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Title: Fight For Survival

Chapter Title: Chapter Nine

Set After: Future Consequences

Summary: Sequel to Future Consequences. Everyone knows Sam's dreams come true one way or another. But this time he had a dream about his own death, and Dean's determined to keep it from happening.

Warnings: Typos, most likely… I type fast and don't look back… sorry!

Dean's eyes went wide in fear. "C'mon, Sam, breath for me."

After Dean had realized his brother wasn't breathing, he had set him down on the ground and had used endless ideas to try to get his brother to breath. He tried to pump is chest, which made Sam hit him, since the youngest was still awake (it hurt him, obviously); he tried to move Sam's had at a certain angle, but that just caused his head to hurt, and then Dean told him to exhale, which caused air to go out, but none to come back in. Now Sam was laying on the ground, his pulse quickly dropping.

"Anna, you need to give Sam mouth-to-mouth!" Dean yelled, looking over at her.

Anna was backed up against the wall, looking terrified. She wouldn't move, and she was barely breathing herself, obviously in unrealized sympathy for Sam. As Dean suggested this, her eyes went wide, and she quickly shook her head.

"Anna -!"

"What if I kill him?" Anna asked, backing up more against the wall, which really did seem impossible.

Dean rolled his eyes. "Anna, if you don't do this he'll die. Killing him is the least of your problems."

"Dean -!"

"Anna!" Dean yelled, looking up at her. "Please!"

"I can't!" Anna said, slowly sliding down the rocky wall. "Dean, I can't."

Dean sighed, then looked back at Sam. He shook his head. "Fine." He then leaned down closer to Sam, who quickly pushed his brother away. "Suck it up, Sam. You'll die if I don't do this." Sam looked at Dean for a moment, thinking about it, then closed his eyes tightly. Dean sighed, looking disgusted. "I can't believe I'm doing this… again."

"Wow. Hott," Anna said from the ground, peaking around Dean a bit to get a better look. She was obviously calming down again, because one brother 'kissing' the other seemed to be peaking her interest in the whole 'Sam can't breath' thing.

After a few moments, and a few breaths, Dean pulled back as Sam coughed, his breathing returning in the form of low wheezing.

"That's it, Sammy… Just breath." Dean looked over at Anna. "He needs a hospital.

Anna stood up and walked over to the two, nodding. "Alright, how do we get him there?"

Dean raised his eyebrows, standing up as well, bringing Sam along for the ride. "'We'? Anna, I think I can carry him on my own." Anna looked offended at this, but Dean just ignored it and turned to Sam. "Can you walk if you lean on me?" Sam nodded and swung an arm around Dean's shoulder, and Dean motioned for Anna to go ahead of them with his head.

Anna sneered at Dean and walked ahead of the two, her arms crossed. She immediately started mocking Dean quietly. "'Anna, I think I can carry him on my own.' 'Anna, you're only a girl, who can't help carry him.' 'Anna, why don't you just walk in front of us?' 'Anna --'"

"Anna, shut up," Dean said, mocking her voice as she mocked him. Anna looked back at him and glared. "Are there any hospitals close?"

Anna was about to snap at Dean when she looked at Sam, who was still wheezing, barely getting in any air. She sighed, nodding. "Yeah, there's one a couple of blocks from here."

"Alright," Dean said, nodding. "We need to move fast."

Dean walked into the hospital room, watching as the nurses left after having set Sam up. Sam had a tube up his nose helping him breath and an IV in his arm, plus some other wacko equipment to make sure his heart was still pumping the way it shoulder.

Sam looked up and smiled slightly when he saw his brother. Dean was happy; Sam seemed to be breathing just fine now. "Hey, Dean, wanna do me a favor?"

Dean walked in further and sat down in the chair next to Sam's bed. "What?"

"Want to go buy me some Listerine?" Sam asked, grinning.

Dean rolled his eyes. "Haha. Sam, you know as well as me that Anna was freaking out, and if someone didn't get you to start breathing again you'd be dead right now."
Sam nodded, smiling slightly. "Yeah, I know. But the other time when you did it? I was passed out. This time?" Sam shuddered slightly.

Dean smirked, then pretended to look hurt. "God, Sam, I always thought I was a person people enjoyed making out with. You've hurt my spirit." He grinned when Sam shuddered again. "Get over it. It's not a big deal."

Sam nodded. "I know, I'm over it. It's just… odd. Your mouth was --"

"Yeah, yeah, I know, Sam," Dean said quickly. "Believe me, I know. No need to go into details there."

"Dean, thanks," Sam said suddenly.

"For what?" Dean asked, raising his eyebrows slightly in confusion.

"For saving me; for not letting Jess kill me; for understanding… for not pushing anything down there…" Sam smiled slightly at his brother, then looked down at his hands.

"Alright, let's take this one at a time, shall we? First off, I wouldn't have let you die. I guess that's second, too, huh…? Alright, thirdly: Sam, if what happened to you there happened to me I'd want you to understand too. I'd want you to respect what happened to me. So I was just doing what I would have expected." Dean smirked slightly, rolling his eyes. "There's no need to thank me."

"If it weren't for you I would have died a long time ago," Sam said, looking up at his brother.

Dean shrugged. "Well, that goes both ways. Not a big deal." He then stood up. "You should get some rest."

"You're leaving?" Sam asked, watching his brother's movements. He furrowed his brow, looking a bit disappointed.

"I'm just going down the hall. If you need me press the nurse's button and they'll page me," Dean said, shrugging. "Alright?"

Sam nodded, looking back down at his hands. "Yeah, alright," he said quietly.

Dean groaned in frustration and sat back down in the chair. "Fine, I'll stay." He couldn't help the smile tugging at the corners of his mouth when Sam looked up at him and smiled.

There came a knock at the door, and the two looked over. Anna was standing there, looking restless. "Hey guys. Mind if I interrupt?"

Dean looked a bit annoyed. "Actually --"

"No, not at all," Sam said, cutting his brother off. He smiled at Anna as she walked in the room. "I thought you were at home already?"

Anna nodded, sticking her hands in her back pockets. "I was. Then I decided that I needed to be here with you, to make sure you were okay." She walked around the bed and sat down in the other chair. She looked over at Dean and smirked. "Hey, Dean."

Dean rolled his eyes, ignoring her. He grabbed the remote and turned on the TV, leaning backwards.

"Dean, I think they need you to fill out a few more forms," Anna said causally, glancing at the TV. Dean looked over at Anna, obviously not believing what she said. He looked back at the TV, and Anna shrugged. "Alright, but when they kick your brother out and he dies don't come whining to me."

"Bitch," Dean muttered, getting up from the seat. "Sam, I'll be right down the hall." When his brother nodded he left the room, but not after giving Anna a quick glare.

"Well, now that he's gone…" Anna said slowly, turning to Sam. "Jess tried to kill you. Over her yet?"

Sam laughed, looking away from Anna for a moment. He shook his head in disbelief. "You don't give up, do you?"

Anna grinned, shrugging. "Nope. But you didn't answer my question, pretty boy."

Sam smiled. "Anna, Jess just wants me to be with her again. I understand that; I wish she were here too. I don't blame her for… well…"

"Trying to kill you?" Anna smiled sadly, nodding. "Sam, you're a great guy, with great dreams and abilities and all that jazz. Why don't you let anyone see the real you?"

Dean cursed softly as he headed back to the room; Anna was fine at first, yet, but that girl was getting on his last nerve. She was turning out to be a bitch who would hit on his brother the next moment then be willing to watch him die the next… Who did that?

Dean halted just before the door as he heard Anna and Sam talking inside the room.

"Sam, you're a great guy, with great dreams and abilities and all that jazz. Why don't you let anyone see the real you?" Anna had asked.

Dean could hear Sam breath a sigh. "Because I can't."

"Why not?" Anna asked, sounding a bit angry. Oh, please. She was just mad that Sam was still stuck up on Jessica.

"Because of what Dean and I do, Anna. We're never in the same place longer than we need to be; there's no time to just sit and chat with people, getting to know them and letting them get to know you. It'll ruin you in the end."

"What about Dean? Do you let him see the real you?"

Sam was silent for a moment. "Mostly," he said quietly. "I know that Dean won't judge me, Anna. I mean, he teases me about things, but he accepts me for who I am. He's my brother… He's only ever tried to change me into one thing he wanted in the past: a hunter; and that was for my own protection."

Dean waited for a moment, listening. The two were silent, then finally Anna spoke.

"Yeah… Well, you know what, Sam? I'd be willing to travel with you. We can share ourselves with each other."

Dean heard Sam chuckle slightly. "Anna, you have school."

"So did you."

"We're four years apart."

"That won't matter when you're a hundred and I'm ninety six."

Sam laughed, and Dean could practically see his little brother shaking his head. "Anna, I couldn't rip you from your life like that. It sucks, I know."

Anna sighed. "Yeah, I guess you're right. But it's a nice dream, right?"

"Yeah, it is. It's a great dream."

Dean waited for a moment, then entered back into the room. He narrowed his eyes at Anna. "They didn't want me to sign anything."

"Oh, really, my mistake," Anna said, smiling innocently. She shrugged.

Dean rolled his eyes and sat down in the chair next to Sam. "Sam, do you want to stay here?"

The question caught Sam off guard, and he looked startled. "What?"

"You heard me," Dean said, crossing his arms. He looked over at the TV, which Sam and Anna had kept on.

"Dean, why would I want to stay here?" Sam asked, staring at his brother like he was crazy. Dean then looked over at his brother, at Anna for a minute, then back as his brother, expecting an answer. "You need me."

"Um… you guys talk about this, I'm gonna go get a soda or something," Anna said before leaving the room quickly.

The two boys watched her leave for a moment, then Dean looked back at his kid brother. "So does she."

Dean: Wait, you're ending it there?

Haley: Yes, yes I am. I need to talk to two reviewers before I end, tho. Cassi: No, no, Bugs isn't the major 'Big Brother Dean Mode'. It's big, yes, but not major. The Journey Home and Bloody Mary are the ones that rank high on my list. Okay, now Alyssa43: I know, right? It said that they didn't have an air day yet. So I was like 'Uh uh… They're gonna take a break after Tuesday's eppy, aren't they?' I'm freaking out now! Anyway, thanks to everyone else for reviewing.

Sam: Haley --

Haley: Sorry, gotta go!

Dean: Haley --

Haley: Bye!