A/N This was written a while ago. It first started in a an msn chat with my friend and Beta-reader Tori. So we wrote this.

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Chapter One: Never Be Forgotten

Dean sat in the chair next to the bed, on which Sammy's lifeless corpse had been laid. He was distraught. The only member of his family left, and he'd lost him to the supernatural. The things to which he'd devoted his whole entire life up until this point, to hunting. He was sure that he would not stop now. He would have to get revenge for what had happened to his baby brother, who he should have been able to protect. After all it had been his job.

Dean had sat there numb, for hours since Bobby had brought them both here. He had held his brother as he died, feeling the life leaking out of him until there was nothing left.

All of a sudden Dean got to his feet and rushed out of the door. Slamming the driver's door to the Impala, he started the engine and took off down the road. He knew instantly where he was going and what he was going to do. Upset and angry, Dean couldn't concentrate properly on the road, leading him to nearly damage his beloved car, he decided to pull over, and carefully.

Stationary at the side of the road, it was only a few minutes before he heard Bobby's car pull up behind him. His father's old friend opened the passenger door and got into the Impala.

"I know where you're trying to go, Dean. If you think there's a chance in hell that I'm going to let you give your life for Sam, like your father did for you. Then you are completely deluded. It's a dumb idea and you know it." Bobby insisted.

Dean said nothing, he just looked at Bobby as a single tear rolled down his grieving face.

"Listen Dean, we'll find away to bring him back, I know it"

"We have to, Bobby. I can't live without him. He's my baby brother" choked Dean behind soft teardrops.

It was rare that Dean showed much emotion, but on certain occasions, especially where his younger brother Sam was concerned, he would be known to show his fear or love for him. This was one of those occasions.

Soon after sitting silently for a short time, Dean and Bobby returned to the cabin near Cold Oak, where Sam's body was located.

"Dean, what are we going to do with his body?" asked Bobby unsure of what answer he might get.

"We can't bury or burn it, he'll need it when we bring him back." Dean could not even think of the risk that bringing Sam back was impossible, it would hurt too much; he was still clinging to the hope that he would be able to speak to his brother again.

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