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Chapter 10

Sam felt the sharp pain hit and shoot all over his body as he flew over the car. The intense pain made his sight fill with black dots and he let out a gasp when he felt his body connect with the ground. He clenched his eyes shut and gritted his teeth. God, it hurts so much. These past few days have all been pain, pain, pain.

When his vision cleared a little, he tried to lift his head up to see who had hit him. And he saw... He saw the Impala. He was feeling so confused. It was like everything in his mind was all jumbled up. So he couldn't understand anything at the time.

He felt relief wash down on him as he saw his brother's car.

Dean's here now, He thought to himself, feeling relieved. Dean's here, he'll make everything better. He always made everything better, he'll help me through all my pain, he'll -

No... Dean's hates me, I'm a burden to him. He hates me... He doesn't want me anymore... He never did... That's why he hit me with his car.

He couldn't bring dad back, maybe he'll hate me even more when he finds that out.

Maybe I do know how to fix this... If I just let go..

Dean comes out of the car, staring at his phone. His weary, pained eyes stared at Dean. It's good, right? The last person he's ever going to see before he dies is his brother.


Dean and Bobby stared wide-eyed as they just hit someone.

"Shit!" Dean said furiously. They didn't have time for this. He had to find his little brother before he made the damn deal! He threw open the door, taking out his cellphone, planning to make an anonymous call to the hospital as he started walking towards the man. He was just about to dial 911 until he saw the man's face and he froze, stopped dead in his tracks.

His little brother's face stared at him, he saw his eyes glint with tears, and he felt his own eyes well up when he saw him try to smile at him, he managed to give a small shaky smile. "It's okay, De." He whispered softly.

"Sammy?" He asked shakily. No... he did not just hit his own brother. "SAMMY!" He dropped his phone and ran to his brother's side.

"Oh God.. Oh God.." He repeated again and again in horror as he ran his shaky hands down his clothes, inspecting his injuries. He heard a cry of pain from his brother.

"BOBBY!" He screamed.

A few seconds later, Bobby appeared beside him as he asked. "What is it, D - " His eyes caught Sam's face. "Oh God, kid?"

"Call 911.." He said shakily as he looked at Bobby with tear-filled eyes. He moved as he lifted his little brother's upper body and brought his face to his shoulder and started rocking back and forth.

Bobby called 911 as he turned away to tell them the details.

"Sammy, hey, stay awake for me, please." He said desperately to his little brother. He got no response. "Sammy?" He furrowed his eyebrows. He cupped his little brother's face and lifted it off his shoulder and he saw that his eyes had slipped closed. He swallowed down the lump in his throat. "Sammy?" He whispered as he patted his cheek. He still didn't wake up.

"Sammy, wake up.." He whispered. "Sammy, come on, please." He shook him a little. "Sammy?" He whispered again as he shook him a little harder. "No, no, no... don't do this... don't you dare do this... to me.." He shook him harder. "SAM!" He screamed.

He looked down at his still chest. "No, no, no, no." He repeated frantically, he grabbed his hand and put it to his own chest. "Sammy, please." He let a few tears pur down his face. He didn't care. He brought his body closer to his own and tightened his grip around him.

He heard sirens on the way. The ambulance came at a stop and a few people jumped out with a gurney. They took Sam away from Dean as they put him on the gurney and took him inside.

Dean stood up and followed them to the ambulance but then a few nurses stopped him.

"I'm sorry, sir, you can't go in." A male nurse said politely.

"What the hell do you mean I can't! He's my brother!" He yelled angrily at them, the female nurse startled from his outburst.

"I'm sorry, but we can't let you come."

Dean was just about to reach for his collar before Bobby grabbed him by the arm. "Dean, we'll follow them behind with the Impala, okay?" Bobby said.

He stared at Bobby before he sighed internally before nodding.

Dean stared at his little brother's head as the ambulance doors closed and drove off.

Bobby tugged at his arm and gestured with his head to the car. Dean walked off to sit on the passenger seat and stared ahead.

Bobby stared at him amusedly, trying to lighten their moods. "Really Dean? You want me to drive?" Bobby asked.

Dean nodded uncaringly as he fixed his eyes straight ahead.

Bobby climbed inside the driver's seat and rested a hand on his shoulder and squeezed it. "He'll be okay."

"We won't be." He whispered sadly.

Bobby sighed. "You will. You always did."

"I don't think he wanted to fight anymore.." He blurted out.

Bobby stared, slightly shocked.

"I mean, when I saw him... he looked... happy, like he didn't even care that he might..." He trailed off, not wanting to say the word. "He tried to smile and he said, 'it's okay.'. Like he didn't care that his own brother just ran him over by a freakin' car... He thought I did it on purpose..." He swallowed. "God, he thought I did it on purpose.."

Bobby stared at him sadly.

"I didn't mean to push him away like that." He whispered.

"I know you didn't." He squeezed his shoulder once again.

"And then, one minute he was breathing, the next he wasn't... like he didn't even try... he just... let go." His eyes filled. "Bobby, what if my last words to him we - "

"Don't say that, ya know he'll make it. That kid's strong."

"Only for me, now he probably thinks he doesn't have anyone to fight for. Goddamnit! This is all my fault!"

"You had a part in it, sure, but I shouldn't have let him walk out of that door in the first place."

"It's my fault! I was the one who pushed him away, said words that I shouldn't have!"

"It's both our faults, and that's that. Now what's done is done, all we need to worry about is to make it up to him by being there for the kid. And you need to apologise to him for all the crap you said to him."

Dean nodded. "Okay." He said, he was still guilty, this conversation barely made him feel better, especially with another thing added to the list. But he just hopes he can make it up to his kid brother.

Bobby sighed and squeezed his shoulder once before gunning the engine.

"Hey, can I drive?" Dean asked.

"Your car, your choice." Bobby shrugged.


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