Hey everybody! Sorry for taking so long to post anything on any of my stories. I was transitioning into college for pretty much all of last month. Tons of fun shopping, and reading some crappy book, and lots of other fun things kept me way to busy. Also I was watching an ER rerun earlier so sorry for stealing the hospital name. I'm going to shut up now and give you the next way overdue chapter. Toodles!
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Previously: The paramedic sighed and gave Sam a forlorn look, as he answered, "Sorry kid, I don't know."
Dean still wasn't breathing when they loaded him into the ambulance, but he was alive. That was all Sam cared about. He could deal with the rest as long as Dean was alive.
The back doors of the ambulance slammed shut, and one of the paramedics approached Sam. He nervously eyed the patient's brother. He wasn't sure if the kid in the back was going to make it to the hospital and he really didn't want his brother to watch that. No matter what happened, it wasn't going to be pretty. He stared Sam right in the eyes and said, "Listen kid, your brother's not looking to good. We're going to take him to County General all right? That hospital is less than five minutes away. Just stay on Main Street and follow it about two miles out of town all right?"
Sam appreciated the man's direct approach but he really needed to be with Dean right now. "Can't I ride with my brother? I won't get in the way," he replied.
"Sorry kid. They're going to need all the space they can get back there." With that the driver jumped into the ambulance and sped off into the night.
Sam was left standing covered in Dean's blood, next to the shattered remains of all that embodies his family.
