So Thursday night's episode was really good, and I found myself admiring Dean when he stayed with Sammy, though I didn't know if it was the stupidest thing he had ever done, or the best thing he had ever done when he locked himself in with Sam.

And hello, major chick flick last night! Very much appreciated by this writer, I'm glad that Dean finally showed emotion and got what he was feeling off his chest. And Sammy… Nicely done with the whole, if you don't answer me, I'm just going to keep bugging you until you do.

All in all I loved the episode…

But it seems that this site doesn't like me… Every time I try to update it won't let me! I tried to put this chapter up Friday night, and it wouldn't let me… -growls…-

Anyway major thanks again for the reviews this story is getting, they have made me very happy indeed… Muse is happy too!


Dean had been pacing the hospital lobby for the past three hours, waiting for any information on Sam. His stress levels had been raised to high, and he had snapped at anyone who had tried to talk to him since Sam had gone into surgery, including a little kid, who couldn't have been more than six, who had just kept bugging and bugging, until finally Dean had snapped and made the poor little boy cry.

The mother of the little boy didn't seem all that angry about what Dean had said, probably understanding that the little boy had been asking for it, but she hadn't let the little boy over to see Dean since then, and Dean didn't know if he was happy or sad about that.

The kid had reminded him so much of Sam when he was younger, and at first he had been okay with the little bugger being near him. But then he had just started nit picking, and he asked so many questions, that Dean wouldn't have been able to hold his temper, even if he had wanted to.

Dean continued to pace, ignoring the stares and the concern of the staff members, all his attention focused on Sammy. His stubborn little brother had better be fighting, cause right now Dean couldn't handle losing the last remaining member of his family.

He couldn't understand why everything bad had always happened to Sam, even when they were younger, Sam was always the one either ending up in the hospital, or unconscious on bed rest when a hunt had gone wrong. Dean had always been the one left worrying in the waiting room, or sitting by Sam's bed, and praying that his little brother would be alright.

Dean was pulled from his musings, when the weight of a hand settled on his shoulder, and he looked up to find himself facing one of the surgeons that had come to take Sam away for surgery. Dean was immediately at attention, focusing solely on the man that stood before him, needing to find out about Sam.

"Dean Dansforth?" The man asked, and when Dean nodded, he continued. "Your brother is doing good considering the amount of blood he lost, and the fact that we had to remove his spleen. We are keeping him in ICU for a few days, just to make sure that we can really keep an eye on his recovery, and then he will be moved to CMR for a few days if there are no unexpected complications."

"So Sammy's gonna be okay?" Dean asked, barely willing to let his hope rise.

"Well right now his body is really weak, and his blood pressure is a little on the low side, so he won't be up to doing a lot for a little while. Also with the removal of his spleen, Sam will be more prone to infections and fevers than he was before, and you really need to keep an eye on that. If he develops a fever you need to tell one of the nurses right away. For the next few weeks he will also be in a lot of pain, but I will give you a prescription that will help with that." When Dean once again nodded, the man gave him a tentative smile. "But yes, Sam should be fine, if he is allowed time to heal properly. He is young and healthy, and those facts alone, gave him the strength he needed to make it through surgery, and the fact that you are here to support him, should help him through his recovery."

Dean breathed a sigh of relief, knowing that Sam would be okay. Albeit, he would be prone to infections; just one more thing Dean needed to worry about; but the younger Winchester would be okay. "Can I see him?" Dean asked, his voice hopeful.

"He is being moved to a room right now, and once he is settled, you can see him." Dean smiled, and nodded. "If you want I can show to the room he will be in, and you can wait in the room for him."

"Yeah, sounds good." Dean's answer was automatic, his mind distracted by just the fact that Sammy would be okay. His relief was palpable, as he followed the surgeon to his brother's room.

"Okay, if you have any questions, my name is Doctor Riley Sumner, just ask one of the nurses at the nurses station to page me, and I will get back to you as soon as I can." Dean nodded in understanding, and walked into the room, after saying goodbye, and telling the man thanks for saving his little brother's life.

He had only been in the room for a couple minutes, when Sam was wheeled in, and he moved to stand outside the door, while Sam was being settled. When the nurses left he walked back in and took a good look at his brother.

Sam was pale, but he had gained a little bit of color since being at the hospital, and for that Dean was glad. There was a nasal canula positioned under his nose, to help him get oxygen, and a piggy backed IV was in his left hand. One line fed him blood, and the other line kept him hydrated, fed him antibiotics to ward off infection, and kept him medicated for pain.

Dean pulled a chair up next to his brother's bed and sat down, taking his brother's hand in his own. The warmth in Sam's hand made him feel a little better, and he unknowingly started rubbing soothing circles with his thumb on the back of Sam's hand. He just needed to know that Sam was really here, that he would be alright, granted it was going to take a little while for him to be completely alright, but at least he was going to be in the end.

Dean was so wrapped up in his thoughts that he didn't notice the woman standing at the door until she knocked. Dean looked up to find himself looking at Aleshia Davenport. He nodded at her to come in the room, and she walked over to stand on the other side of Sam, just looking at him for a few minutes.

"He saved my life," she whispered. Dean's head shot up at the unexpected proclamation. "He could have just left, but he saved me." The woman looked lost as she spoke, and Dean found himself wondering what he should do.

"Yeah well, Sammy's always doing things like that. Figures he's made out of steel or something." She laughed at his description, but it turned into more of a sob. "He's gonna be okay, the doctor said that without any complications, he would be okay; and Sammy is one stubborn bastard, so I have no doubt he will be okay." Dean didn't know if he was trying to convince Aleshia, or himself; as he found himself doubting his own words.

"I just wanted to thank him for what he did, and give him this," she held out her hand to him, and when he reached out she dropped something into it. "It's supposed to protect the wearer," she said and walked towards the door, when she reached the doorway she turned around, and whispered, "tell him I said thank you."

Dean nodded and looked at the necklace in his hand. The pendant was the Celtic symbol for protection, made from sterling silver, and when he turned it over, he found script on the sides. The words, "contego," "patrocinor," and "defendo," were engraved in the metal.

Dean laughed as he looked at the necklace, Aleshia didn't know just how much this little pendant would help Sam. It was a rare necklace, the combination of Celtic symbols and Latin protection words would create a strong shield around the wearer, not letting anything, but the strongest evils break through. With Sam's luck, the pendant would be put into good use often.

Dean sighed and looked back to Sam, the only thing that would make this moment better would be for Sam to wake up…


TBC

A/N: I hope you guys liked this chapter, and I hope it seemed real… Take care and thanks for the reviews.

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