Can Sam get any more weirder than this?

Okay just warning you I was really bored when I wrote this. Sam gets REALLY drunk and Dean has to deal with his drunk brother. How will this turn out? I don't own anything, AT ALL! *sigh*

"AAANNNDDD... We're off to see the wizard! The wonderful wizard of Oz, because, because, because... of the wonderful things he does!"

I push Sam back upright from leaning on my shoulder in his drunken state, and I sigh. Sammy is so going to get it in the morning. Sam's laughter was as loud as a fire engine and my baby, (The Impala) was rocking back and forth with Sam's body weight. This was the fifth time Sam had gotten drunk since Jess's death, he was obviously not coping well.

"Deanny, can we get some water? I want to drink in it!"

Sam giggled and slammed his foot on my baby's floor. His head moved around to the music of 'Hotter than hell' by KIZZ, and the slamming of his foot on my baby was off beat by 100 yards.

"NO! DEANNY DON'T DIE! DON'T DIE JESS! DEANNY DON'T LEAVE ME!"

His outburst surprised me and his breathing stopped, his nails dug into my skin leaving purple marks in their place.

"Sammy I'm not leaving you. I promise."

Sam's breathing went back to normal and then he started smiling again. His finger played with my ear and he knocked on my head.

"Any one in there? Hellooo!"

I didn't answer my eyes glued to the road trying to pay attention and not get us killed.

"Deanny, you don't have anyone in there! That's not good! You should call the ambulance. I can't my bears broken, see!

Sam shoves his phone in front of my face that's working perfectly, and I turn the corner to our motel. Sam looks at his phone and he traces invisible lines, counting each one he comes across. I stop the car at the parking lot and grab Sammy's phone from his grasp. Sam looks at me with tears wielding up in his eyes and I come with the fastest solution, so I don't have to see his puppy dog eyes,

"let's play hide and go seek! I'll have the phone and when you find me, I'll give you back your phone. We have to do this in the room though alright?"

Sam's face lights up with enthusiasm and he looks at his phone.

"It's not a phone silly, It's a bear!"

Sam snorts like it's the most obvious thing in the world and opens my baby's door. His exit from the car door was unexpected and he fell out of the door on his side. My big brother senses came to life and I ran out of the car and towards Sam.

"Sammy you alright?"

Sam laughs and he nods looking in my green eyes,

"that was fun!"

I just roll my eyes and lift him up on his feet. Sam clings on to me for dear life and I walk us into the motel room and throw him on the bed.

"AAAAHHHHH! I'm falling! I'm falling! Deanny help me!"

I walk over to Sam and make him lay down in a sleeping position. Sam moans and his eyes close in exhaustion. This has been a hell of a long night for me, and Sammy. I walk towards my bead and also close my eyes, ignoring the fact that it was only seven o'clock. My mind wanders through the events of the day, and I can't wait to get Sammy on this when he wakes up. A smile plays on my lips and my mind goes blank. I surrender to sleep and wait for tomorrows events.

I wake up to Sam's wretches coming from the washroom, and rub my sleep filled eyes. Sam walks out of the washroom and looks at me questioningly,

"what the hell happened last night?"

I grin evilly and open my mouth to tell Sam of last night's events.

"Well it started off with you singing..."

How'd you like it? Remember I was REALLY bored when this happened and I bet you I will forget this ONESHOT, four days after posting it. Please read and review!

~Karen