Legalities, as always Sam and Dean and all things Supernatural do not belong to me. They are the property of the CW and Kripke Enterprises. I wish they would share, but I don't think that is going to happen so I guess I will simply play in their sandbox for a bit.

Rating MA: For language and injured Dean and Sam throughout the storyline, they will also be M/M pairing although they are not brothers in this story. Pairings won't happen till later chapters, so be sure to review the warnings before reading.

If you don't like this type of thing, then don't read this story I am sure there are ones that would be more pleasing to you.

Author's Note: This story will follow Sam and Dean as they try to escape from the Alaskan wilderness. I don't have any idea what a pilot would really do in this type of situation, so bear with me. I am also not an engineer so that means I am totally taking license with Dean's job as well.

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Chapter 8

(Decisions)

Sam looked at Dean and wondered if he went for it, where would they be in a year? He knew where he would be with Gabe, they had talked about it and they were in the same places in their lives. With the one exception of kids, Gabe didn't want children whereas Sam did. Other than that, the worst things that they fought over were the settings on the DVR and who got to pick the movie…oh and of course Sam's choice in job which kept gone a lot. Sam didn't know how often Dean was home, or how often he had his son…or hell, even how often he

He still needed to clear things up with Adam, and then of course there was Dean's ex-wife and she seemed like she could really bring the drama if given half a chance. Sam knew that these feelings that he was having for Dean were not normal, he shouldn't have this strong a connection with the guy after only a few days and that…meant something. What was this? Why now? Why not with Gabe? All these thoughts fluttered through his head as he looked into the most amazing green eyes that he had ever seen. Dean's lids dropped and then opened slowly as he stared at Sam, he was waiting for Sam to start this conversation and frankly, Sam was waiting for him to.

Dean inhaled softly and then smiled, "Sam, I know you have felt…something." He looked away for a moment and then brought his attention back to Sam. "I have too, I don't really understand it. I'm not gay and…I don't even know if you are." He stuttered to a halt and looked at Sam for an answer to that question.

Sam smiled at Dean and closed his eyes for a moment, "Dean." He said quietly, "I am gay…have been for fifteen years. Never mentioned it because it didn't seem important to the flight itinerary."

Dean snorted a laugh and then looked back in Sam's smiling face. "No…I guess it really wasn't on the manifest requirements was it?"

Sam shook his head and laughed a deep baritone of a laugh that sent shivers up Dean's spine. "Uh, I guess I'm not sure what it matters…if you're not gay…" Sam added quietly.

Dean swallowed a lump in his throat; he was going to admit something that he had never told anyone except the one person that had been involved. Castiel…in the sophomore year of college and himself had had a brief relationship. In fact the thing was so brief that it didn't last more than month and they had managed to agree that they were better friends than anything else. Dean had gone with the whole 'its college, everybody experiments in college' thing. When he started dating Lisa he had figured that the whole thing had been confusion on his part and maybe even a mistake. But as Dean looked into Sam's blue-green gaze he knew that it wasn't the gender of the person that was important, it was how they made you feel…and Sam…makes my toes tingle.

"I said I wasn't gay Sam and I meant it. But it doesn't mean that what I am feeling for you is any less profound." Sam furrowed his eyebrows at Dean in confusion, so Dean rushed forward with the explanation. "I was in one relationship before Lisa…and that… was with a guy." He stopped to gauge Sam's reaction to this revelation.

Sam tilted his head up and looked through a fringe of long bangs at Dean, a slow smile spreading across his face at that information. He might stand a shot with Dean after all. He thought as he felt the soft warmth flood through his body and deposit in a place that made him shift a little, repositioning certain interested anatomy parts, in the plastic chair he was currently occupying.

Sam smiled, his dimples deepening as he stared into Dean's emerald eyes, "Oh…okay then." Well that was really eloquent Samuel Campbell. He thought to himself in slight irritation. Here the man was telling him something that was obviously a 'confession' of sorts and all he could think of to say was 'oh okay.' God I am so lame sometimes.

Dean chuckled softly, "Sam, I am feeling something that I can't explain and that I want to explore…with you." He looked away for a moment, his face falling slightly. "But here's the thing, Lisa cheated on me with someone and it nearly…broke me. I'm not going to say that I don't have my own problems, but I am faithful and expect that from the people that I am with." He gulped and steadied himself mentally and looked Sam straight in the eyes as he finished his thought. "I won't break up a relationship Sam. I won't be the person that ruins lives. So this thing between us…can't go any further than this until you know what you really want." Dean held up his good hand as Sam started to interrupt him. "No Sam, don't answer right now. Please just think about what you'd be giving up and what you want from me…and from him."

Sam stared at Dean in utter confusion, he knew what Dean was saying make complete sense, but he didn't want to wait until he talked with Gabe, because if he did…he might just lose his nerve. The idea of giving up all contact with Dean was almost painful and he knew that wasn't an option, but he did have to agree that he needed to clear the air with Gabriel before he made decision that was going to affect the rest of all their lives.

"Dean, I agree. I need to talk with Gabe, and I need to have a clear picture of what I want from you too…but can I just try something first?"

At Dean's nod, Sam slowly shuffled to his feet, leaning heavily on the bed as settled his weight near Dean's hip. He placed his right hand on the opposite side of the bed leaning in over Dean. Sam watched as Dean inhaled sharply at the close proximity of their bodies and his eyes flitted to Sam's in slight alarm. Sam smiled to calm the injured man and leaned forward slowly, "I just need to try something Dean." He whispered as his lip dropped toward Dean's own plump ones.

Dean was surprised to find that Sam really did smell like spearmint, just as he had in the dream, but as their lips met Dean's mind went blank. Sam's lips were soft and the moved in perfect unison with Dean's. It was soft and sensual and it radiated a heat that Dean was desperate to know on a deeper level. He ran his tongue lightly over Sam's lips, asking silent permission and was overjoyed when they parted easily allowing him to dip inside Sam's mouth. Their tongues were instantly sliding along one another as they tried to determine dominance and submissive positions. Dean moaned into Sam's mouth and Sam felt his interested member become more than slightly interested as he kissed this man. The lust that was pulsing through his body was new to him and he wondered why he hadn't felt this before. Sam had lust for Gabe, when they got together, but it was more reserved and easier to deal with. This… that he was feeling was like a wild fire, he had no hope of controlling it past a certain point.

Sam pulled away slowly, his eyes remaining closed, his body responding in ways that he couldn't currently satisfy. Not with his own injuries and certainly not with Deans. Dean's eyes were watching his for a reaction when he finally got enough control to open them. Sam smiled sheepishly at him in return, "Sorry, I just needed to know what that felt like."

Dean nodded and looked at Sam's slightly swollen lips and then back into his eyes, "Honestly…I was kinda wondering myself." He stated simply.

Sam sat bad, removing himself from the proximity he had with Dean, he knew if he stayed there he was going to lean in for another kiss.

Dean stared at him, his own mind racing at the kiss and what it meant…if it meant anything at all in the long run. He hoped so…because that was the hottest kiss he had ever had, he had felt the response even around all the morphine and the other drugs they were currently pumping through his system. Something about the way his and Sam's bodies responded to one another, it was like destined…like the way he imagined a soul-mate would recognize its counterpart when they finally met. Dean leaned further into the pillows, no longer trying to hold himself up as he watched Sam sink into the plastic chair causing it to creak as he settled his lanky frame and again lifted his bad leg and rested it, except this time he put it on the bed next to Dean's hip. Dean reached out with his good hand and laid it gently on Sam's ankle kneading the skin softly.

He saw Sam close his eyes momentarily accepting the contact instantly. Dean snickered at the action, "Sam just let me know when you know." His laugh died as he said the last part quietly. Sam's eye's shot open and he looked at Dean, really looked at the man and although he was sure that Dean was indeed the most amazing person that he had ever seen in real life and up close…he was also seeing something else that turned him on in ways that he knew were special. Dean was the kindest most caring person that Sam had ever known, he was more concerned about Sam's well-being and the emotional ties he had with someone Dean didn't even know than he was about his own wants and desire. The good news was that he obviously wanted Sam just as much as Sam wanted him…so while that complicated things with Gabriel, it made things so much simpler with Dean.

Something else caught Sam's eye and he leaned in slightly to see if he was seeing things, or if it was really there. There in Dean's face was the blotches that were reminiscent of fever, Sam leaned over and placed had hand on Dean's cheek. He was gratified to find that Dean leaned into the contact, but he was concerned by the heat he felt beginning to radiate from Dean's flesh.

"Dean, you are really hot man, are you feeling okay?" Sam watched as a goofy grin fell into place on Dean's face.

"Thanks, you're not so bad yourself." He said, his words beginning to slur slightly as the medication that was being pumped in periodically started to take effect.

Sam knew that he was losing the lucid parts of Dean's responses and that there was a very good chance that Dean was also developing the fever that the doctors had warned against. They hadn't been sure whether or not it would affect Dean after a few days, but it looked that their luck was not holding out. Sam watched as Dean's eye's slipped shut and he dropped his fingers from Sam's ankle letting it flop bonelessly onto the bed next to him.

Sam's eyes narrowed in concern as he stared at the response of Dean to the medication and the rising flush of his skin. Sam leaned forward slowly, dropping his leg carefully to the floor allowing him to get closer to the man. He laid his head on the bed next to Dean's hip and closed his eyes, breathing in the other man's intoxicating scent as he fell into sleep.

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Sam was awakened by the sounds of alarms going off; he was pulled unceremoniously from his position on the bed by a large burly nurse trying to get to Dean's side. The room was buzzing with emergency staff and Sam sat back in confusion as his sleep blurred head tried to piece together what had happened. He saw to his horror that Dean was seizing, his body was restrained by several nurses at this moment, his eyes rolled back in his head, only the whites showing. Sam's heart slammed into his throat at the sight: Sam's fear ramping up exponentially as he tried to get out of the way without being removed from the room completely. He was scared, in fact Sam couldn't remember ever having been this scared in his life, not even when Gabe had been diagnosed with Appendicitis and then had been rushed into emergency surgery because it had burst.

Watching Dean being held down by three large men and the blood that appeared from his ripped sutures was just about the most horrendous thing that Sam had ever witnessed. He was scared, hell he was beyond scared he was terrified and he was alone.

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Gabriel was sitting in the hotel room, it was the worst one that he had ever stayed in, the damn place was like a Motel 6. He was watching one of 5 channels that the old school bubble screen television got…there was nothing on tv. He was saved from awful daytime tv when a knock sounded on his door, he grabbed the remote and clicked the crappy thing off. Gabriel grabbed his beer as he went to open the door, expecting the pizza that he had ordered like 20 minute prior. He was surprised to find Cas standing there with a six pack and a DVD.

"Hey.' Gabe said in confusion.

Cas smiled, "Look, I am so worried I can concentrate on anything. So I thought maybe you were just as worried and that we could just watch a movie or something to take our minds off the waiting?" he managed to say the whole thing without stuttering or looking too awkward. A trait that Gabriel found kinda interesting.

"Yeah, sure…I ordered a pizza if you want to share?"

Castiel looked at him and tilted his head to the side, "What type of pizza?"

Gabriel chuckled, "Does it matter?"

Cas thought about that for a moment, "No, not really…I just hate anchovies."

Gabe snickered, "Well then it's a good thing I didn't order any, cuz I hate them too. What movie did you get?"

Cas looked at the movie and shrugged, "I do not know, the one out of the Red Box out front, it was first on the list."

Gabriel shook his head in dismay, "Okay…"

Cas just shrugged and slipped past Gabe, handling the man the beer on the way in.

They had eaten most of the pizza and drank all of the beer when the call came in that their clearances had finally come through. Gabe had jumped off the bed faster than anything as he grabbed his jacket and ushered Cas off to his own room to grab his stud as well. They had called for a taxi since neither one of them was in a condition to be driving and yet neither one of them wanted to wait to see their friends and boyfriend until the next morning when they would have been sober enough to drive themselves.

They waited in the car at the gate as their credentials were checked for validity and then they were given driving directions to the medical facility. Both men were silent for the majority of the drive. Gabriel had been surprised as they sat watching the film by the amount of things that he and Castiel had had in common. They were both very professional in their careers and they were both well-educated with a strong career path before them. Gabe had been surprised by the ease with which he had slipped into conversation with the other man and a little further surprised by his reaction to the proximity of that same man.

He was deeply in love with Sam, but there was something that was so very interesting about Cas that he wondered if that meant something. He knew that Cas felt it too, because he kept throwing glances in Gabe's direction and checking to see if he was interested in what they were talking about. Neither man had paid much attention to the movie that Cas had brought. Now they were headed to see their resepective people and Gabe wondered what all this meant. He wanted to maybe hang out with Cas some more just to see if they could develop into friends. While he would never leave Sam, he might consider having a little something something on the side, if the opportunity presented itself and if the man was just right.

They pulled up in front of a large set of white doors and were asked to exit the vehicle and follow a very stern looking man in a uniform; he had introduced himself as Lt. Parker.

Castiel looked around himself as they walked down the hall; he kept steeling small looks at Gabe as they did. As much as this man made him crazy, he really liked him…there was something that made them 'click' and Cas wondered if they might get a chance to at least be friends…after all he was dating Sam and had been for a long time.

The uniformed Lt. led them into a doctor's office and asked them to sit down and wait for the man to come and explain the situation before they would be allowed to see anyone. The doctor entered moments late, "Hello gentlemen, my name is Major White and I have been overseeing the progress of your friends." He reached out and shook hands with each man. "So the situation has shifted somewhat in the last three hours." Both men flashed their eyes up and caught with the Majors.

"What do mean?" Gabe asked.

"Well, Dean Winchester had developed a fairly sever infection, we are working to control it, but he has already had two seizures and the core body temperature is at critical levels."

Castiel sucked in a breath as he listened to the news; he was concerned for his friend and his business partner. He knew that if they didn't get this under control then they could lose Dean all together. That was kinda something that he was unwilling to consider, there was still some residual feelings there where he was concerned and he wasn't ready to just write off the possibility of a second chance there…not yet.

Gabe chimed in with concern of his own, "How is Sam?" he was almost afraid to hear the answer…but damn-it he needed to know what was going on with the man he loved.

The doctor smiled a little, "Well, actually Sam is doing remarkably well. He had emergency surgery for his broken kneecap, and will have to be brought in for the remaining surgery to repair the tear in the Menial Meniscus disc in the knee. There will also be some physical therapy, but other than that he is progressing without complications. I wish I could say that for them both." He finished quietly.

They both nodded and stood to follow the doctor out to the assigned rooms, Cas going one way and Gabe going another. Gabriel cast a quick look over his shoulder and was rewarded with Castiel doing the same thing. They each smiled slightly at one another and rounded the corners.

TBC…

Author's Note: Got any suggestions that you want to see play out? Shoot me a review or a PM and I'll see what I can do. Honestly I am really enjoying this fic and am thrilled to see where the next chapter goes, because the boys are all meeting and Lisa is showing up…and it's gonna be Heaven and Hell all in the same hospital. Yeah!

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