N0tes: the bold italic lines will be the conversation Cas and Dean will have in his head. hopefully you will enjoy i wasnt sure about this chapter

"I'm basically a soccer dad" he spoke as Sam turned his head back down eyes closing listening to his brothers voice as tears came falling out of Deans eyes. Nothing could contain them and he wasn't going to stop them.

Sam smiled at that he used to love soccer growing up and with Dean as any type of couch he was pretty sure Ben's kick could be fatal.

Dean could still tell his little brother was still in pain. His breathing was irregular, every time he shifted he would wince and push himself closer to Dean as if hoping his big brother would drive the pain away.

He did the best he could by just holding Sam by the shoulders gently squeezing and holding his Sammy close.

"Ben's got one mean kick. Last week he nailed some kid in the nuts" he laughed at the memory. "It was awesome Lisa was pissed. He tried playing it off that it was an accident but we knew better. She tried grounding him while I got him pizza." he smiled slightly Ben was awesome and he loved the kid.

But did he love them more than Sam?

Unaware of his brothers thoughts Sam heard the happiness in his brothers voice.

Sam always knew Dean would make an amazing Dad. He had always been great to Sam more fatherly for him than their Dad ever was.

It was the right choice in jumping. In sending Dean to Lisa. He made up his mind.

He wouldn't ask Dean for his help, he wouldn't go and beg for his big brother to save him like Dean always promised.

Sam knew better than that. So sucking up his last remaining strength and buring his pain deep buried the weak voice deep was the best he could do.

He would not ask for help. Living with the pain the torture he could do but he couldnt stand ruining Deans happiness.

"Ben calls me old man." his brother continued without realizing Sam's resolve.

"Can you believe that! Old man! Please I'm young and still gorgeous." Sam laughed which ripped pain through his chest it was sharp and the hole in his chest throbbed. Hissing from the pain Dean squeezed his shoulder hugging Sam a little tighter.

"Your not" he huffed out talking hurt but he pushed through the pain if not for his sanity then for mother hens sake. "That young anymore dude" he panted, he could fee something about to happen, something worse was coming.

He kept blinking his eyes unwanted tears leaked from his eyes which began to sting. "Your…practically ….ancient." he squeezed his eyes shut. The pain behind them intensifying. He wanted to rub his eyes but his arms were no longer working so he went for the next best thing. He turned towards Dean.

Dean noticed the change in Sam. "Sam? Sammy" Sam started panting causing fear to run in his veins.

He was panicking thats all he seemed to be able to do, he didn't know what else to do he was helpless, the best he could do was offer comfort. "Shh its ok Sammy. Its ok" which was bull shit but he had to say something to his in pain brother.

Sam started twisting in Deans arms a terrifying scream tore through him, eyes squeezing shut so tightly hoping to stop the pain behind them. The pain built so did the screaming he was tired of screaming tired of being in pain but it was all coming out now almost leaking out of him, with each new wound a piece of Sam went away or it had been until Dean pulled him back out.

In a scary way almost like they were tears blood ran down his face from his brothers eyes. "SAM' Deans screams made Sam's eyes fly open attempting to take in his surroundings but was met with only darkness.

Dean stared at his brothers face blood running down from his eyes, eyes that were burning away in their sockets.

"DEAN" Sam screamed for him chasing away any and all thoughts of anything else, Dean held him tighter. "Shh Sammy . Its ok. Its gonna be ok. God Sammy I'm so sorry." Dean kept whispering into Sam's hair as his brother shifted fighting off the pain the best way he could. Screams turned to whimpering. The sounds ripped at his soul he felt tears run down his own face hearing his brother suffering. Dean can take a lot and has taken alot but this?

Was overwhelming this was down right unbareable.

He pulled back slightly and looked down at his little brothers face.

Blood trailed down his young face lightly dripping down to his battered chest. Sam kept blinking as if hoping with each knew blink he would be able to see again. His once kind hazel eyes were gone. Replaced with ash, darkness and blood. he was forcefully reminded of the movie Ghost rider and how after he looked his victims in the eyes that their eyes burned away. A sob came through him but he held it down.

He needed to be strong.

He leaned back down cheek in his brothers hair and just held him close as the tears came faster.

"Dean" his eyes opened but did not move.

It was Cas's voice but Sam hadn't reacted in anyway. He stared at Cas he forgot the angel had been standing there the entire time hearing them, seeing Dean at his weakest time. But that didn't matter. Nothing mattered except Sammy.

"Dean its almost time" Dean was carefully watching the angel but his lips didn't move not even a little. Cas was speaking in his head. Great Dean thought I'm hearing voices. Stupid angel voices. He wondered if Cas could hear him back.

"Uh Cas?" awesome now I'm talking to myself. Sam took a deep breath, whimpering was replaced to deep breathing as he tried to move past the pain but there were no tears. How could one cry in pain when they had no eyes?

Dean held him tighter, trying to make Sam feel safe in his arms it seemed to work. He relaxed in his brothers arms Dean felt safe just because Sam was there.

"Yes I can hear you Dean" Dean flinched again and stared at the angel.

"what do you mean? What's almost time?" Dean dreaded the answer remembering their previous conversation about the spell and its limitations.

"The spell Dean. It only last an hour you have 5 minutes left."

TBC.

will Dean find a way to break the spell? or is Sam going back in the cage? ;)

NOTES: reviews please pretty please if anyone is still reading review are welcomed.