AN: Here's the last chapter! Okay, so this story decided to take a little more hurt Sam approach towards the end. And then, shortly after the whole Always Keep Fighting campaign started and it just seemed so fitting. Anyways, enjoy!

Dean and Sam walk through the park, keeping their eyes peeled for the Emotion Eater. I still think that's the least creative name ever, Dean thinks to himself as he shakes his head. They had been searching for hours with no results and Dean was hoping Bobby would call soon with something on how to kill the thing. Dean sighs and glances around, seeing only picnic tables on one side and a large expanse of flowers and grass on the opposite side.

"You see him at all Sam?" Dean asks before looking over at his younger brother. Sam has a grin on his face and his eyes wide with glee as he's looking at the wildflowers. Dean furrows his eyebrows. "Sam?"

"Look Dean. Flowers," Sam points out happily with his eyes sparkling. Dean's eyebrows rise into his hairline.

"Uh… yeah…" he says slowly. He glances at the flowers and then looks back at the large, grinning brother standing next to him.

"I'm gonna go run," Sam says excitedly before taking off and skipping through the flowers.

"Yeah… you go Dorothy. You frolic in those flowers," Dean says after getting his thoughts back. He knew this wasn't good but he couldn't help the smirk appearing on his face. Dean pulls out his phone and begins recording his brother skipping through the grass and flowers. An incoming call pops up on Dean's screen and he quickly ends the video before answering the call.

"Hey, Bobby," Dean says as he continues to watch his brother as well as keep a look out for the creature.

"Dean, I haven't found anything else. How's Sam doing?" Bobby says over the phone line. Dean sighs inwardly but he wasn't holding his breath on Bobby finding anything else.

"Right now he's skipping through wild flowers,' Dean says with a snort. He can almost hear the confusion in the silence following on the other end of the call.

"I'm going to assume you took blackmail photos," Bobby responds after a few moments.

"Video," Dean corrects with a smirk as he glances around. His eyes land on a man across the way watching Sam and Dean's smile fades. "Bobby, he's here. I gotta go."

Before Bobby can say anything, Dean hangs up his phone and puts it back in his pocket. Dean swiftly makes his way towards the guy who's staring at Sam with a hungry look. The man smirks and Dean's eyes widen as a haze floats towards the Emotion Eater. Dean looks over at Sam and sees him halt in his frolicking and frown. This was no longer funny and now Dean had to find a way to gank the son of a bitch in front of all these people without getting carted off in cuffs. Dean's heartbeat rises when he follows a haze from Sam over to the man. The Eater yawns and sucks the haze in, closing his eyes and reveling in it. Dean scowls and glares at the human-looking creature.

Dean looks around and sees a few people nearby. If he can get rid of them then he can do what he needs to do. An idea comes to him, and with one last look at Sam, who is quickly coming down from his happy high, Dean walks over to the family having a picnic. They look up as Dean approaches and Dean flashes his FBI badge. The mother and father furrow their eyebrows in concern.

"I'm sorry, but I'm going to need you guys to leave for your own safety," Dean says with urgency in his tone. The mother's eyes widen and the father nods his head. He quickly gathers his two daughter and ushers them and his wife away. Dean looks over at Sam and sees him sitting in the grass with a frown and a far away look on his face. Dean's heart skips a beat and he quickly moves over to the couple taking a stroll.

"I'm sorry, but I'm going to have to ask you two to leave for your safety," Dean says hastily as he flashes his fake badge again. They nods and run off. Dean puts his badge away, turning to move towards the Emotion Eater. He sneaks up to it and crouches down behind a tree. He glances around the tree over at his brother and his breath catches in his throat. Sam's looking down at his hands where he's holding his gun.

Dean forces a swallow and tears his eyes away from his brother. He looks in front of him at the Eater and narrows his eyes at him. He stands up and runs at him, lunging and tackling him to the ground. As they land, Dean pulls out a silver knife and stabs the creature in the stomach a few times.

Dean breathes heavily as he glares down at the dead body below him. His eyes widen, though, as a giant haze seeps off the Eater. Dean shoves himself to his feet and takes a few steps back. His eyes immediately jerk over to Sam and his heart stops. Sam has raised the gun and is now staring down the barrel of it.

"Sammy!" Dean shouts before replacing the knife and running towards his brother. Sam's eyes slowly roam up and over at Dean and Dean notices the sad emptiness in them. Come on Sammy. Put the gun down. As Dean reaches his younger brother, the haze funnels back into Sam causing him to jerk. Dean slides to a stop and falls to his knees. Sam blinks and looks down at the gun in his hands and his eyes widen. Dean yanks the gun out of Sam's hands and puts the safety on before setting it on the ground. Sam's eyes shift up to Dean and Dean meets his gaze before desperately pulling Sam into a hug. Dean clings onto Sam tightly and Sam returns the hug wrapping his arms around his big brother.

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Dean looks up from the bag he's packing when Sam walks into the room with two cups of coffee. They stayed long enough to pack their things, grab coffee, and let Bobby know they were okay. Now they were leaving; neither of them wanted to stay in this town any longer.

"Hey," Dean says in greeting and turns to study his brother.

"Hey. You ready?" Sam asks as he sets the coffee on the table. Dean's eyes follow his every move.

"Yeah. How you feeling?" Dean asks as he keeps his eyes trained on Sam. Sam turns and looks at him and shrugs his shoulders.

"Fine. I mean, I don't feel like blowing my brains out anymore so.." Sam responds and notices Dean's flinch at his harsh words.

"Good," Dean says with a nod of his head and trying to cover up the flinch. "Keep it that way."

Dean turns back around and zips up his bag. He swings it over his shoulder and grabs his coffee. Sam swings his own bag over his shoulder as well and picks up the remaining coffee. As Dean heads towards the door, Sam speaks up.

"Uh… hey Dean?" Sam asks and causes Dean to stop and turn back towards him with raised eyebrows. "Any chance I can get my gun back?"

"No way in hell," Dean replies, then, smirks. "Why don't you go frolic in the flowers again?"

"I couldn't control myself Dean," Sam complains with a scowl on his face.

"Sounds like a personal problem Sammy," Dean responds as his smirk grows.

"I was a spell Dean," Sam says with annoyance and scrunching up his face.

"I don't know. You looked like you were enjoying it Samantha. Maybe I should look at the video," Dean says with a wide grin. Sam's eyes widen and Dean snorts before opening the room door.

"You took a video?!" Sam shouts in embarrassment. Dean chuckles and walks out the door. Sam shouts after him aggravation before rushing after him. "Dean!"

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