Risen
Chapter 3: Phrases and Phases
I'm walking a wire, feel likes a thousand ways I could fall
To want is to buy, but to live is to die and you can't take it all
When everything is said and done I won't have one thing left
What happened to everything that I ever known
- Ticket To Heaven, by 3 Doors Down
"Dean!" Sam shouted while running to the corner of the road where his brother's car had crashed. Nearby, following Sam was the Demon. Without Sam noticing the Demon sat on a nearby bench and watched. Once Sam got to Dean's Car he quickly smashed the all ready cracked window open and pulled Dean out of the beaten car. Almost immediately Sam rested him on the ground and checked for his pulse. It was Faint.
"Dean?" Sam whispered, while he wiped Dean's bloodied face with his sleeve, and pulled his brother onto his lap. "D-dean…" "Dean, please…wake up…" Sam said, wincing. "All right Dean…listen…you've got to get up…now." Sam said, shaking Dean's arm. "Dean? Dean…I know you can hear me!" Said Sam, shaking Dean a little harder than he wanted to.
"…Sammy? That y-you?"
"Yeah, hey we need to get you out of here…before the cops come…" said Sam.
"I'm not…s-so sure that's a…g-good idea Sam." Dean said, his voice sounding a bit cracked.
"What? But-"
"But n-nothing Sam." Dean said mustering all of the firmness he could put in his voice.
"Dean, your wanted…"said Sam.
"S-Sam…believe me I know that…" said Dean.
"Then why…I-I d-don't understand…" "Dean your not hurt enough to go to the hospital. Hell I could patch you up myself." Said Sam.
"…S-Sam…" Dean grunted, his eyes now getting teary.
"Dean? What is it?" asked Sam, nervously.
"S-Sam…I…I-I…" Dean said, both his voice and body shaking.
"Dean? What are you trying to say? Hey, if you can't tell me, then show me…o-or something." Said Sam.
For a couple seconds Dean sat there staring at Sam, with tears streaming down his face. Until he pulled Sam's forearm towards his shirt, waiting for Sam to unbutton it. Once Sam started unbuttoning his shirt Dean looked to his left side with even more tears pouring down his moist face. Within seconds he heard Sam gasp. Dean inhaled as he closed his eyes, wondering what Sam was going to do or even say about what he saw.
"D-Dean…I-I need to call an ambulance." Said Sam, shakily.
Dean shook his head.
"Dean no…I really need to call one!" "Your bleeding Dean! It's all over your abdomen, Chest, everywhere!" yelled Sam.
"…I know…" whispered Dean, and gave Sam a faint short smile.
"Then…W-why don't you…" Sam said, brows furrowing.
"Sam…..I-I I'm…"
"Dean… N-No…y-your not…" "Y-your not dieing Dean!" said Sam, on the verge of tears and his voice shaking.
"K-keep…telling y-your self…that S-Sammy…" Whispered Dean.
"D-Dean…please…you've got to stay here…with me…" "I need you Dean…Please." Sobbed Sam.
"No Sammy…" "You don't need me…Y-you need to get a life of your o-own Sam. This was mine. I've already d-done my part. I protected you like I promised… J-Just promise me you'll get yourself your own life…please Sam…Sammy?" Whispered Dean.
"I-I p-promise Dean. Just p-please stay with me a little longer…Dean…Please…" Sam said, still shedding tears.
"…Sorry Sam…… C-can't…" Dean whispered, starting to lose more blood.
"Dean! Please don't go…Dean……Please…" Sam said, setting Dean on the ground leaning over him and grasping his forearms. "Dean! Please! Please don't go!" Pleaded Sam, in tears. "No…" Sam whispered, seeing Dean go limp on the piece of the earth that they were on. "Dean…" Whispered Sam, as he collapsed onto his brother's broken and beaten lifeless body, sobbing.
In the background Sam could hear sirens going off in the distance…but he didn't care at all… because all he wanted was to hold onto and stay next to his brother. His older brother. The one who's taken care of him, helped him, and cared for him…the one who's always been there for him…and now the one who died for him…
"Dean…Why did you do it?" Sam said to Dean's body, not crying anymore, but grieving. "Why did you make the deal Dean?" "…Why?" Sam whispered.
"Sir? Sir?"
Sam looked up and found a red haired woman paramedic with gray eyes looking down at him with concern and with her hand on his shoulder.
"Sir, you need to get up now. We need to get him to a hospital." The woman said kindly with a smile that lit her features.
"B-But he's dead…" Sam said slowly and quietly.
"Oh…I'm sorry…well…um…we still need to get him to a hospital though…" Said the woman, understanding what had happened.
"No…" Sam said, quietly.
"Excuse me?" asked the paramedic.
"No." Sam said a little more firmly.
"Um, what's your name?" asked the paramedic now kneeling next to Sam.
"Sam." Replied Sam.
"…Sam…I realize that you um…have lost…uh-"
"My brother…" said Sam, quietly.
"Your bother… but we really need to take him to the hospital….and…just think of it this way…He's in a better place now…" the paramedic said calmly, and in a way that she hoped Sam would understand.
"No, I just want to be alone with him a little longer…" said Sam, starting to get a little irritated.
"I'm sorry Sam……but we need to get him to the hospital…." The paramedic said, motioning for the cops that were there to come and get Sam.
"Wha?" Sam said, only to be met with two pairs of hands on both sides griping him, and taking him off of Dean.
"No!" "Let go of me!" "Please I can't leave him!" screamed Sam, wrestling with the cops to let him go.
"I'm sorry sir, but they're getting him to a hospital right now…and we'll have to ask you some questions as well…" Said one of the Policemen.
"NO! Let me go with him!" cried Sam, watching as the paramedics loaded Dean's body into the ambulance.
"I'm sorry sir, but we can't let you do that." Said the other Police officer gripping his right arm.
"NO! DEAN!!!"
Soft voices lie, innocents die
Now ain't that a shame
And all your dreams, and all your money they don't mean a thing
When everything is said and done, you won't have one thing left
What happened to everything that I ever known
All they gave me was this ticket to heaven, that ticket to heaven, said to lie in the bed that
you make
Now I'm restless and I'm running from everything, I'm running from everything, I'm afraid it's
a little too late…