AN: Dean: Hey guys and gals! How is it going? Good? Awesome! I bet you're wondering where Pancake is? Well she hasn't been sleeping well the last few nights. We think she may have insomnia. So Sammy and Cas are watching movies with here to see if she'll fall asleep. I really hope so. She had a pretty bad headache earlier but couldn't sleep it off like she normally she does. So yeah. She also wants to apologize for the slight delay. Her friends took her out yesterday all day to get away from her mom for a day. Which is great! Pancake needed that break and it was nice to see her actually smiling, and not see those tiny little smiles. Oh yes! I, Dean Winchester would to thank some of you for following her on her Facebook. She made it so you guys can keep in touch daily and such. It made her smile that some of you followed. So thank you guys! Anyways! When we last left off SAMMY! First his pulse is low and now the alarm is blaring! HANG ON SAMMY!
Snarry-Dean: Eep! *hides behind the couch* I I sowwy! I promise to save Sammy!
Castiella-Dean: I know right! Pancake you psycho! And what's a Jareth? Pancake?! What's a Jareth? *Pancake in the background* I tell you later. And Cassie let's play "Where's Jareth?"
Dean: Enjoy!
Dean: All mistakes are Pancakes and she doesn't care at the moment.
Plot twist!
"SAMMY!" Dean shouted.
The alarm blared as it told Dean that Sam was in trouble. Dean had to do something but he didn't know what! Or what was causing his brother's heart and pulse to suddenly spike! Suddenly reality smacked him in the face.
Sammy was having a nightmare!
Dean gathered his little brother in his arms and began rocking slowly. He rubbed his brothers back and began to whisper in his ear.
"Shh. Sammy. It's alright. It's alright. I'm here. Big brother's right here. Everything's alright little brother. I'm here. Shhh." Dean whispered.
The monitor told Dean that Sam was beginning to calm down and he kept up his soft assurances until the monitor quieted down. Dean's eyes widened a little. Not only had Sammy calmed down. But his pulse was lower. Sammy was still fading. Not wanting to let go yet, Dean tightened his hold and kept rocking.
"I'm sorry Sammy. I'm so sorry. Please hold on. Don't leave me." Dean begged softly.
Outside the bedroom, Bobby heard the soft plead and sniffed. He couldn't bear it if they lost Sam.
He trekked to his study and brought his whiskey. He wanted a drink, poured one, and took a sip.
"Sam. Boy don't you give up." Bobby whispered. "When I find that trickster, I'm kicking his ass from here to the freaking moon."
Bobby finished his drink and poured another. Normally he'd drink himself until down became up but with Sam in his state and Dean being lost, he'd only have a few. He finished that drink and set about trying find a way to get Sam to wake up and soon. Before he lost both of his boys.
Meanwhile in Sam's dream
Sam laid on the ground on his stomach with his arms and hands pinned underneath him. His breathing began to get shallow and his vision blackened.
He had be beaten and tormented by his brother, mother, father, and even Jess.
He closed his eyes and prayed that Death would come quickly.
"Dying? Good! I hope you rot in Hell you piece of shit!" Dean shouted.
"Worthless. I should've aborted you." His mother said.
"Hmph. I should've given you to the demon, you killed everyone. Dean will be next. You pathetic, worthless, arogant, son of a bitch." His father spat.
"You should've died in that fire that night. Not me. You ruined my life. You murdered me. Now I can watch you bleed." Jess sneered.
"Die already. I hate you so much, I should've killed years ago." Dean spat.
Sam began to cry.
'They're right. I deserve death. I killed everyone. I myself am a sin. Hell is what I deserve.' Sammy thought as he let his tears fall.
Suddenly Sam heard something. It was his brothers voice! But his brother was here. He was waiting for him to die.
Shh. Sammy. It's alright. It's alright. I'm here. Big brother's right here. Everything's alright little brother. I'm here. Shhh.
'But he wants me to die? Why is he comforting me?' Sam asked himself.
I'm sorry Sammy. I'm so sorry. Please hold on. Don't leave me.
Sam closed his eyes and felt the warmth of his real brother and it gave him strength. He stood up and glared at the posers and sent them away.
"Dean. I'm here. I'm alright. I won't give up I promise." Sam said.
Sam looked down his path and continued forward. He was going to get home. He was going to his brother again.
End of Sam's dream
That night Dean slept in Sam's bed with him. Today had scared the hell out of him and he wanted to be close.
He climbed in and snuggled Sam in close. Even though he was deeply unconsious, Sam snuggled into his brother and sighed contently.
Dean smiled and carded a hand through the long hair. He then kissed Sam's forehead. Something he hadn't done in so long.
"Good night Sammy. I'm right here." Dean said.
Outside the house
A pair of yellow eyes watched the two brothers.
"Tsk tsk. Dean will never learn and Sam will die. Oh well. I guess I can use one of my other pawns."
He laughed a bit and dsappeared. He reached his little hide out and stepped inside. He went to the underground part of it and looked at the trapped Gabriel.
"Poor little angel. Your dear Sam will die."
"No he won't! I only put him sleep, your the one that put that fading spell on him." Gabriel snapped.
"I did. Whether Dean learns his lesson or not. Sam will die. But maybe I can make use of him dead."
"When I get out of this-"
"You'll what?"
Gabriel growled. He didn't know what to do. He was trapped!
'No! I will find away! Sam is mine to watch over! I will protect him!' Gabriel thought. 'Hold on Sam! Just hold on.'
Dean: Holy snap! Plot twist! I didn't see that coming! Did you?! And no! Gabe help! Sam hold on please! Don't go towards the light! Lol! Pancake says sorry if this sucks, but with the lack of sleep and focus she's trying her best. So play nice? Please? Don't make me get Sammy in here and have him give you the lethal puppy eyes of death.
Until Next Time! Dean: *throws confetti* She's finally asleep! Whoo!