HermioneWeasley28: lol, ned more, lol that took me so long to get that you ment need more because I was like really tired when I read it.

Dawn N: omg, it's you! I read some of your stories and I LOVE them! I'm so happy that you like my story (soon to be plural, it I could just get them down the stupid mountain, lol), too!

Dyrne-faenme: NO, do shoot, or you will never know what happens! But I have to comment on everyone, or else I feel bad. What, hey I'm the writer here, I want some cookies! Give them back Dean!

Whimseyrhodes: muhahaha, I am a creepazoid, lol. No, but sammy loves me, even if I do beat him up a little, DON'T KILL ME!

KatieMalfoy19: lol, don't throw your tv, then you won't be able to watch supernatural tonight!

Mistro and Dariqui: Call of the mob, I posted again! I'm sorry, I have an evil side that just kind of gets away from me sometimes, lol. I like your ending, but I'm sorry, it didn't turn out that way, you'll see. At least now I will make it to see scarecrow!

Michelle P.: Poopy, I can't comment on you, because, well you will see why when you read this, but I swear I will write to you in the next chapter.

Jana: lol, I'm hurrying, I'm hurrying. Glad your liking it!

Anothertragicase: Yeah, someone just told me in on the last chapter, lol, I'm so stupid, lol. Thanks for commenting!

Ghostwriter: As long as you promise you won't attack me, I will put down my weapon, lol.

Ashlyns: Yes, sadly someone dies in this chapter. Well, hopefully they won't attack me after this one, puts down weapon

Othravenslyr: I am just so good at putting on happy endings! Lol. Which part am I redundant? (I want to know so I don't do it again)

Kaewi: I like to keep the reader guessing, lol.

I have just finished writing this chapter and the tears are still falling off my face. Please do kill me for this chapter, because it really came from my heart. My little puppy just got hit by a car yesterday, so I was in a really sad mood. Well, anyway, just tell me if you liked it ok?

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The eldest Winchester landed with a thud as he landed on the rocky ground. Mounds of dirt pounded on his body from the collapse. Finally, when the dust started to clear, Dean tried to lift himself off the ground, only to discover his legs were trapped under an enormous mound of dirt. "At least it feels like nothings broken."

He managed to get himself turned on his back and sit up. He looked around.

Laid out before him was a wall of dirt so high that it completely blocked the path he had been trudging down only seconds ago. As he looked straight up, sunlight burned his darkly adjusted eyes. Light snow was falling into the tunnel though the newly formed hole.

Finally, Dean realized that he was no longer gripping the bag handle. Panicking, his eyes darted around the room, looking for any hint of his brother. "How did I let go of the handle!" Dean screamed at himself.

But it wasn't his fault. Dean could remember the strong pulls coming from the other side of the 'stretcher', how strongly he had tugged, but the handle was ripped away from him as the rest of the group tried to protect Sam, too.

The group! Where were they? Were they on the other side of this blockade, or were they under it…

A small cry interrupted Dean from his growing horror. Searching around, he saw a hand sticking out from a pile of rubbish. When he squinted really hard, Dean saw the outline of a body, lightly covered with dirt.

Dean maneuvered his body so he could pull his sleeping legs free. After crawling over, he dug the figure out of the dirt, only to discover it was Josh.

But that wasn't the only thing Dean found out. Josh was shaking.

And covered in blood.

"Dean…" said the youngest member, coming to consciousness.

"Hey, yeah, I'm right here." Dean nearly gagged and had to hold back tears as he realized that a jagged stone had skewered his friend a little to the right of his sternum. Feeling under Josh's back, Dean discovered that it went all the way through.

Josh lifted his hand to the wound and shuttered as he realized how bad it was. He lifted his shaking hands so he could see them, letting out a sob at the red reside now dyeing them crimson.

"I guess," he stuttered, lightly laughing and sobbing at the same time, "I guess I won't get to get my message to my sister." A tear slid gently down his cheek, yet a bitter-sweet smile stayed on his face.

"Don't say that," Dean said, looking at the 20 year old young man, for once unsure of his words, "You're going to be fine."

"Save… it," Josh whispered between labored gasps.

"Can you,… Can you… tell her… for me?"

At this, a tear ran down Dean's face, leaving its trial. "Josh, don't say that-"

"Dean, please." A trembling hand grabbed Dean's. "Her name is Maggie, Maggie Harding. She's in Phoenix, you can find her number in the emergency contacts back at the climbing-."

They we're interrupted by a yell.

"DEAN! JOSH!" Grayson Mart's voice rumbled though the cave.

"Grayson! We're on the other side of the mound. Is everyone ok?" By this, he meant "Did Sam make it?"

"Yeah, everyone is fine! Sam is unscratched!" Dean let a tear of joy follow his other on, leaving a trail of its own and let out an long sigh.

"We're coming over!" Grayson yelled.

"OK," then he turned back to Josh, "See they are coming over, every this is going to be fine."

"Dean…," Josh whispered, weakly shaking his head, "I'm not… making it out… of this tunnel. Call my… sister for… me?"

"I will buddy, I swear I will."

More tears left their paths on both of their faces. Josh began to shake harder, and Dean knew that he was leaving him.

Not knowing what else to do, Dean pulled his trembling body into a hug and held him tight.

Moments later the shaking stopped, and Dean heard something he would never forget. It came from the tiny mouth of Josh as barely a whisper along with a small laughing cry. It was the last thing he did before leaving the living behind.

"Kill that bastard."