When it All Falls Down
Summary- The setting is the end of 'All Hell Breaks Loose Part1'. A major spoiler if you haven't seen the episode. I think it's pretty sad, but then again I'm a total sap. Oh, well. ENJOY!
"Sam!" I can't take this anymore. Bobby and I have been looking for him all day. "Sam!" I've got to see that damned little brother of mine, preferably alive! "Sammy!!" I yelled, louder and more desperate than the last.
"Dean," the familiar voice of Sam was just up ahead. When he came closer I saw he was holding a limp arm at his side. For a moment, I was worried but it didn't matter, Sammy was alive!
But all of a sudden, a shadow came up behind him, "Sam! Look out!" Before he could react, the shadow attacked him in the back. (I about cried my eyes out throughout the rest of this!) My heart skipped a few beats as Sam fell to his knees. Without another thought, I ran to catch Sam.
"Sam. Sam! Hey," I felt his warm blood on my hands as I tried to hold him up, "Come on, Sammy. It's not even that bad. It's not even that bad, alright?" I told him trying to convince myself as much as I was him. Sam's head kept lolling from one side to the other, "Sammy? Sam!" I held his face in my hands, trying to get him to focus on something, that something being me. "Sam, listen to me. We're gonna get you patched up and you'll be as good as new! I'm gonna take care of you," he started to slip out of my grip, but immediately got a good hold on him again, "I've gotcha. It's my job right? To watch after my pain-in-the-ass little brother," Sam's eyes were closing shut again, "Sam?" he didn't respond, "Sammy!?" again, nothing. Sam than went limp in my arms. "No," I whispered into the dark night. I repeated no to myself many times, trying to wake from the terrible nightmare I was experiencing. "Oh, God," I mumbled into a silent prayer. A moment passed as I realized what had just happened, "SAM!!!"
One thought echoed in my head over and over again: Sam was dead.