Disclaimer: sadly I don't own the boys or any characters from the show or supernatural they belong to kripke and the cw
a/n: I'm grateful to all you who are reading this story you all make me happy with tears
warning:tissue alert this chapter might make you teary or not
BETA: Vonnie836 thank you so much for helping me
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Sam walked into the room with Gracie in his arms, pulling up a chair next to the bed and gently grabbing Jessica's bandaged hand in his, mindful of not adding to her pain.
"Jess, I'm so sorry, I should have been there. I shouldn't have left with Dean" Sam whispered with tears in his eyes.
"It's... not... you're …fault!" Jessica pushed out, fighting to breathe and talked at the same time.
"Yes, it is my fault and now you're dying!" Sam argued.
"Sam...it's...not...your fault ...if you...would've… stayed...you would...have been...in that...fire too." An out of breath Jessica replied.
Just then Gracie crawled onto Jessica's bed and stared at her then squealed with delight, making both Sam and Jess smile, yet this also made Jess realize, she wouldn't be around to see Gracie grow up and sadness flooded her mind.
"Sam...I need you...to do ...something." she said.
"What is it Jess? Anything…" Sam promised
"I want...you...to promise...me...that...you'll...move on...for the...sake of...of Gracie" The dying mother requested.
"Jess, I don't know if I can do that?" Sam answered truthfully, wiping his eyes.
"Sam...you...have...to...for...Gracie... please!" Jessica told him.
"Jess, I really don't know, if I can do this, but I promise I'll try" Sam assured her.
Right at that moment Mr. and Mrs. Moore came into the room and Kate ran toward Jess and started sobbing.
"Mom... dad... I need…you...to promise...me...you won't...take…Gracie away...from...Sam!" Jessica breathed out.
"Jessica honey, we would never do such a thing. Me and your father believe, she is best off with Sam" A sobbing Mrs. Moore hurried to say.
"Come on Kate; let them be together, we'll come back later." Mr. Moore pulled his crying wife out of the room.
"Gracie, be careful with mommy." Sam instructed their baby girl, who was still sitting on the bed with her mother
"Sam, promise...me...you'll...take...good...care...of...our...daughter." Jessica asked.
"Gracie will be taken care of really well and she will grow up knowing all about you" Sam pledged, looking at Gracie, who was pointing at Jess and clapping her hands.
The door opened again, this time letting Melinda step into the room.
"Hey Jess, I'm so sorry about what happened!" Melinda said with tears in her eyes, before sitting down next to Sam.
"It's...ok...if Gracie...didn't wake…up...you... and her...wouldn't...be...alive...right... now." Jessica told her, having increasingly more problems breathing.
"I'm going back to the waiting room and let Becky come in." Melinda said, getting up and leaving the room.
"Ok!" Sam absentmindedly replied, never taking his eyes off Jess.
"Sam...someone was...in...the apart...ment..." The burned young woman said in between gasps for breath.
"Jess, who was in the apartment? Who did you see?" Sam tried to get her to tell him, who was there.
"Man… with..." She desperately tried to tell him, knowing time was running out. As she started to gasp for air like a fish out of water, the monitor started going off and the lights on it started to blink like crazy.
Sam pulled Gracie into his arms, running screaming into the hall. "Help! We need help in here!" He yelled.
A doctor and several nurses ran by him into the room. Jess' parents, Becky and half her family followed, stopping at where Sam is standing with a crying Gracie. The door to the room slammed shut, denying access to all off them.
"Sam what happened?" Mr. Moore pried.
"We…we were talking, when she started to gasp for air and the monitors started going off." Sam explained, continuing to hold on to a now calm and quiet Gracie.
At that moment the doctor and nurses came out, the doctor walking up to Sam and the rest of the family.
"She is alright for now, but her breathing is getting worse and her organs continue to shut down at an alarming rate. I would say she might have anywhere between a few minutes to a few hours before her whole body shuts down. I wish I had better news, but I don't. You can all go in and see her." He informed them, before leaving with a serious expression
Sam and Gracie waited in the hall while the Moores and Jessica's other relatives and friends went in to talk to her. A few minutes later they left and Sam entered the room with Gracie.
"Sam...I...don't...have...a...lot...of time...left...I...have...to...tell...you... something...I love...you...You're...the...best...thing...to come...in to...my...life... We created...a beau... tiful...daughter." Jessica pushed out, fighting for every breath, while talking.
"I love you too!" Sam tenderly replied, unable to hold back his tears, he sat Gracie back on the bed with Jessica.
"Baby...be...good...for...daddy...Mommy… will...always...love...you" Jessica looked at her little girl with tears in her eyes, wetting the bandages around her eyes.
"Sam...the man...in...our..." before she could finish, her hand slackened in Sam's grasp and the machines start blaring.
Scared by the loud noise, Gracie started crying, just as the doctor and nurses stormed into the room. While the physician checked on his patient, one of the nurses tried unsuccessfully to push Sam out of the room, as the young man wouldn't have any of it.
"No!" He said, leaving no room for protest, "I'm staying with her!"
"Let him stay." The doctor said, turning around.
"Jessica, please tell me, tell me what you wanted to tell me…" Sam pleaded, his voice filled with desperation, while wiping his eyes and holding on to his crying daughter.
The doc nodded sadly, knowing that the young woman was beyond help. Exchanging a look with the nurses, he blinked to hold a tear back then called time of death.
"Time of death 8:12 AM" He said, while one of the nurses turned off the machine, the other quietly walking over to the silently crying man, who had fallen into the chair next to his dead fiancee.
"I'm so sorry, we did the best we could, but her burns were too severe for her to survive. It was a strange miracle, she survived this long" The doctor said.
The door opened, as the Moores and the others barged in, crying and grieving the loss. Sam never noticed any of it; too busy looking at the still form of his fiancee. She was supposed to become his wife and now this would never happen. She would never be with him again, would never see their daughter grow up.
It wasn't until Melinda put her hand on his shoulder that he noticed them.
"Sam, we need to go. They have to take Jessica's body down to the morgue" Melinda said with tears in her eyes, taking Gracie out of the room to calm her down.
Sam still wasn't moving, when Dean came into the room. It tore the older brother apart to see his brother in this state.
"Sammy, come on buddy, we have to go!" He coached the other man.
Suddenly snapping out of his daze, Sam looked at Dean and looked at the bed. Standing up, he crawled into the bed with Jess.
"I love you so much. I'm so sorry baby, this is all my fault. I swear I will find the demon, who did this to you!" He vowed, before he broke down in an uncontrolled sob.
Dean didn't have the heart to take Sam out the room, yet he knew he had no choice, as they needed remove Jessica's body.
"Sam come on, we have to go" He repeated.
Finally getting up off the bed, Sam kissed Jessica on the forehead and looked at her one last time, before he walked out the room with his brother. Returning to the waiting room, where everyone else was waiting. He walked to the back of the room and slid down on the floor, breaking down crying, until he felt someone touching him. When he looked up he saw Gracie standing on wobbly legs in front of him. Grabbing her, he wrapped her in a big hug.
"Oh baby girl, I love you so much. I'm just glad you're too young to remember this." Sam said quietly, getting up to his feet.
He picked Gracie up, who now was squealing with joy and walked over to the group.
"I have room at my house for you, Gracie and Dean to stay." Granny Leslie told him.
"That's ok, I'll look for a motel room" Dean replied, feeling uncomfortable with staying at her house.
"Nonsense I wouldn't have it any other way. You're staying in my house." Leslie insisted.
"That's a good idea and Dean appreciates it." Sam assured her.
After a few minutes of planning, everyone left the hospital, except of Jessica's parents, who were staying to start making arrangements. Sam sat in the back seat with Gracie, who was getting fussy and cranky, but soon fell a sleep, once Sam fed her the bottle Melinda handed him, before leaving the hospital.