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"Sam, he needs hospital immediately" Jody announced with a serious voice.

"Jody, I think I can…"

"He's in a severe shock already, he lost too much blood, do you need me to keep going? No. So you're going to sit in my car and you are going to drive him to the hospital. Then come back for me when you can" Jody stated, leaving no space for an argument. "But first, lift his legs up, Sam."

Sam immediately obeyed. It's not like he didn't know what to do, he did, but the sheriff was clearly indignant at him for even mentioning that he can try and handle this by himself.

They lifted Dean's legs to get more blood flowing into his head and heart.

Not long after Dean opened his eyes, disorientated.
"Hey, are you with me, Dean?" the younger Winchester asked, studying Dean's eyes, not liking what he was seeing. His condition was damn right serious.

Dean just stared at him, frowning, trying to understand what was going on.

"Sam, there is no time for melodramatic stares and explanations, you can tell everything to him later. Now, he needs a professional help, so I suggest o to move your eyes before he flat-lines in front of us." Jody declared loudly, bringing Sam back from his thoughts.

"Right"

Sam mumbled some nonsense to his brother, lifted him up in a fireman's carry and carried him to the car.

Dean started mumbling something incoherently and then was out like a light again. Sam gently laid him in the backseat, then put some clothes under his legs to keep them higher. Soon after that he drove to the hospital like crazy.

They admitted him immediately.

He was quickly laid on a bed, nurses attached him to a various machines, trying to get his vitals. Doctor appeared next to him out of nowhere, flashing light to Dean's eyes, checking him all over. He was the one to state the fact what Dean needs right now.

"We have an urgent patient here" doctor shouted to his staff. Then started shouting his vitals to the nurses and another doctor who came in.

"Unresponsive, blood pressure 80 over 40 and dropping, he's in a hypovolemic shock, going to a cardiac arrest, he needs an adrenalin shot, move it, people!" the doctor shouted. "We need to stabilize him, stop the bleeding, give him fluids and blood transfusion, oxygen, tests, damnit, his vitals are bottoming..."

Sam watched how Dean's little heart monitor's alarms went off and it started beeping uncontrollably. He was in a cardiac arrest, if they won't do something soon he will flatline right in front of him…

"Shit, he's crashing!" someone shouted.

No shit, Sherlock.

Sam didn't realize he was holding his breath when doctor put a syringe into Dean's IV. After what seemed like a lifetime the monitor's screeching stopped and his heart rate went into its normal rate. Well, not normal, but 'flatline free zone' rate at least.

Gosh, Dean looked terrible, or more likely, dead. If he hadn't got him here when he did… Sam was terrified to think what would have happened.

"... take him to OR, 7th is available right now. Move it people, we don't have time!" one of the doctors shouted. They unhooked Dean from the machines, keeping the IV.

Sam stood, frozen, in the middle of the ER hallway when they wheeled his brother away. From what he heard, Dean was already one foot in the grave. He just hoped he got him here in time. At this moment their arguments and shouting matches seemed like the least important thing in the world. They only made Dean reckless and hurt. It was pointless.

He sighted.

Their luck was kicking them in the ass once again.

"Sir, you need to fill the forms…" a nurse approached him.

"Yes, of course…" he answered vaguely, taking the forms. The young hunter quickly filled them, not really paying attention to what he wrote. He needed to go back and help Jody.

"C'mon, Jody, you need hospital too. Your leg looks bad"

Sam was back at the cabin to help Jody out, but she was stubborn.

"We're a little short on hands here, Sam, and I'll be fine, it's just a sprain" she assured him.

"You sure?"

"Yea, it's not like a first time. I got this. What about Alex tho? We can't keep her locked down."

"I fixed the cure" Sam gave her a bottle with a dirty looking and probably disgusting drink. "She needs to drink it all. Then, let's just say, it's going to be rough couple of days, but she'll be fine afterwards. And human."

"That's great." Jody smiled. Then looked at Sam, worry in her eyes. "What about Dean?"

A shadow crossed Sam's face.

"He's ugh… he's…"

"He's alive, isn't he?" Jody shouted, fear in hers voice visible.

"For now at least, yeah." Sam said.

"For now?! What do you mean, for now? Sam Winchester, you better…"
"Jody!" Sam interrupted her. "I don't know a lot. They took him away once we got there, but from what I've heard and seen, he isn't doing very well. He went into a cardiac arrest right before my eyes, his vitals went to shit, I don't even know if he's still alive or…" Sam shook his head. " Anyways, I should go back if you don't need any further assistance here."

"Yeah, Sam, go back, I'll call you later to see how everything's going, alright?" Jody tapped him on the shoulder. "Dean's tough, he'll pull through this" she reassured him, offering a kind smile.

"Yeah" Sam muttered, heading to the car.

Suddenly, he wasn't so sure if Dean was that tough anymore.

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