A/N- Why hello! Thank you for clicking on my story :) I hope you enjoy :) This is 1989 so Dean is 10 so Sam is 6. I also don't live in the US meaning that my knowledge of locations is poor... sorry :L But I tried my best. I don't mind being corrected so please PM if there is something wrong. Also please review. Reviews make me very happy :) Anyhoo, on with the story...

Disclaimer- I don't own Supernatural, unfortunately.

Dean tapped his foot impatiently as he waited for the green man to light up at the lights. It was 9 o'clock at night and Dean just wanted to watch TV, but Sam had insisted on having ice-cream, meaning they had to go to the store to get some. Although there were no cars in sight, Sam had thrown a fit and told Dean about the dangers about crossing before the green man lit up, something he apparently learnt in Kindergarten. Dean adjusted his grip on the paper bag that was now getting soggy from the defrosting ice-cream.

Finally the green man lit up and Dean and Sam started to walk across the crossing. The paper bag, which Dean had carried for the last 10 blocks, had finally reached the end of its tether and let the groceries fall out half away across the crossing. Dean rolled his eyes, just my damn luck. He was bending down to pick up the spilled groceries when he heard the car.

This car, apparently, had no intention of stopping at the red light and was heading straight for Sam. Dean's big brother instincts kicked in as he shoved his baby brother out of the way onto the sidewalk, putting himself in Sammy's place. Time seemed to slow down as the car crashed into Dean.

Dean felt as through he was flying through the air and landed with an ungraceful thump as he hit the ground head first. Blackness consumed him as he heard Sam screaming his name.

"Dean! DEAN!" Sam screamed. He ran out into the road to his older brother, ignoring the car that was continuing down the road. "Dean?" Sam sobbed when his brother didn't reply, letting tears roll down his cheek and clutched his big brother's hand. He didn't know what to do. People came rushing out of the diner next to them, making sounds of shock. Sam thought desperately, trying to remember what his kindergarten teacher told him when something bad happened.

"It's ok son" A kind man said to Sam. The man took one look at Dean and shouted "Call 911!" to the now forming crowd. "Can I take a look at you friend?" The man said, turning his attention back to Dean and Sam. Sam reluctantly nodded his head, knowing that the man would help Dean better than Sam could. "What's your friend's name?"

"His name's… Dean and he's my… brother." Sam corrected the man through sobs.

"Ok, I'm just gonna check his breathing, um-"

"Sam"

"Ok, Sam. I'm gonna check his breathing." The man said, already checking Dean's airways and breathing. Sam felt sick as the puddle of blood formed around Dean's head. "He's still breathing Sam. Don't worry. It'll all be fine" the man continued, trying to comfort the distraught 6 year old. "Are you hurt Sam?" the man asked, as the sirens in the distance got louder. Sam shook his head.

A few minutes later the ambulance arrived, and Dean was attached to a board. Sam followed them as they carried Dean over to the ambulance, but was stopped by paramedic.

"Where do you think you're going laddy?" the paramedic asked, frowning at Sam

"He's my brother" Sam said, pointing at Dean, who now had heart monitors and an oxygen mask on.

The paramedic sighed, glancing around for a worried parent. He was surprised when he saw none. "Where are your parents kids?" The paramedic asked frowning. Surely the two kids of that age weren't out walking at this time of night alone.

Sam started to panic. Dean always dealt with adults asking the questions. "Umm, my dad is at work." Sam said, confident that he said the right thing.

"Jeff!" The paramedic called to the man in the back of ambulance, just before they shut the doors, "Kid here hasn't got anyone else. Got to ride with you" the paramedic said, ushering Sam on board before Jeff could reply.

Sam glanced at Dean, who was now attached to, what seemed to Sam, a thousand wires. Jeff noticed the wide eyed panic on the boy's face and quickly went to reassure him. "It's Ok, kid. You have to be really brave now, 'cause your brothers sick and we need to look after him. I need you to sit in the seat for me and don't get up until I tell you to. Ok?" Jeff asked, before strapping Sam in. "All set to go" Jeff shouted to the ambulance driver and they sped off down the road.

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