...

What happens when Dean and John are away longer than they expected?