(A/N) this is my first fanfiction, and I hope y'all like it! My beta is Papyrus VanHelsing, and she has helped me so much with this. Currently, she is typing this author's notes for me and she is posting this for me. Please check her out. I really hope you like it. This chapter is really short because I'm trying to get the jist of it. Thanks for reading!

Ch.1
Dean could still see it, the rougarou bitting down on SAMs neck. The voice of his father in the background scaring the monster enough to let go, Sam fell to the ground the blood spilling out of his neck . Dean rushed to his side clamping his hand over the wound and shielding him as the rougarou coughs fire.
"Hey, hey,hey! Just hold on your gonna be okay." Dean tried " were gonna patch you up, your gonna be okay I promise Sammy I promise." Dean kept repeating to Sam trying to calm him but finding himself trying to comfort himself more than anything.
Tears began to run down Deans face as the blood started rushing over his fingers faster and faster and SAMs small body began to shake in his arms. Then nothing, absolute stillness, SAMs eyes shut and his breath stopped, he was dead.
" Sammy! No! No! Please. Wake up!" Dean said shaking Sam, trying anything to wake him. From behind him, dean felt the hand of his father on his shoulder. Looking up dean could see Johns sweat and tear streaked face looking down at him. John knelt down at Deans side running a hand through Sams hair before pulling Dean into a hug.
" dean! Dean!" John yelled trying to wake him up
Dean shot up, slapping Johns hand away from him.
" what!" He yelled " I mean, sir?" Dean corrected himself
" Are you okay? You blacked out."
" Yeah- just tired" dean replied, as he stood up to meet Johns gaze.
Looking closer John could see how tired dean looked". You look like hell son." John stated " when's the last time you really slept?"
" just now." Dean replied, rubbing his eyes drowsily.
He wasn't lieing , that had probably bin the best sleep he had gotten since Sammy died. Every time he closed his eyes memories of SAMs death kept flooding in, different ones to not the same one. The guilt was still heavy on his mind, it was his fault Sam was dead and it was gonna haunt him forever.
" dean! Snap out of it!" John