UUPPSS!! Sorry...sorry..and sorry again... I make a dumbass finger mistake last night... I edit chapter two and send it... and think that I was post chapter three too... obviously.. I dont do it...I fall sleep over my laptop... sorry, please excuse for the stupid mistake... BTW,, let me tell you something...be a boss...sucks!!!( Im dead tired now...)

DISCLAIMERS: STIL... I JUST MY IMAGINATION... THEY ARENT MINE

A/N: Here is the next part of this sad story... I hope you enjoy the reading, as much as I enjoy the writing... Forgive me again for killing beautiful Sam... and for my horrible grammar.

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HEALING

"You dont understand he can give us 10 years... dad... 10 years in that we can see Sammy grown up and be happy... we can be the Winchester family again..."

"...God, if he can have his baby son again..."

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Dean's eyes seems so delirious, that not for the first time, John feels that his unique son is going crazy...

"Dean, No...this isnt what your brother wants... he... he sacrifices himself for us...you cant make him this... this is just gonna hurt Sammy... you dont want to hurt Sammy...do you Dean??"...--low blow, John know for sure that he was playing dirty against his son, but he needed to do something.

"I WANT HIM HERE!! I NEED HIM HERE!! I CANT BREATH!! I DONT KNOW HOW TO LIVE WITHOUT HIM...AND I DONT WANT DAD..!!!!!!! ---And with that, Dean storms away, and climbing in his car , go far away of his dad and the magic crossroad...

"Saint Mary, Mother of God.. pry for us the sinners , now and in the hour of our death.. Amen"..."Please God, I know that Im not the best of your sons...I made a lot of mistakes and very.. very bad things, but I was just trying to protect the people and my family... and...anyway, I dont have other thing to give you that my own life...please God!.. take my life.. and brought my brother back...I...I just...I just want to see him once... just to be sure that he is alright...Come on God!! I give you my life...a life that isn't whort it without Sam...just let me see my brother again... please I need to see my brother again..."

Father Jim feels his heart shatter hearing Dean's pleas; day after day... sometimes in pain and others in rage, the young man never stops to ask God for retrieve his baby brother to him, but unfortunely, that's not gonna happen...

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4.- DEPRESSION

Dean was in a mission...searching all the house like a mad man...

"Where is it..?? Where in hell is it..??"

"Dean...???"

"I cant loose it..!!" Jim..?? Where I leave it ??...Where I put it????"

"Son...If you say me what are you looking for...maybe I can help you!!"

"Sam...Sam's jacket, the brown one...the one he was wearing the day before...he...he..goes"

"Sam's jacket??...I think your father took it for laundry maybe he...!!"

"WHAT...?? ..NO...He can wash the jacket.. is clean... its Sam's...DAD"

"In here.."

"Where do you take it... where is it...where ..??"

"Where is what... what the hell are you talking about.??"

"Sam's jacket... where is it?? Give it to me ... NOW!!"

"Hey!! chill out!! Dean...is over there ... in the clean clothes hamper..."

"Y..yy..you wash it...!!!!! Why??!!"

"Because was dirty.."

"No, no, isnt dirty... is clean... !!" Dean was sounding like a four years old in the middle of a temper tantrum..

"Dean come on... you sleept with that thing beside you every night... believe me it was dirty..."

Dean was throwing away cleen clothes in a mad search for his beloved jacket... when he found it, his eyes shine with like seems joy... and inmediatly, he put the piece of cloth in front of his nose and smell deep...what happen after leave John deeply surprised.

"NOOOOO:... You take it away...You moron!!! You take it away...!" Dean was walking franticly along the room, with Sam's jacket cradled in his hands, smelling it constantly.

"Take away what.. Dean... what are you talking about..??"

"The...the...smell...you take away...Sammy smell...you take it away...!!"and walking to his room, Dean locked himself in there... and start to talking with his missing brother...

"Dean open the damm door right now..!!"John was pounding at his son bedroom's door.

"John..."Father Jim put his hand over John arms... "Maybe this is the moment..."

John just gave him a confused look..."The moment..??...until now...?? Come on Sammy dies three months ago!!"

Father Jim just can shrug his shoulders at John... he knows that some of the griefing process of a beloved one... can take months... even years...

"Forgive me Sammy... its not my fault... I dont see him, taking your things...It wasnt my fault...please just dont leave me ... come on... Sammy... talk to me...dont be mad at me...Sammy!!"

"God! Jim, finally he is going crazy...!!"

"Just wait and listen.. John... he needs to make this..."

"Sammy??? ...Hey there you are...you scare me bitch... ...Sam??? ...what the ...?? are you gonna play hide and seek..??... Look I have it in here... here is your jacket... but our dumbass dad wash it... you will need to wear it again... no??..why not Sammy?... you know that is the only way I can fall sleep and talk to you at night...? Come on Sammy, just one more time...Hey!! I still have in here a bottle of your girly after shave... I can put a little in your jacket..?? what do you say..? we can try it???...

...There you go...!!do you see Sammy...but still... no smell like before... come on kid.. dont make me beg...Sam???...Sammy???...

...come on.. just sit in here... where I can see you..!...

What..?? Ah! Sure I remember that... Ja, ja!! Sammy, but that was your fault... you start the pranks...Ja,ja,ja!! Yeah! I remember that time in the Impala... do you remember it ??? Hey!! I even took you a pic...Oh!! but I lost my cell in the accident, anyway... you look so funny with that spoon hanging by your open mouth...What...?? Hey dude!! you almost leave my hand without skin with your crazy glue...yeah!! Its a lot of funny see you twisting around... and your face Sammy... that was priceless...Ja..ja...ja!!!!!!!!!!!!

Half and hour later, Dean keeps talking with "his brother" and John become anxious minute after minute, just sitting in there, hearing the crazy rambling of his son...Dean passed the last fifteen minutes laughing like he was heaving a very fun time, name it his brother every time... and talking about memories and good moments they share while they are growning...

"Do you remeber Dad's face Sammy??... he was just so mad...I think that he gonna spanks us 'till death that time... Yey!! Ja, ja !!...

What do you mean ?? How... Why do you need to leave...no...you cant leave... not now...come on... ...You little shit!!! you're joking, aren't you ?? Yes..! Oh sammy!! Ja,ja,ja,ja,ja,ja,!!!!!!!!!!!!!

Some in Dean laughing began to turn hysteric...He was whispering now and making low noises, laughing and crying at the same time...suddenly the hysteric laughing become heart wrenching cries, Dean was even kicking the floor... so big is his pain...

"Aaaaaaarghhh...aaaaahhhhhhh!...John can take anymore of his son's heart broken cries, God, his son can die for a broken heart...He dont remember how, but he was pounding at the door, yelling his son name.

"Dean... son...please..let me help you...Dean..."

"Aaaaaaahhh...aaaahhhhh..." Dean was gasping for breath... and crying his heart out.

"Oh my God!! Dean, let me in... please...Im gonna throw this door if you dont open now...DEAN!!"

"John" Jim's voice make him stop just before he kick the door..."Not in this form... John... talk to him..."

"He isn't listen to me...he dont want to listen me...!!!

"You need to reach your son..John... you cant loose him too"

Dean crazy sobs and cries can still be heard behind the door, he keep kicking the floor and screaming in rage and pain...he need to make something.. and need to make it quick.

"Son...please... Im in here... I...I...God!! Dean I love him too... I love your brother with all my heart too... and I was just trying to survive... because you are my son too... and you need me...We can grief your brother's dead together Dean... please son ... Im suffering here ...Im dying here... If you want to go with Sammy... just please son... take me with you... I want to be with the two of you... dont leave alone Dean... take me with you..." John is sobbing with his head against the door... he feels like his body was just turned to the inside out... the pain is suffocating him ...

Suddenly the bedroom's door open and they can see Dean standing inside, with Sam's jacket craddled in his chest, like he is carrying a baby , his eyes full of tears and puffy

"Dean??.."

"Dean...?? John ask for a second time..

When Dean raise his head, his father can see the most painful and desolated look on them.. like his son is completly lost and totally confused ... he remember it John his traumatized five years old little Dean the first night after his mother dead.

"Son??"

"Dad...he...he...is...gone..." Dean made a great sob..." Sammy is gone... dad... and...and he isnt come back..."

John embrace his son , and just in that moment is like a river of pain, rage and grief was open... and father and son, blended in a strong hug... share their pain and cry together for Sam's death.

God!!! I start this like a oneshot... and look at my now...just one more chapter to go...I hope that this one dont make you get bore... I know that maybe the scene in the bedroom , seems long and insane crazy... but believe me... the pain is like a steam bomb... and if you dont release it...well!!!...

Please , tell me what you think...' till tomorrow final chapter...thanks a lot for the reading.