Hey guys! Yeah, I'm going to write this one after that Concussed!Dean. Most likely will do Pneumonia!Dean next as it is a request.

Rant: ANOTHER THINGS that really pissed me off is when I say to not Review on my Errors, because I know they are there and then two always say something about my errors. I /KNOW/ it, okay guys? I know it always slips my eyes and /I/ have no problem with it. You obviously don't either, because you still read my fics. You're not blind for sure if you can tell me what you liked in the Fic and then totally miss two places where I state to not comment on my errors and then you leave a comment saying how I can't let the errors slip me? Actually, I can. I do this for fun, not school where I get graded on it. I shouldn't have to worry here. That is all. If I start to get more of there Errors related comments, I'll just not write anymore or shut off comments all together if there is an option. But, do know, then you can't leave me you Hurt!Dean fic requests. SO, I'm doing these writing to give you what you ask for. Don't take away something I do for free and for you. ~SayLo

Please feel FREE to leave me a HURT!DEAN Prompt/Idea. I'll be happy to write it and dedicate it to you.

This one is dedicated to Tia. They Reviewed my 'Claustrophobic Dean' fic and requested 'Clinically Depressed Dean'.

Hope you like!


Things had gone to shit again after Dean's breakdown and then Sam getting kidnapped. Dean was doing so much better after the meltdown. His mood was better. He'd talk more with Sam. Like, normal talking about how their day went and how they were feeling? Which is something Dean never did. He was not about this chick flick thing. Dean volunteered in eating healthier, sleeping better, jogging in the morning with Sam, talking to other people for once about something that doesn't have to do with trying to get info out of them about a case. Sam was spending time with the motel's manager's daughter, teaching her how to write a better resume, apply for college, and scholarships. Dean was helping him fix appliances for the other motel where Dean got paid half and Sam was also tutoring, so he also got paid, but full.

That was all after Dean's meltdown during their hunting break and before Sam got kidnapped.

Now, on Sam's mind everything was okay. Going back to normal. The normal they were doing after Dean's meltdown. Sam was home now and not kidnapped and being hurt somewhere. His leg was now broken though and Dean was still hazy at times from the severe concussion he got, but he still had helped a bit in getting Sam back on track with eating and sleeping right. Making sure Sam was sleeping good, he wasn't cold or having nightmares about being kidnapped. Dean took care of Sam's meds, made sure Sam got what he needed, forced him to take naps, exercise his broken leg. To Sam, his brother looked okay now. Dean just wanted Sam to be okay and Sam was okay now, so Dean should be too?

But it wasn't like this for Dean. He didn't realize, neither did Sam, but Dean was really down.

In Dean's mind, Sam was his fault. Everything that ever happened to them was his fault. Sam's leg was now broken and hurting because Dean wasn't fast enough. Sam got kidnapped 200 feet in front of their motel because Dean was busy pleasuring himself. Sam would have nightmares today because he was being a lazy ass and sent Sam out to get food and that got Sam kidnapped. In Dean's mind every little thing was his fault, but he didn't say it, and didn't even show it much or Sam would bother him or worry abut him. He couldn't bother Sam anymore..

"Dean, could you help me to the kitchen? I want to make these Pita Pizzas" Sam tore Dean apart from his thought and lost mind when Sam started to realize Dean was lost in thoughts a lot often. He was staring into anywhere and sometimes not even blinking. Just sitting there, not eating, or drinking what was in front of him ans just staring at the table. This wasn't like Dean.

"Woa, Sammy! No, why are you cooking? Did you forget your leg?" Quickly going over he slid to Sam's side and guided him to the kitchen. Still not liking why Sam was thinking about cooking when he should be..napping! "It's your nap hour y'know? Lets get you back to bed" Dean was going to turn Sam around, but Sam refused to move and let go the kitchen table.

"Let go Sam. You know the rule"

"There is not such rule! I'm not tired Dean, I'm bored of sitting on my ass for like a week now." Sam groaned, but let go. Putting on a really sad pouting face that just hung down and looked at his feet. "C'mon, Sammy.. stop with the looks!" Dean sighed and stood for a seconds, deciding. "I'm not doin' anything" the younger Winchester slurred and still kept his head down with that extremely heart breaking look on.

"Okay! okay, stop it now.. I'm getting heartache. Literally." The older gave in and shook his head helping Sam into the kitchen table. "Woohoo! Okay, now grab me the flour we got yesterday and a bowl with some water." Sam sat on a chair and squeezed Dean in a hug before letting go, but Dean didn't hug back? His arms hung loose around Sam and he quietly went to grab what Sam asked for. This wasn't like Dean either. No matter how much they were upset from each other or mad, they always hugged back and gave in.

"Y'need anything else? I want to go shower then sleep. I'm tired." Dean stood up and and brought the other pans out for Sam before standing there twenty minutes into helping Sam. Sam had no problem with it, but it was 6PM and that was a bit too early sleep.. "Ah, no. I don't need anything else. I was just hoping you'll help me make the Pita Pizza.." Sam busied himself with baking the flour for the crust and avoid looking into Dean's eyes. Dean thought for a second then looked over at the bed that was so welcoming and his body was just Dead.. he had no appetite and anything food related made him feel like throwing up.

"You don't have to, I can do it" Sam saw how Dean looked and how his body language was through thinking. It wasn't good. Dean was showing signs of depression. he didn't want to do anything. Didn't want to go out, move around, but just sit or sleep. Things were so much clear now.

"Okay, I'm gonn' go shower" with that Dean went to grab his sleeping shirt and sweats and went into shower. Sam was left amazed staring at the bathroom door when minutes later he could hear silent crying through the water running. Living with Dean so many years he could tell when his brother was crying. The running water trick only worked on someone new. Not Sam, he lived with Dean and it was something to get used to knowing that it happened a few times in a few years.

This was it. Dean was struggling and he wasn't talking about it and this was really hurtful to see. Sam was amazed that he didn't catch this earlier and within two days Sam had seen all the symptoms of a depressed person. Sam was depressed after high school and half way through college. He would know for sure. This was like a Mild depression, but Dean did sleep a lot. Now that Sam thought about it, Dean slept a lot. Wow, way too much. This wasn't Mild. This was really full on depressed. He had to help Dean or his brother was going to go down this lane and screw himself up further.

"Did you need anything else before I went to sleep?" Dean was out of the shower now and.. He looked fine. Sam was so lost in thoughts about taking care of Dean somehow that he lost track of time. Dean was dressed in his sweats, which Sam also realized bagged a little more that usual. His shirt hung lose on him. Dean had gotten skinnier too? Oh god no.. how could he miss this?

"Yeah Dean.. I mean no" Sam shook his head a lot trying to cope through this realization. "You okay, Sammy?" Dean asked placing a hand on Sam's shoulder, worry showing clear on his face and that's what Sam didn't want. "No no, I'm alright Dean~" Sam squeezed Dean's hand and showed a bright smile, nodding, and would you look at that. Dean smiled back. Felt like first in a very long time. 'He smiled' Sam thought to himself. He made a promise that he was going to make Dean better like he was just a few weeks ago.

"Hey Dean?" Dean turned half was across the room and raised a brow at Sam. "I have an appointment tomorrow in the hospital, it's at 10 Am" Sam was going to make Dean go with him to a Psychiatrist in the hospital they were registered at after Sam's kidnapping and Dean's severe concussion. He didn't have a appointment and he was either going to fake something to tell him there that he lied, which might upset Dean, but it's also the /only/ way Dean will go to hospital about his own illness. To be tricked into it. "I don't remember any.." "Oh, I got a call. Said I have an appointment" Sam was quick on making up more lies about it.

"Okay, just wake me up 30 minutes earlier and I'll take you." He climbed into bed and dissolved into the sheets. Gah, it felt so good. He freaking loved the bed. Probably the only thing that ever understood him. A bed. Letting the blissful sleep take him to the dark world with no feeling and mood swings. Where he could peacefully be himself. With that Dean was out cold around 7:10 PM.

Okay, now that his brother was asleep he had to call the hospital and tell them what was going on and that he was tricking his brother into this. Quickly grabbing his cell he limped over at Dean with some trouble and pulled up the sheets om him. Running his hand through his brother's locks, he leaned down and really looked at his sleeping brother. His face was even skinny. Letting out a sigh he left his brother and went outdoors to make that call. Tomorrow was going to be a difficult day.


To Be Continued...


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A/N: I decided to make this a two chapter and SO when this is small enough that I can REALLY look through it for errors and try to fix them all. I'm doing this one for YOU guys. Taking baby steps in getting better even though I really don't care that I make errors. I'll read through it a few times and if it still misses my eyes, sorry. DO NOT REVIEW ON MY ERRORS.

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~SayLo

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