Thank you all for the comments!

Othravenslyr: I couldn't resist, I had to have some bickering in it! Glad you enjoyed it too.

Pmsdevil01: Hey! Thanks for commenting on my story! Hope you come back and read some more!

Kaewi: I know, the thought of him so sick he can't even talk right just adds to the cuteness of what is demented mind was saying. Lol

Ghostwriter: Hey, this is doyoufeellikeyourfallingdown (hilary). Just returning your call… or erm.. message I guess… lol. Anyway, thanks for playing along (it's fun, isn't it) and leaving me a review!

Ashlyns: Ha, I hate crazy bus drivers! Mine has already almost gotten us into three, and we actually hit a car last year, but it was the other persons fault. 30 minutes away! my school is only like… 10 minutes. Well, I do live in a small town…

Annyywayyy.. thanks for commenting. I totally agree with you about Sam. Crazy Sam, what was he thinking getting out of bed? Lol

KatieMalfoy19: Thank you! "I love you, too, Sammy. Now let's get your ass back to bed before you pass out and I have to carry your fat butt." He cracks me up too.

Applegrape8910: HAHA! I DON'T have a farm, I win! Muhahahah, you can't attack me, you can't attack me! No, but really, thank you for your comment, and get back to your story, I'm like DYING to know what happens!

Dyrne-Faemne: I think that he was in such a rush to protect everyone, that he forgot the bullets (yeah, that I what I am going with, lol) Yes, if it had been a female bigfoot, it would have been a COMPLETELY different story, Hehe. I love the interaction between the brothers, it is probably why I am so obsessed with this show!

Supernaturalfan0718: I love warm fuzzies too! I hope I updated soon enough!

Mistro and Daquiri: Don't worry, I would never hurt our boys… to much. Muhahaha (jkjk)… sorry about the rush-ness, I tried not to rush this one. Don't worry about Hilary, I, I mean she, isn't that big of a part for the rest of the story, just wanted to put it in there, because KatieMalfoy19 wanted some Dean angst. I territorial too, lol, don't worry, your not alone.

Did you guys see that I named the chapters? You guys like them? I was bored, and didn't know what else to do, so I did that. (A/N: chapter 10 is named An Ass is Saved In This One in reference to that story or poem (don't know if it is a story or a poem) A Hero Dies in this One)

This chapter is very very short, but I am back in school now (cries) so I don't know how much I am going to be able to write. 8th grade is SO annoying! So if I don't write for a while, I'm not dead, and I didn't ditch you, but I might not be back for a little while.

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"Dean, come here for a minute, please?" Sam asked, raising a weak hand to get his brother's attention.

"Yeah, what's up? What do you need?"

"No, I don't need anything, I just need to tell you something."

"Sam, you already told me you love me, I get it."

"No, no that. Dean, we really need to get this people out of here, but I know I am holding you back. Bring them down the mountain, and then come back for me," Sam said, his eyes unfocused.

"You're joking, right? Sam there is no way I could EVER leave you here by yourself. Don't even say that."

"But Dean-" Sam begged.

"No, Sam, it's not happening. End of conversation." He got up and prepared to leave his brother's side, but he tripped over a lump on the floor, and fell back to his knees.

"Haha," Sam laughed, sounding incredibly drunk. His fever was now at 103.7 and was causing him to be nearly delusional.

Dean didn't respond, he just stared at the lump under the carpet. Looking around, Dean discovered that the carpet was not a permanent one, just a rug thrown over the wood floor. Also, the rug only covered the area under the chair Sam had claimed. He ran his hand over the bulge and nearly gasped in surprise. "It's a hinge."

"What?"

"It's a hinge. Under the carpet there is a hinge. Sam get up for a-," Dean looked at his brother, "Scratch that. Here, let me help you up. We're going to go sit in that chair now, ok?"

"But, Dean, I like it by the fire," Sam whined. He leaned heavily on his brother and his head lolled to the side as he was helped to his feet.

"You can sit back down in a second, but I just want to check something." The elder Winchester was beginning to worry at how high Sam's fever was climbing. He was so weak and spoke mostly nonsense. Even though he would never admit it, in the back of his mind Dean knew that if he didn't get his brother to a hospital soon, he himself would become an only child.

Bringing his attention back to the lump on the ground, Dean plopped his brother down into the nearest chair and pushed the chair and rug off of the mysterious bulge.

What he saw took his breath away.

It was a trap door with the two of the sweetest words in the world written on it:

Emergency Exit

(rolls carpet back over it. "oh, that's nothing" walks away) jkjkjkj

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So, as I said before, I might not be back for a while, but I wanted to leave you with some hope. Don't miss me too much! See you guys later!