AN: Castiel: Good evening everyone. Pancake says sorry for the delay. She wasn't home all day and when she did get home it was about 3 in the morning and she just went to bed. She was really tired. So she's not here today either. Sam and Dean took her out. Yes, her and her mother went at it again. She decided to come home for a few days to see her dad and siblings and her mother was being a brat. So she went back to her friends place, and only God knows how long she'll be there for. Anyways, she wanted me to inform you that this will be the last chapter. So, she wants you to go her profile and pick the next for to write. She says there's only two stories (three but it's a one shot) present on her board at moment, something happened and those stories were gone like some of the ones that disappeared from her profile. So your choices are 'The Rake' and 'Soul for a Soul', there summaries on her profile. So without further delay. When we last left off, Sam's finally recovering! Yes! Dean's happy and so is Bobby, and Moon is jumping for joy! Let's find out how Sam is today!
Cas: Enjoy
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Season Finale
Two days later
Two days had gone by in a blur for Sam. He remembered the argument and getting hurt. Then he remembered Moon. But the rest was all a blur. He woke up two days and nearly panicked when he felt the tube in his throat and saw he was in a glass box of some sort.
The doctor explained everything once he calmed down and relaxed. Yesterday he got out of isolation and had the oxygen mask replaced by a nasal cannula. He was unable to stay awake for long but Dean promised to stay right by his side. Sam was grateful for that. He also felt Moon nudging his hand a few times.
On the third day of being out of isolation and getting rid of all the machines after being 'miraculously' healed, Sam was beginning to wonder if his healing was from his mother.
'Could mom have really have healed me?' Sam thought.
"Want to sure with the rest of the class?" Dean asked.
It was just Sam and Dean at the hospital. Bobby had to go home and he took Moon with him before the doctors figured out he was a wolf and would've done something to harm him. Sam was again grateful. He didn't want Moon to get hurt.
"Sammy? You with me?" Dean asked concerned that Sam might be relapsing.
"Huh? Oh sorry. Lost in thought." Sammy said picking at loose thread on his blanket.
"Not really a good thing. So spill. What's on your mind?" Dean asked.
"Nothing really." Sam said trying to avoid the question.
"Sam.." Dean started.
"Dean. Not now okay?" Sam asked.
Dean sighed. "Alright. But I still want to know what's got you so lost."
Sam nodded. He wanted to tell Dean but he wasn't sure how and was a bit afraid of his reaction.
"Sam. I'm, I'm real sorry kiddo." Dean said.
"What for Dean? You didn't do anything." Sam asked confused as to what Dean was apologizing for.
"You're kidding me right? Dude! I practically sentenced you to death!" Dean exclaimed.
"You didn't sentence me to death Dean. I was the dumbass that decided to go on a midnight walk with no weapons and something spooked me. I ran and then fell. The rest however is a bit blurry." Sam said.
"Not surprising. You were out for everything. You um you nearly died kiddo. We lost you for few minutes. That thing that spooked you was a spirit of poacher gone horribly bad. He came back and hurt you and Moon." Dean said wearily.
"M moon? But he's fine. I mean he was moving okay and everything." Sam stuttered.
"Hey hey hey, before you get all worked up, Moon is fine. He tried to protect you from the monster that nearly took you from us but he got banged up pretty good. You on the other hand were a wreck. You literally torn open Sam, because you were you got another infection and it took you down." Dean managed to say, he felt the sting of tears in his eyes remembering how close he came to losing his baby forever.
"I'm sorry Dean." Sam whispered.
"What for Sammy?" Dean asked.
"For worrying you like that. For going off on my own, for getting hurt. For everything." Sam said.
Dean's stomach sank and his heart clenched. Now he really felt bad about the things he had said to his brother. He sure as Hell would never say them again, no matter mad he was.
"No Sam. If anyone's sorry it's me. I had no right to say that shit to you. I didn't mean it. Any of it. I love you so much kiddo. You're my whole world. If you would've died, I would've followed you. You being born was the greatest day of my life kiddo. If you weren't here, I'd be one miserable person." Dean said.
Sam looked at his brother for any possible lies, and saw nothing but the truth. He gently moved towards him and hugged his brother. Sam sniffed and then buried his head in his brothers shoulder and let the tears come.
"Shh Sammy. I know, it's okay now. We're okay. I promise." Dean said as he held his brother, silent tears running down his face as well.
Dean just sat there with his little brother protectively in his arms, gently rocking him and speaking softly to him as he cried. Once the water works were clear Sam took a few deep breaths and wiped his eyes. Dean patted his back and smiled warmly at him. Sam smiled back.
For the rest of the time Sam had spent in the tiny hospital, he and Dean chit chatted and laughed at some old memories and Dean opened up about their mother. Sam smiled sadly as he listened to Dean talk about her. Sam wished he had gotten to know her before she passed. But he settled for meeting her in his dreams.
A few more days later
Sammy lay in bed with Moon lying beside him as he read a book from Bobby's library. Once he was out of bed he planned on helping Bobby translate a few old of the old tomes he had yet to translate.
But for now he was still bed ridden and being mother henned to death by his guardians. Even Moon mothered him to no end. That made Sammy laugh.
"Who would've thought huh?" Sammy whispered to the sleeping wolf.
Moon just snuffled and rolled over. Sammy laugh quitely. It really wasn't a surprise as Moon thought of Sam as his pup and needed mothered.
Sam sighed and leaned his back against the headboard as he thought of his own mother.
"Penny for your thoughts?" Dean asked.
Sam jumped a little. Enough to make Moon wake up for a brief moment and growl at Dean then he fell right back to sleep. Sam and Dean laughed.
"But really Sammy, what's going on in that freaky head of yours?" Dean asked.
"I was just thinking." Sam said.
"Oh. What about? Remember you still have to me what you were thinking at the hospital." Dean said.
"Yeah. That's the thing I was tinking about." Sam said.
"So spill already." Dean said.
"I saw mom." Sam said.
"Come again?" Dean asked.
"I saw mom. Right when I was dying. She came to me." Sammy said in a tiny voice.
Dean scrubbed a hand down his face and took a moment to gather his thoughts.
"What did uh she say?" Dean asked.
"She told me it wasn't my time yet. I had to come back. That my birth wasn't a death warrent for everyone we've lost." Sammy said.
"Damn straight it isn't." Dean muttered under his breath.
Sam looked at him with a child like face.
"Well it isn't! The others deaths were not your fault, nor was our parents!" Dean exclaimed. "I'm sorry I made you think it was."
Sammy nodded as he fiddled with the blanket.
"What else did she say?" Dean asked.
"That she loves me." Sammy whispered.
"Of cousre she loves you. She loves you, dad does, Bobby does, every hunter we met and befriended did, and I do. You are loved kiddo. Again I'm sorry I made you think otherwise." Dean said.
Sam once again hugged his brother and let his tears go. He felt Dean wrap his arms around him and held him close just like at the hospital.
"You big girl." Dean lightly teased.
"Shaddup jerk." Came the muffled reply.
For a while they sat there in each others embrace. Dean let go and cleaned his brothers tear soaked face. Then he gave Sammy his medications and layed him down when they kicked in and he got sleepy.
Dean grabbed his pillow from his bed and layed on Sam's other side. He smiled when Sam snuggled into him. Moon snuggled into Sam and moved closer to them both until he was nearly buried.
For the night Sam felt warm, safe, and loved. So did Dean. Neither of them had a single nightmare.
Mary and white wolf appeared and she kissed her boys goodnight. The white wolf licked his sons cheek and nuzzled. He prayed for him to have a good life, and he would even if it was with a human.
"Good night boys. I love you both." Mary whispered.
The white wolf howled his goodnight. And the two watched over their children for the rest of the evening.
Cas: *sniff* That was amazing...Pancake would to say thank you to those who faved, alerted, and added. She hopes some of that did will be around for the next Winchester adventure! Pancake says special thanks to her very awesome regular readers and reviewers! She says as always you guys rock! And she loves you!
See ya in the thrilling season of Supernatural!
