KatieMalfoy19: I love sensitive Dean, too. I was like crying when I made him cry over Josh.

Akasha617: I loved writing about how Dean was being emotional too! I am SO with you, I LOVE THESE BOYS! I mean, who doesn't!

Dryne-Faemne: Very tasty! Why thank you! I think that you are one of the only people that wished me happy birthday, thank you!

Ghostwriter: Thank you! Oh, that is ok, I know what you mean, it is hard to balance school with supernatural, but supernatural totally rules all, jkjk! Just comment when you can and I will be happy!

Mistro and Daquiri: Ha, I have stumped you! Jkjk, Yeah, I was going to write this big long thing about how they couldn't get out(I actually have it saved on my computer), but I didn't know how to get them out and I just wanted to get to some to some ass kicking, lol.

Soon to be world renown grace: Ha, that is ok, you have a very funny computer, lol. Thank you for your gracious compliments! I feel so old, in a good way, lol. Thank you for wishing me happy (belated) birthday, lol.

Michelle P.: Thank you, it actually was harder than I thought it would be. I bet if you tried, you would be great at writing a death, (nothing mean meant by that, really, it is a pure compliment) I have answered some of your questions, but some are still unanswered, muhahaha!

Ashlyns: Yes, poor baby Josh! tear, tear I hate it too! Don't worry, it will get what is coming to it.

Lara2sd: Yeah! I have a new reader/reviewer! Welcome! I am glad that you like my story!

Othravenslyr: (just to tell you, I don't even have to look at your name to know how to spell it now, lol) I felt that I really had to focus on josh because that is how real life would really go, and I am trying to make this as real as possible, you kindda have to with a show named "Supernatural" lol. I'm glad you liked it.

Anamalia-fear: THAT WOULD BE SOO COOL! Omg, I can only imagine! SAM AND DEAN UP CLOSE AND HUUUGGEEE! Lol great idea!

SamDean: Yay! I have a new reader/reviewer! I am SO happy you like it!

The impenetrable

"Quick, hand me the gun!" Dean screamed. He put down his end of the stretcher and quickly and gently as possible, the others following suit.

"Here!" Hilary yelled, tossing him the shotgun.

Dean thought of everything bad that had happened on this mountain as he snatched the weapon out of thin air. Sam getting hurt, Dean thinking that his little brother was going to die, Dean begging for his own life, and, of course, Josh dying.

Ever since they were little, Dean had never gotten emotionally involved in hunting. It was just using his skills. Learning Latin, vanquishing spirits, firing guns. But this time it was different, this time the beast had messed with people he cared about. This is why at that moment he cock that gun with so much emotion and passion, his hands shook. A tear of anguish rolled down his cheek as he let out small yell of fervor.

"This is for all those people you hurt, for Josh, AND for my little brother!" Dean took a shot, narrowly missing the target and hitting the stomach.

Dean cocked the gun again, prepared to shot, but gasped when the gun was whipped out of his hand, his tumbling body falling after it from the hit.

He landed with a painful thud and lay in the snow unmoving, to exhausted and sick of being injured to move. "Aww, come on, I SO had him!"

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"Quick…hand… me… my… gun!" The voice was foggy and far away, but even still, Sam could tell it was his brother.

"Dean?" He fought his way through the darkness, looking for his brother.

Suddenly he saw a slit of light and ran towards it.

He opened his eyes just in time to see his brother get smacked with the gigantic hand of the big-foot. "Dean!" He whispered in his best attempt at a scream.

Everything was in a deep fog, and there was black spots dotting Sam's vision, but he didn't care. He shook his sleeping appendages and began to crawl towards his fallen brother.

On the way there, he passed a figure that had been carefully laid in the snow. It was Josh. Sam only paused for a second to pay his respects, he knew he was dead. He could hear everything that was going on in the outside world, even when Dean cried that he had lapsed back into unconsciousness.

"Pussy," Sam thought, lovingly, all the while really thinking, "I love you, too, Dean."

With thoughts quickly entering his head with ideas of life without his brother, Sam raced to beat the monster to his brother. "20 feet, 10 feet, 5 feet!"

Finally he reached his brother's side, and was surprised to see the hazel eyes staring back at him.

"Sam," Dean said, grabbing his brother's face in his hands. "Your awake!" The utter euphoric tone in his voice was unmistakable. But he eyes darted quickly to the quickly approaching monster. "Sam! Get out of here, it's not safe!.

But Sam just smiled, too tired to reply. He laid across his brother, using his own body as a shield for him, and let the darkness over take him.

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"Sam! No! What are you doing!" Dean screamed, shaking the large form on top of him. But they youngest Winchester did not stir.

"Shit, Sam!" He struggled to get his dead weight of a brother off of him, but he didn't have the energy nor the time. The monster was approaching quickly.

For the second time in less than 48 hours, Dean felt completely helpless. Helpless to fight the monster, helpless to save those people, helpless to protect Sam, helpless to save himself.

Tear streamed from down his cheecks as he thought, "As least we'll be together."

As the monster neared, Dean vaguely wondered if he could reach the shotgun in time. He turned his head, looking around, only to discover that the weapon was no where in sight.

Finally, the big-foot reached them, bringing back a hand, prepared to swing.

Dean pulled his baby brother tighter to his body. He knew that that might have been the last living moments he ever spent with his brother, that that large hand might have broken all their bones and taken their lives away from them, and finally, that he would not be able to shield his baby brother. But Dean also knew that he could forever protect his brother with his love. That was an impenetrable force, as chick-flick moment as it sounded. So, with all of his knowledge, Dean told Sam one last thing.

"I love you, Sammy," he whispered.

"I love you, too," came the sleep-mumbled reply, but it was the most confident think Sam had ever said.

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HAHAHAHAH EVIL CLIFFY! Muhahahah! I laugh!

Sorry if the end was confusing. What I was saying that was, even though Sam was unconscious, he fought though the darkness, just so that his brother would know that he loved him (because, remember, Sam could hear everything his brother had said.) aww, cuteness!

I hope you guys don't hate me too much:D , ill try to update soon.