Dean paced the small waiting room, francitally. Waiting, not so pacentally, for the fucking redneck doctor to come back into the room to tell him how the fuck his lover was.
His silten rantings were answered as docor imerged in to the waiting room.
"Doc, tell me! Why the fuck did it take so long?" Dean said anger, frustration, and guilt flooding his words.
"I'm sorry, you had to wait so long but..." The Doctor started but was cut off.
"NO! No IF'S, AND'S, OR BUT'S ABOUT IT!" Dean yelled.
"You're brother flat lined on use three times, Mr. Lock. His to weak right now so we tyed all his organs off and stetch him clossed. If he makes it through the next forty-eight hours we'll be able to go back in and finish." Doctor Black said, finishing his sentence.
"Can I go and see him?" Dean asked in whisper, with his head down.
"His not awake, and probablly won't for a long while. But if it's that important to you then yes." He answered.
\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\In The ICU/////////////////////////////
Sam lyed on the bed stretching. And Smiled as he saw Dean apporched the door. But his smile faded when he saw the look in his eyes.
"Oh god Sammy." Dean said aloud, as he approched the bed, tears streming down his face.
"Dean look I'm okay." Sam said with a smile. Then tryed to grab Dean's arm. His hand travelled right through him. "OH GOD! I'm DEAD!" Sam screamed.
"Sam shut up. You're not dead." A female voice came from the other side of the room.
"Who is that? Show yourself!" Sam demanded, as he attempted to get of the bed. The tile was cold against his cold feet.
"Sam come down. It's me, Cassie." She said as she came out of the shadow. Stopping Sam dead in his tracks.
"But you're dead!" He said pointing at her.
"Don't remind me. Looks like you might bite the dust soon, yourself." She said looking around him to look at his body and Dean. "I'd hate to see the pore bastered who did that to you, after Dean gets through with him."
"Huh, what... Oh ya, he's dead. Dean shot him like five times in the head." Sam said losing concentration almost instantly. His eyes were fixed on Dean, he could count the times he's seen Dean cry on one hand. It tor Sam appart to see Dean like that. He couldn't even tell Dean he was there, he couldn't confort him, that hurt worse then death.
"Sam I need you're help." Cassie said. "I need you to help me kill Thomas Hewitt."
\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\Two Weeks Ago///////////////////////////////////
Sam lyed there perfectly stil, as to not to wake Dean. Who at the moment was tangled around him. They had fallen asleep after what seemed like a moment in time, when evrything stopped, maybe even there own heart beats, as they melted into one beat.
Last night was the most amazing experience he had ever had, sexual or not, in his life. He had prayed to god that it would be like that every time.
"Hey Sammy." Dean said as he awoke to his brothers, incredably chesled torso.
"Hey." Sammy answered looking down at Dean with a smile. "That was amazing, you are amazing!" Ingulfing his brothers lips with such passion it made Dean harden instantly.
"What was that for?" Dean asked as Sam pulled away.
"Thats the only word I could us to explain how I felt." Sam exclaimed with smile that made Deans heart melt, 'I can't believe how fucking lucky I am to have you, Sammy.'
He thought to himself.
"You wanna take a shower? Together?" Sam asked like an innocent five year old.
Alright there it is. Thanx some much for the reviews from the last chapter, I felt pretty good after. And I no for sure were I want this story to go so ya. Keep reading, and plz keep reviewing!
