Okaaay, so how will this whole"I love you" thing turn out for Sam and Dean? You'll have to read and see! *Grinning*

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Bobby and Sam had actually started to relax after waiting for Dean's surgery to be done, and when they saw his doctor coming from around the corner Sam took a deep breath.

"Hello" Dr. Johnson said with a small smile, Sam and Bobby both stood up from their seats.

"Hey doc, how's Dean?" Bobby asked.

"I think you'll be happy to know that it was in fact not a tumor" Dr. Johnson said and Sam could feel his heart skipping a beat by those words.

"Thank God, so he'll be okay?" Sam asked and he was worried when he saw the look on the doctor's face.

"We were able to remove the clutter and there wasn't any more bleeding than the one I told you about earlier…"

"So?"

"We won't know if he'll recover fully before he wakes up" Dr. Johnson said and Bobby nodded, but Sam wasn't satisfied with that.

"What exactly do you know when you say; Recover fully?" Sam asked "What kind of consequences will there be if he doesn't have a tumor?" Even though he was pretty sure that the doctor had explained this before, he had totally forgotten.

"When we operate on someone's brain there can always be consequences, some of the nerves can be damaged which can pretty much affect any part of the body and it can cause infections or amnesia…"

"Wouldn't you know if you damaged any nerves?" Sam cut in.

"Most likely yes, but no surgery is risk free"

"And if there is an infection, what would you do?"

"We would go through a treatment plan with Dean, he'd most likely get antibiotics and if the brain starts swelling we will give him steroids…"

"And what about the amnesia?" Sam continued cutting in, as all he wanted was to know what could happen to his brother and then actually see his brother.

"That'll depends on what he remembers and doesn't remember" The doctor said "But right now we'll have to wait and see if Dean wakes up"

"If?" Bobby asked and Sam looked from him to the doctor.

"Even if a surgery goes completely smoothly there are some cases where the patient goes into a coma and doesn't wake up, I told you and Dean this before he went into the operation"

"I know, I just… Forgot" Sam said and looked down at the floor.

"It's perfectly normal, but I wouldn't worry about Dean"

Sam nodded and then looked back at the doctor "Can I see him?"

"Sure, he should wake up in a couple of hours"

Sam nodded, thanked the doctor and was on his way to Dean's room.

He took a deep breath before entering Dean's room, Dean was still unconscious and he had a bandage wrapped around his head and when he got closer he could see there was an extra layer on the back of Dean's head, probably gauze over the stitches where they had cut him open.

The thought of someone cutting open the back of Dean's head to get to his brain, made Sam slightly nauseous, but he shook the feeling off.

Sam sat down next to Dean's bed and took a hold of his hand "You're not gonna be one of those cases where they don't wake up are you?"

Off course he didn't get any answer, he hadn't expected too, but he still felt his chest tighten.

He slowly soothed his fingers over Dean's forehead and smiled when he could feel Dean's hair underneath the bandage. He looked forward to telling Dean the good news, he just hoped that he would be able to; one part of him actually prayed that he would be able to.

"How's he holding up?" He heard Bobby's familiar voice behind him.

"He's… Sleeping" Sam answered; he started wondering if Dean was dreaming, and if he was, what was he dreaming of?

Bobby sat down on the other side of Dean's bed and looked at Sam, who felt a little uncomfortable with Bobby's gaze on him.

"What?" he finally asked.

"Where you ever going to tell me about you two?" Bobby asked Sam looked down at Dean; he really didn't want to discuss the two of them anymore.

"Honestly?" He said "Probably not"

Bobby nodded quietly, that was obviously not the answer he wanted to hear. "So, if the three of us would hunt together or something like that you would have just, sneaked behind my back and lied to me?"

Sam was a little cut off guard, wasn't Bobby okay with it after all? He didn't know what to answer at first.

"I don't know" Sam answered "Maybe"

Bobby nodded again.

"You mad?" Sam asked, he had to know, Bobby was the only family he and Dean had beside each other.

Bobby met Sam's gaze and shook his head "No, I'd just hoped you'd be honest with me"

"I'm sorry" Sam said and then waited a little bit before continuing "It's just- not normal and… We didn't want anyone to use it against us, like the demons and… Stuff"

He couldn't find any more words at the top of his head so he ended his explanation there.

"I understand" Bobby said, and Sam believed him and that kind of made him even more disappointed because they'd lied to him.

"Sorry" Sam said again, as he felt the need to apologize.

"It's okay son" Bobby said with a smile, making Sam feel a little better.

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Time passed and Sam had found himself being hypnotized by the clock on the wall.

"He should wake up in a couple of hours"

The doctor's words were ringing inside his head; it had been almost 4 hours since Dr. Johnson had told him that. Why hadn't he woken up yet?

"No change?" Bobby asked, as he entered the room with two cups of coffee. Sam just shook his head and sent Bobby a thankful smile as Bobby gave him the coffee cup.

"I'm sure he'll wake up soon, you know you're brother, he has quite sleeping heart" Bobby said and Sam nodded again.

It didn't take long before a nurse entered the room "Hey" she said "How's everybody doing here?"

"Why hasn't he woken up yet?" Bobby asked and Sam looked at the nurse, waiting for her to tell them that he should wake up any second and that there was nothing to worry about.

"I don't know" She answered "He should have woken up by now, but don't worry, some patients just take their time waking up"

Sam nodded, everybody was telling them not to worry, but off course they'd worry.

The nurse checked Dean's vitals, wrote something on his chart and was out the door again.

"Maybe you should get some sleep Sam" Bobby suggested, but Sam shook his head.

"I'll wake you up if everything changes" Bobby said and Sam looked at him, he was kind of tired, so he nodded and went over to the bed the nurses had gotten him.

"Wake me the second something happens" Sam pretty much ordered and Bobby nodded.

"Do you want this, do you really want this?"

"Some days I wish I didn't!" Dean yelled. "Some days I wish I knew a way to stop it"

"But I can't, not even if I tried"

Sam woke up from his dream and immediately looked over at Dean's bed, he was still sleeping and he saw Bobby looking questiongly at him.

"Nightmare?" he asked and Sam shook his head.

"No, Ehh… Flashback" And a pretty accurate flashback too.

Bobby nodded and looked over at his phone; Sam sensed that something was up. "Bobby" he said and got Bobby's attention.

"Something wrong?" He asked.

"What? No" He said and got that "you're lying" face from Sam.

"An old friend of mine need help with a hunt, but-"

"You should go" Sam cut him off, if someone needed help, Bobby had to go. Sam knew that he and Dean were the only two people Bobby would risk getting someone else hurt for.

"But Dean-"

"I'll stay, Dean will be fine" Sam said, trying to convince himself in the process.

"I don't know Sam"

"Just go, I'll call you if anything happens" Sam said and looked over at the clock on the wall; he'd been asleep for about half an hour.

Bobby didn't answer at first; Sam could see he was thinking about it. "Okay fine, but call me if anything happens, the hunt is nearby Fresno"

Sam nodded "I will, thanks for coming Bobby"

"Sure" Bobby answered and gave Sam a hug.

-

After Bobby had left, Sam had gotten more and more restless and was now pacing back and forth in front of Dean's bed. He stopped from time to time to look at the clock or to check if Dean had woken up, but nothing more than that.

"Damn it!" He suddenly said and sat back down next to Dean's bed "Come on man, wake up" He sounded more frustrated than scared.

When Dean still didn't respond he took a deep breath to keep himself from crying, why was this happening? After all the shit they'd been through.

Sam looked up at Dean's face and then he saw Dean's eyelids starting to move, like his eyeballs were dancing underneath them.

"Come on Dean, wake up" he said softly and held his breath when it looked like his brother was about to open his eyes.

"Come on"