Bye Sammy

Dean's breath drew short as his eyes snapped open, his body jumping as he gasped for air while sitting up. His stomach chursning to the point he couldn't even bare to stand afraid of throwing up. He was lying beside the Impala in the street, a few people are around him helping him stay on his knees. One of the many people had Sam in their arms trying to keep him warm. There was a far off whir as an ambulance started to apporach someone must have called them.

The lady who was holding on to Dean was speaking but Dean's couldn't make out her words, he was too...too...he was sure what he was too much of but it wasn't good. He wasn't sick or weak...but...he felt...like he was black all on the inside, that his body was hollow and there was nothing but black everywhere. His hand gripped around the lady's, he shook...he shook so bad he couldn't even see his fingers pausing.

"S..." He tried to speak, his voice was locked. "Sa..." He tried again gritting his teeth. His eyes clenching as he turned his head to the sky. "S-sa...m..mmm..y..." The words were too much...they used too much strength...Dean couldn't keep his head up anymore. Resting it down gently he watched as the paramedics rushed down to his side.

He felt strapped down, he felt his body stiffen as he was lifted into the ambulance, his arms fighting the paramedics. "S...sa...sam-m-m...m-m...y..." Dean barely mumbled. They couldn't undersatnd him, they couldn't understand anything he was saying, no one could...but Sam could.

"Daddy Dean!!" Sam screamed, it was the only voice Dean could hear. His eye flickered to where Sam was squirming in the arms of...Katherine.

"Sam!!" Shoving the paramedics aside he scrambled after Katherine, his body falling on to the pavement with a hard crack. He reached out to Katherine in the back of the crowd, he tried so hard. He watched as Katherine smirked at him, her body starting to retreat. "Give me...back...my son..."

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How could this happen to him? How could Dean run so short on time? The deadline was drawing near, there was but a month left and Dean was still locked in the hospital closed up in palative care...he was dying...and he wasn't going to be torn apart by any hell hounds...no...he was sick...lucky him to be blessed with lung cancer given a month to live by the doctors...this time they would be dead on right. He didn't want radiation or kemo...there was no way to stop him from dying.

"Bobby..." Dean groaned as he looked to the elder hunter, Bobby was sitting at Dean side he was looking over adoption papers. Bobby lifted his eyes to Dean. "...why cancer?"

The elder hunter just stared at Dean, he didn't know how to tell Dean. How to make it seem understandable but- setting the papers down Bobby cleared his throat. "Probably to torture Sam." Bobby muttered. "To torture the people are you, to make you suffer. Usually hell hounds come to claim the souls of the crossroad demons but...I guess you just happen to be a little more special to them."

Dean blinked slowly and turned his eyes away. "Have you found Sam yet?"

Bobby shook his head as he grabbed the papers. "You're not going to like it."

"Tell me anyways."

Bobby sighed as he flipped open the paper. "Cassie and Jordan Langer...are Sam's new parent's now. Says here that Sam was found at the scene of an accident, your accident, and because you were in such critcal condition Katherine Salzer took Sam to live with a family until his family was better." Dropping the pages Bobby sighed. "Doctor's said you weren't going to live...adoption agency is leaving Sam where he is. They can't hand custody over to anyone else."

"They won't even let me see him? I have cancer...I'm not contagious."

"Adoptaion agency said that the sooner Sam forgets you the better."

Dean hand slammed firmly on the table beside him as he looked to Bobby. "I don't give a damn! No family is taking Sam! He's my family! I can take care of him!!"

"Dean calm down."

"I am calm!!" Dean snapped as he turned his gaze away and stared out the window. "...Bobby...I'm not going to die in this place...I'm leaving the hospital...and I'm spending my days at home...with my brother."


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