Okay, so this chapter is short. I couldn't concentrate today. The next chapter will be longer, I promise. Hope you enjoy this chapter, though. Thank you for all the reviews.

The sight that greeted the two Winchester men as they entered Sammy's room was heartbreaking. Sammy had a tube down his throat that was bringing oxygen to his lungs, and another tube going into his chest to help suction out the fluid in his lungs. The heart monitor was beeping, but Dean had to wonder if his baby brother's heart could handle this stress for much longer. He looked so pale and little under the heavy equipment that surrounded him.

Swallowing the lump in his throat, Dean tried his best to ignore the hissing that came from the ventilator as the machine cycled oxygen and the knowledge that he would die if not attached to it. He was alive, his life had been spared, and they needed to focus on that.

"It's okay Sammy, everything will be okay." He comforted his baby brother, in hopes that on whatever plain of consciousness he was on, he would hear and be calmed. He refused to believe that Sammy was in a place right now that he couldn't reach him. No matter what, he had always been able to reach him. Even when he was in college, he knew he could always go there.

John sighed. Once again, he saw that Dean was much better at dealing with Sammy, and the sting of jealousy shot through him. "You know, he probably didn't even hear you."

"Dad, I gotta try. He's in there somewhere, and his brain is fine, so he heard me."

John nodded his head and went to sit down beside his son's bed. He put his hands together and put them over his mouth, leaning forward. The doctors had put the railings up and the way his oldest son was leaning over his baby and rubbing his forehead reminded him too much of the way he had done when Sammy was still in a crib. Every night, after both of the boy's had gone to sleep, he would go into Sammy's room to make sure that he was all right, still breathing, that the thing that stole Mary hadn't come back for his child. It was because of this that he eventually arranged it so that he and both of the boys could share a room.

Dean stood by his brother's bed, gently holding onto his little brother's hand. It was impossible to sit now because of the railings, so he stood there for hours. He was convinced that if he let go of his hand, then Sammy would lose contact with the world, and would leave them. 'Please, let him stay with us. He can't take another incident like today. Please, just let him get to this bone marrow thing okay.' Dean silently prayed.

John awoke in the morning and saw his oldest son hunched over, still standing next to Sammy's bed, sleeping. He pushed him back as gently as he could and then caught him in his arms and guided him into the chair. After leaving him in the chair, John went to go check his other son. Sammy's skin was cold still, but it was a lot warmer than it had been last night. His younger son would be all right.

A lab technician came into the room, looking at her chart. John could tell what she was because she had a cart full of needles and he had never seen her before. Over the last few weeks, he had gotten to know all the nurses that were on this floor. He reach over and nudged Dean, waking him up by telling him that she was here to take the blood sample.

Dean woke up quickly, and just as quickly got to his feet. He had gone to sleep. He had let go of his brother's hand and went to sleep. Fearing what could have happened, he went to Sammy's side and looked him over carefully. His mind felt like a marshmallows, but he shook it off. He needed to be strong.

Noticing the way Dean shook his head, John thought back over when the last time either of them had ate was. He heaved a heavy sigh. "Dean, why don't you go first?" He suggested.

Dean nodded and went to present his arm so that he could give blood. In his mind, he willed the blood to match Sammy's blood. Over the past few weeks, he had felt helpless, unable to do anything to help his baby brother. This would change things, make it so that he could give something to make Sammy better.

After both men had given blood samples, the lab technician left and the two men looked at each other. "I hope one of us ends up being a match." John told Dean.

"It has to. If this doesn't work..."

Hope you liked the chapter. Please feel free to leave any kind of review.

By the way, "Four Brothers" is a good movie. It has the brother dynamic, but there are three Deans protecting the baby brother. The only thing: Don't watch it while working on anything else. I couldn't focus because everytime I wrote about Dean or Sam, I saw the two white guys from that movie. lol.