I'm so sorry for such a long time too post this chapter, I finally found a Beta Reader too help me with this story. So with no further ado here's the chapter you all been waiting for.

Dean pushed past Bobby as he walked back to the Impala in an angry stride. He had to go search for his family, he knew what he had said to Bobby wasn't fair but his anger took over and logic flew out the window. Noticing that no one was following him the older brother turned to see what was going on. What fueled his anger even more was seeing his friends still in the same spot; glaring at them he made an impatient gesture with his hands for them to follow. Telling them to get their asses moving.

Jim, Caleb and Josh watched as Dean pushed Bobby out of his way as he walked back to the car, looking at the older hunter who by now was glancing at the building. They could see that Bobby was beating himself up over the whole thing, knowing what they would have to get his mind back on track. Placing his hand on his friend's shoulder, Jim waited until he had Bobby's full attention before he spoke.

"Don't beat yourself up Bobby. This could have happened to either one of us, we all know how John gets when he sets his mind on anything."

"This isn't just anything Jim, this is Sammy we are talking about. I should've known that John was going to get himself into trouble. He's such a damn idjit that he had to do things his way like always. Now look at were it got us, we have two missing Winchesters with a mad man."

"To top things off there's been a lot of stress between John and Dean, when I get here you should have seen what the place looked like."

Bobby ran his hand over his mouth, wondering if he should tell them what had happened.

"What are you talking about Bobby? When we got there every thing seemed fine between them. That is until the tape showed up and set Dean off."

"When I got to the hotel it look like a tornado came through the place… the chairs, table and lamp were scatter all over the place. When I asked if there something I needed to know they both shook their heads no, but I knew something had happened between them. Ever time Dean looked over at John there was hate and anger in his eyes, when John look over at Dean there was anger and disappointment in his eyes. I knew something big had gone down between them and it had to do with Sam. There's a storm brewing between them and its only time before the lightening strikes. If you know what I mean."

"Yeah we do know what you mean Bobby; when it comes to Sammy there's always a storm brewing between John and Dean. One of these days it's going to turned in…."

Josh was cut off when Dean hollered at them to get moving.

On the drive back to the hotel it was eerily quiet in the car, you could hear a pin drop it was so silent. Dean never once glanced at Bobby who sat in the back seat, while Jim sat shotgun, he kept a close eye on the younger man. Once at the hotel Dean shoved the door open with such force it hit the wall putting a hole in the plaster. Jim walked inside just in time to catch the door before it closed, shaking his head at the damage the younger man had done in his fiery temper. He could tell that Dean was about to explode like an erupting volcano ready to spew hot lava, seeing the red face, clutch fists, stiff shoulders were all signs of a hot-tempered Dean. Standing between Bobby and Dean, Jim faced the younger man to calm him down before they started talking, knowing how difficult this is going to be he ready himself for the temper from hell.

"Dean, you know this isn't Bobby's fault; we all know how your father is when he gets his mind set on protecting your brother. He lets all reasoning go out the window when he is in protective mode…."

Jim was off guard when Dean pushed him away.

"What the hell are you talking about Jim? Dad in protective mode when it comes to Sammy? When has he ever been in protective mode when it comes to my brother? He is always on Sam's case about something, never saying anything good, never patting him on the back. How is that being in protective mode, Jim?" Dean stood his ground to his old friend. "Well, I'm waiting."

"Dean, we all know how John is with Samuel- he's is rough on him, a little too rough in my opinion- but he is still Samuel's father…. let me finish Dean. I have seen the protective side of John when it comes to your brother which isn't very often, but it's still there and so is the love he has for his youngest…."

Once again Jim was interrupted by Dean.

"Love! Since when has Dad ever shown love to Sammy? The last time he showed love to my brother was when Sammy was five years old. From the age six and up Dad started to be the drill sergeant to Sam giving him orders, telling him to grow up and be a man, stop whining and suck it up. Does that sound like a father who loves his youngest son as you say?"

"When Sam was in the hospital after his fall and we almost lost him, did Dad show any love to him? NO!. The only time Dad showed any kind of love to Sam is when he came back to life, thinking he was going to lose his good little soldier was when Dad showed any kind of feeling towards Sa,. During the recovery and therapy, Dad had to open his mouth and say the wrong things like always, getting into another fight with my brother telling him he's weak, useless, stop being a baby, suck it up and do as he was told."

"Now he's out there with my brother and a madman who wants to kill my Sammy, who knows what is going on between them as we speak. Is Dad's mouth going to cost my brother his life so he can turn it around and blame Sam, saying that Sammy didn't listen or suck it up, stop whining like a little baby? I know there's something going on between my brother and dad, when I find out what it is, Dad better be a few states away."

"I hear what you are saying son, we all know how your father is when it comes to Samuel. We all have to think positive right now and hope he doesn't say anything like that, as of now we have to regroup and find where Brian took John and Samuel. Stop looking at Bobby that way Dean; it's not his fault that your father got himself into trouble again. Let's all calm down think of our next plan, which is to search for our missing friends and family."

Jim was praying that Dean would do as he suggested and calm down so they can think of a new plan. His hopes were crushed, however, when Dean stormed out of the room.

"Looks like you are right Bobby, there is a storm brewing between Dean and John."

The hunters looked around for the next two days finding no sign of Brian, John or Sammy, and it was taking a toll on Dean not knowing where his family was. By the second day the older brother was at his breaking point, not knowing what to do he sat on the bed with his knees pulled to his chest, arms wrapped around them, placing his head on top of his kneecaps. He was not a praying man on any given day but right then he could use all the help he could get. When everyone else was sleeping he silently talked to his mother, knowing if she could hear him she would help him:

"Mom, I need your help in finding Sammy and Dad, they both been taken by that bastard Brian to who knows where. You told me once if I ever need anything just ask you, so Mom, I'm asking you to help me find them. Please."

Wiping tears away Dean look around to see if anyone had caught him crying and seeing that everyone else was asleep he lay down in bed. Falling into an uncomfortable slumber, his mind kept racing about his family, moving his head back and forth as bad dreams about his brother filled his mind.

During the night no one heard the flutter of wings as an Angel appeared next to Dean's bed, nor did anyone see the man putting his hand on top of Dean's head. Leaning in close to whisper in his ear the Angel told Dean where to look for his family.

"Dean, I am here to tell you where your father and brother are. There is a warehouse not far from the hotel, there you will find what you are looking for."

'Driving down the road with the window open, wind blowing through his short hair, Dean was along with a song playing on the radio. Something deep inside told him to make a right turn down an old gravel road. As he made the turn he saw eight large old oak trees that line the road to his left, to his right there were eight more of the trees. Some of the treetops had dark green leaves with huge branches over hanging the road, while other trees were dead with their dark branches over hanging the road like long evil fingers. It creeped Dean out seeing how the oak leaves resembled shadowy fingers trailing against the ground, when the wind blew it seemed like the were going to grab him and the Impala. The scene reminded Dean of something out of a Stephen King movie where the unexpected visitors didn't see their death coming. Approaching a large building to his right Dean slowed down, pulled over and turned the car off, looking the building over he notice it was a two-storey warehouse that seemed to have come from a horror movie. Getting out of the car, Dean walked slowly and cautiously towards the building, as he got closer he saw that most of the windows have been busted as were some of the doors. Sneaking up to the left corner of the building he slowly looked through one smeary window. Pushing against the windowpane, Dean realized it was unlocked and opened it so that he could climb through. Being as quiet as possible- carefully stepping over the debris that littered the floor- Dean stealthily made his way to the middle of the warehouse. What stopped him dead in his tracks was the screams of his little brother being tortured, it broke his heart to pieces to hear those screams bringing tears to his eyes. Picking up his pace he came to a big concrete pillar to hide behind while he look over his situation, seeing Brian torturing his brother while his Dad sat in the chair made his blood boiled. Rushing from his hiding place like a tiger ready to strike he made his move, yelling out his brother's name as he slammed into Brian with such force that it pushed them both a good four feet from Sam.

"SAMMY!"

Dean sprung out of bed in one leap, looking around the room before getting his bearings. He saw that he was in the motel room with eight sets of worried eyes looking at him. Rushing for the door he told his friends he knew where Sammy and his dad were, looking back for a brief second to see the other following he sprint to the Impala. Jim and Bobby just barely got into the car as Dean drove off like a bat out of hell, not even looking to see if Josh and Caleb were behind him.

Jim and Bobby kept a close eye on Dean as he drove down the road; he was acting like he knew exactly knew where to go. Glancing behind them, Jim saw Josh's truck was a few car lengths away trying to catch up to Dean; he was driving so fast that Jim was worried they would get a ticket for reckless driving.

Dean could tell that Jim wanted to ask him how he knew where Sam and John where, without even waiting for the question he told them:

"I think I had a dream or vision… not really sure though on which one it was… not important. I was driving down this road and had a feeling to make a right turned. When I turned I saw sixteen big oak trees eight on each side of the road, some of them look like they came out of a horror movie…well, you may not know that one Jim but Bobby would. I drove a little ways down until I saw this big warehouse with broken windows, clearly abandoned. Anyway, I climb through the window to check the place out and that… that is when I heard Sammy's screaming. When I got to the place where they were I saw Dad sitting in the chair watching as Brian torture my brother, yes, Jim Dad was sitting there, just letting that fucking asshole torture my brother. I know what I saw Jim so don't even go and defend the man at this point, he only got up when he heard me yell out Sammy's name."

"Dean I'm not going to defend your father. I'm just saying that we should wait and see what is going on. You were focused on Sam and not on what your Dad was doing, maybe he was tied up so let's not put the blame on him just yet."

Jim had to be careful with what he said about John right now, since there bad blood between him and Dean at the moment. He just couldn't believe that the man would willing allow his son- his child- to be tortured right before his eyes as Dean was suggesting.

Just like Dean had said about his dream they turned down the road with the trees, coming to a stop right across the street from the warehouse. Getting out of the cars, the five hunters move slowly and cautiously towards the building, coming up to the broken window they climb through following Dean's lead. What shook them to the core was the sound of Sam's screams of pain they heard the closer they got to the center of the building. Josh went to grab for Dean before the older brother could do something stupid, like getting himself and the others killed by the madman.

Thinking of something fast, Josh told Dean on what they were going to do: him and Caleb would go to the right, while Jim, Bobby and Dean go to the left this way Brian wouldn't have a chance to escape. Watching the two hunters move to the left the other three went to the right, coming up to the pillar Dean saw red when John was sitting on the chair watching Brian. All of Dean's logic left him when he saw what was going on in front of him, feeling the anger inside of him growing, the older brother couldn't stop himself. Glaring at Jim with a menacing growl, Dean told his friend what was on his mind at the moment.

"Told you that fucking bastard was sitting there, what do you have to say to that?"

Not giving Jim a moment to reply, Dean sprang towards Brian yelling out Sammy's name, when he saw his father glance over his shoulder before getting out of the chair. That fueled Dean's anger even more seeing his Dad move now that he was here, with that anger and the strength behind it Dean slammed into Brian with hurricane force. Sending both himself and Brian four feet away from his little brother, there was no way in hell he's going to let the son of a bitch get near Sam again.

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Glancing up at John, Brian smiled wickedly at the father as he raised his hands above his head; he wanted John's full attention when he plunged the knife into Sam's heart. Savoring the moment and with hatred in his eyes for the boy and his father, Brian took one last look at John before he focus back on Sam as the knife was aimed for the boy's heart. Noticing that the father had his hands untied and was working on his ankles to free himself, knowing he wouldn't get free in time to save his sons life Brian swung the knife with all his might. With a sinister laugh as he felt the blade go into the soft skin of the boy, one moment he sitting over Sam the next he's feeling pain from his back and head. Shaking the stars that formed in his eyes, Brian saw the fist before it hit him in the face, looking up with blurry eyes he saw two very anger and dangerous green ones glaring at him.

John work feverishly to get his ankles untied before Brian killed his youngest son, he knew that the man saw him getting freed when he glance over at him. What stopped John in his bid of freedom was the sound of Dean yelling out Sammy's name. Fear ran through him at the thought that Brian could kill both of his sons right in front of him, with that in mind the father lunged for the man only to grab air as he watch Dean rammed into Brian. Struggling to get his ankles free and not to hurt his son who is now underneath him, John grabbed the knife that was laying on Sam's chest to cut the ropes holding his ankles. Carefully he lifted himself off of his youngest, the older man shifting his weight to the left so he was sitting next to Sam. Looking to his left, John saw he saw that Dean had the upper hand at the moment, knowing all to well that could change in a heart beat he cut the ropes from his ankles. Just as he predicted Brian slammed Dean with a pipe to the side of the head, causing his eldest to fall on his right side with a hard thud and a grunt. The father didn't waste any more time getting to the two men before the madman killed his son, there was no way in hell he was going to let that happen on his watch.

The fists were coming in fast and hard for Brian to move out of the way, with the weight of the young man on his chest he couldn't move to push the older brother off of him. Searching with his hands, his fingers touched a pipe that was just out of reach, stretching his arm as far as he could without the older brother knowing what he was about to do. Grasping the pipe with the tips of his fingers he slowly inched the pipe into his grasp, finally he got a hold of the pipe and with all his might he hit the young man in the side of the head. Feeling the pressure fall away from his chest, Brian climbed to his feet and glared at the boy, raising the pipe he was just about to hit the young man with it when he felt a sharp pain when he hit the floor. Glancing up he saw an angry John Winchester looking at him before a fist hit him on the side of the head. Shaking the black dots that formed in his sight away, he glared at the man who had hit him, daring him to try it again as another fist hit him in the face. Laughing, Brian swung; his fist colliding with John's jaw, causing the father to fall to his left, knowing that he had to act fast Brian hit John again on the side of the head. Hearing a painful grunt coming from the father, Brian got back to his feet, walked over to retrieve the pipe he aimed for the man's head. He was about to give the killer blow when he saw movement to his right, glancing over he saw the older brother heading his way with blood dripping from the side of his face. He smiled wickedly urging the brother to come for him, when Dean stood his ground it angered the madman so he told Dean what he was going to do.

"I'm going to kill you, then your pathetic father who's been a pain in my ass for thirty years, then I'm going over to that filth of a brat brother of yours and kill him slowly. I'm going to cut his heart out and shove it down your father's throat, that is after I carve him like a Thanksgiving Turkey hearing his screams will be music to my ears."

Brian could see the waves of anger coming off of the older brother and smiled, he knew how to press his buttons to get what he want out of him. He kept up the taunting to get the brother so angry that he would make a mistake, when he saw the blood vessels popping from the side of his neck he knew it was his time to move. Taking the pipe, he rushed the young man in front of him ready to strike him for the killer blow, what he didn't predict was the training he had in defending himself from people like him. As he swung the pipe like a bat ready to hit the ball he lost his balance when the young man defect the blow, feeling a sharp pain to his groin, he folded up on himself. With pain filled eyes he looked up at the man in front of him, he couldn't believe how calm the man was in his anger state of mind. He had an evil smile on his face when he heard what Dean would do to him.

Shaking the dots that were forming in his eyes, Dean looked up to see his Dad on top of Brian, getting to his feet he glance around to see if he could find something to kill that low-life with. Finding nothing around to defend himself with he slowly got up off the floor, waiting for the dizziness to pass and for his legs to stop shaking is when he stepped forward. He could tell his head wound was bleeding when he felt moisture on the side of his face, ignoring the pain and the blood he stood his ground to Brian. When he heard what the man was going to do to Sam made his blood boil; he didn't care what Brian would do to him or his Dad, he only cared about Sammy. His blood felt like hot lava running through his veins with every word Brian said to him, his anger was getting the better of him. Knowing that he had to calm himself to get the job done in protecting Sammy, he slowly controlled his breathing- which wasn't easy for him at the moment- before starting again. Watching the madmen closely as he charged towards him Dean knew he only had one shot at this, readying himself he lifted his hands as the pipe was aimed for his head. Grabbing the object in his hands he pulled it towards him throwing Brian off his balance, bringing his knee up he hit the man right in the groin hard watching him fold in on himself.

Standing over the man, Dean glared hard at the Brian before bringing the pipe down on his head, hearing the sickening crack of metal against bone, he smiled. His stare never changed when he brought the pipe down again hitting Brian's head again, breathing hard Dean was going to tell him that he made a big mistake for threatening his Sammy.

"You can threaten to kill me, my dumb ass father, my friends or anyone else in the world, but no one and I mean no one threatens to kill my brother and live to tell about it. That was the biggest mistake you have ever made in your pathetic, worthless, so-called life. You are going to pay with ever once of pain you caused my brother. Your pain will be tenfold what my brother went through by your hands, I know how to deal out pain and prolong it until you beg me to kill you and I won't do it until I'm ready to. Be ready for pain like you never felt before in your life."

Bringing the pipe over his head readying himself for the blow that was going to come to the lowlife in front of him. With one swift move the pipe came down hard on Brian's rib cage, hearing a low grunt he did it again in the same spot as the other blow. He kept it up, hitting the man below him with hard blows to the head, ribs, shoulder, legs, arms, he didn't stop he kept them coming in fast and hard. Hearing Brian laughing was when Dean stop and looked at him with hatred in his eyes, wondering what the hell he is laughing about when he was being beaten within an inch of his life. What Brian said grew Dean's anger further like a raging forest fire out of control, he kept up the hits until he felt himself being pulled away towards Sammy.

Brain couldn't help himself for laughing with the blows his body was feeling from the older brother, he has dealt with this kind of abuse in the past and knew how to deal with it. Every blow he felt the harder he laughed until he couldn't feel them anymore, looking up at the fire green eyes of Dean he told the brother what he would do again.

"I'm still going to kill you and your father, Dean, but before you die I'm going to go and rape your brother as I carve him up. You'll watch the whole thing before you take your last breath of life, there will be nothing stopping me from fulfilling my pleasure of making you suffer."

When Dean heard what Brian thought he was going to do his anger snapped, he didn't hold anything back when he beat Brian again with the pipe. He lost count on how many wounds he already inflicted on the man he was hitting, the words Brian said kept running through his mind fueling his anger more. He was so lost in his fury he didn't feel two sets of hands pulling him back, when he realized what was happening his anger took hold and fists were flying.

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As Caleb and Josh made their way to the other side of the warehouse so they could sneak up on Brian, they heard a commotion before they came out of the shadows. For them, to get where they needed to be they had to go through two different rooms before the reach the other side, the years has taken a toll on the building caving some areas that was hard to get through. When they arrived John was on the floor trying to get his bearings so he can help his son, Dean was in the middle of beating the man of every inch of his life. Jim and Bobby were with Sam trying to get the ropes off his wrists and ankles, seeing the young man flinch every time they tried to touch him. Knowing they needed to get Dean over by Sam so he could get the help he needed, the older brother would be the only one that would get through Sammy right now.

Racing over they grabbed Dean by the shoulders and pulled him back, thinking it was easier then they thought they relax a little until the fists started to fly. Ducking away from the punches both men keep a hold on the older brother, knowing if they let him go he'll go and kill the man without a second thought. When Dean swung at Caleb, Josh saw his chance and grabbed both of Dean's arms pinning them to his back, readying himself for the fight he knew was coming he held on tight until Caleb got Dean's attention.

"Dean, hey Dean, come one man calm down that is an order, hey, I said calm down Dean! It's me, Caleb and Josh, Dean, stop it or I'll kick you ass to hell and back, don't give me that look young man, Sam needs you…that's right your brother needs you."

Caleb watched Dean closely as he turned towards his brother still lying naked on the floor, all of his anger slip away as he beat Brian to a bloody pulp. Feeling the young man relax in his hold, Josh released his grip, knowing that Dean would go to his little brother now. He watched as Dean rushed to his little brother's side to take care for him. Hearing a groan of pain they both saw Brian moving about, as was John. Caleb went to help John, checking out his friend and making sure there's no broken bones, only seeing a gash on the side of his head bleeding he helped John to his feet. Holding John up until he found his footing was when he went to help Josh with Brian, who was fighting to free himself from his friends hold. Josh walked up to Brian grabbing him by the arm he roughly pulled him to his feet, smiling as he heard whimpers of pain coming from the man who thinks he's so tough. When Brian tried to free himself the big man next to him hit him hard in the side, which didn't stop him from getting his freedom until the shorter man came hitting him in the jaw. Pulling his hands to his back Josh tied his wrist together as they lead him to another room, there they found a chair sat Brian down tied him tight so he couldn't escape. They stayed with Brian while the other four looked after Sam and John, knowing they would come and tell them what is going on when they are ready.

Dean fought against the hold, almost hitting Caleb in the jaw in the process, his fury kept adding to the fire he was feeling. He had to get back to beating Brian for what he did to his Sammy; he'll be damned if anyone was going to stop him from doing just that. He could hear someone talking to him in his muddle mind that was swirling with avenges, they only thing that cleared the cloud in his mind was his brothers name being mention. Looking, he saw Bobby and Jim trying to calm a frightened Sam who woke up when John fell on top of him. Calming himself down, Dean felt the arms release him as he rush to be by his brother's side, checking him over the anger returned in Dean full force seeing all the damaged done to Sammy. Breathing to calm himself down cause he won't be able to help his brother if his anger takes hold of him, letting himself relax before he even touches or talks to his little brother knowing that Sam would think was directed at him.

The first thing Dean saw was the cuts, welts, burns and bruises all over his body, his hands and feet were still tied since Bobby or Jim couldn't cut them. Every time they tried Sam would flinch from their touches, plead with them not to hurt him, breaking their hearts to hear Sam so scared about being touched. Taking the knife from Bobby the older brother reach for Sam's hands to cut the rope, when he touched Sam he heard the plea coming from his own brother. In a soft voice Dean told Sam it's going to be okay and that he is here now, as he cut carefully at the ropes that bond his brother it broke his heart to hear the whimpers. When the last rope was cut around his ankles what he saw sicken him, he saw an alligator clamp on his testicles that was attached to a car battery. He felt tears in his eyes as he wipe them away knowing how much pain he must of went through, as he tried to remove it what he heard coming from his brother shattered him.

"Pl-please no more…pl-please stop…can't take anymore….w-want De'n…pleas."

It took all Dean had not to cry at his brother's pleas, slowly he moved to Sam's head so he could see his brother. He had to tell him that it's him and he's safe.

"Sammy it's me Dean…hey look at me that's it see it's me your awesome big brother."

"De'n…no De'n hates me."

"Sammy I don't hate you kiddo, I don't, I love you very much little brother, you have to believe me Sammy I don't hate you."

"H'rts De."

"Sammy let me take the clamps off so the pain will stop, please Sammy let me stop the pain….hey calm down I'm right here…please let me help you…please Sammy let me stop the pain….Sammy….hey calm down….Sam…Sam…don't do this to me."

"De no…h'rts…no De…"

Seeing the fear in his brother's eyes shattered Dean's heart to pieces, he couldn't stand seeing his little brother in so much pain and fear. What scared Dean is when Sam black out in the middle of talking to him, reaching down to the clamp he carefully pry them open as he did he saw a stick that was still inside of him. Pulling the stick out he had to fight the nauseous feeling in his stomach when he saw blood on it, trying to hold back the tears he felt knowing it would not help his brother right now. Seeing movement to his right he saw his father sitting next to him, growling he shoved the man away from him and his brother he didn't want him any where near Sam. Looking around the place he needed to find something to cover his brother with, seeing a sheet being handed to him he smiled at Bobby when he accepted the fabric. Folding the sheet open and with Jim's and Bobby's help since he didn't want his dad around, they got Sam covered so they can take him some place for help.

"We need to take Sam to the hospital….wait we can't do that if we do they called in CPS…then I won't be able to see my brother. What are we going to do Jim? Sammy needs help now."

Jim knew that Dean was right about taking Sam to the hospital in the shape he's in, when CPS gets involved no one won't be able to get to see Sam. Thinking of anyone close by he rack his brain, coming up empty he looked at Bobby for answers. Bobby knew they wouldn't be able to take Sam either without losing him for good, and there's no way he was going to lose the boy who became a son to him. Then he remember a doctor friend who lives close by that could help them, he does have a clinic that will have every thing they need to help out their boy.

"Jim remember Jackson, he's Jefferson brother, he has a clinic close by here about an hour away. We can take Sam there he won't ask questions since he's a hunter himself, we can trust him to help Sam Jefferson will be there to since he visits his brother this time of year."

"Are you sure we can trust him Bobby? This is Sammy we are talking about, I won't let anyone touch my brother who I don't trust. I know you won't either but after every thing that happen…."

Dean was cut off by John.

"Dean, we need to take Sam there to have Jackson look at him, I'm not going to hear it son he's going and that is…."

"That is what you always say, we'd hate to disappoint you Dad but you're not the one in charge of Sam. I am. We will go Bobby but if I get one wrong vibe from this man Jefferson will be taking over Sam's care, I don't want to hear it dad we are going you can stay here that is final."

Before John could answer Jim held his friend back as Bobby help Dean get Sam to the Impala, they will followed them in Josh's truck so John can be looked at to. Jim told Bobby and Dean to go ahead and he'll followed them once he told Josh and Caleb where they are going, getting the direction from his friend he went to let the others know what's happening.

Helping Dean getting Sam in the back seat of the Impala, he got into the driver seat putting the car into drive he slowly pulled out of the side road. Every time they hit a bump Sam would whimper in his unconscious state, every one crush Bobby's heart as he tried to be careful until he got to the main road. Heading into the direction of the clinic Bobby looked in the rear view mirror to see Dean whispering to his brother, he could see the fear and tears in Dean's eyes he felt sorry for the older brother.

"How's he doing Dean."?

"His breathing is slow and shallow and he's starting to shiver, I hope he's not getting sick from laying on that cold hard floor. That is the last thing he needs to deal with right now….shhh Sammy it's okay your safe with me and Bobby….I know it hurts kiddo we are almost there just hang on. Bobby how much longer until we get there, Sammy is in a lot of pain."

"We got another thirty minutes, Dean I'm going as fast as I can without hurting your brother."

Even though Sam is still unconscious Dean could always tell when Sam is in pain, he knows all the signs by heart like he knows his name is Dean Winchester.

Watching Dean taking care of Sam, Bobby never gets tired of seeing how caring he can be, most people always sees the hard edge of the older brother that don't have any feeling what so ever. He knows that is all a show that he puts on with them, he knows the real Dean the one who shows his soft side to his brother. He can be gentle as a lamb one moment then he can be a tigress protecting her cubs the next, all of these emotions all belong to one person the one who's in Dean's arms. Come hell and high water he would protect Sam with his life from anyone or thing, as of right now it's seems John is the one who's going to feel Dean's wrath soon.

'I hope that damn idjit don't say anything wrong which he does a lot, cause Dean won't hesitate knocking the crap out of him.'

Bobby thought to himself about what John going to do or say, seeing the sign of the clinic ahead he slowed down to make the turned into the parking lot.

TBC