Dean tapped his foot impatiently on the hospital floor. He had been hear for over an hour waiting to hear form the doctor who was treating Sam. He paced back and forth stoping olny when the lady behind the counter rapidity told him to calm down and that Sam was in good hands. And now here he was waiting for, hopefuly, good news.

The doctors had asked so many questions that it made his head spin, questions like how long was he out and Did he fall into the nearby by lake ect . Dean had decided not to answer these questions because with the answers he would give they'd probably put him in some crazy house or something. Damn what was taking so long? he was about to get up and start pacing again when a doctor walked up to him.

"Mr. Winchester?" Dean practically shot out of his chair. "Whoa easy son your brothers going to be fine."

The doctor then held out his hand."Hi I'm Dr. Green , your brother needed a few stitches and he had a bad concussion, plus a bad case of hypothermia, but with in a couple of days he should be fine." "He might get a headache once in a while so he shouldn't over exert himself after he checks out." Dean listened intently and sighed with relief when he found out their was nothing seriously wrong with his brother.

"Can I see him?" He asked anxious to see for himself that his brother was really okay.

The doctor smiled and said."Of cores but only for a few minutes he needs to rest." Dr. Green then led the way to Sam's room.


Dean woke with a start he looked around, a little confused, where was he? Then the steady beep of a hart monitor reached his ears. Oh right he was in the hospital or at least Sam was. He rubbed a hand through his hair and sighed, he must have fallen asleep in the chair next to Sam's bed. He looked at his watch 6:00am it read. He yawned and stretched finding now that a blanket had been draped over him probably by a nurse. He took it off and looked over at Sam. Last night he looked as pale as a ghost now he looked more so like himself. A bandage covered his stitched forehead and bruise could be seen covering the area. Dean sighed again more so out of anger for himself, why hadn't he gotten his lazy ass out of the car and helped Sam with the flat they supposedly had?

Dean would have been more then happy to punch the wall right now but he didn't feel like dealing with a sprained wrist and having to pay for any damage he might cause. He might as well figure out when he could bust Sam outta hear. He stopped just before he walked into the hallway. Two men were whispering harshly to each other and he immediately recognized Dr. Green's voice. He sounded frustrated and angry. The other man sounded afraid stressed and angry at the same time and Dean listened intently to what the men had to say.

" I'm telling ya Mark its all the same their must be something goin on at Lantern's lake Timmy must be look'n for revenge..."

" Stop talking nonsense Huns your starting to sound crazy just because this happened to three other kids dose not mean their related in any way to your son.."

" My son would never commit suicide his death was no accident someone must have killed him and he wants.."

"Revenge! ya Huns I know you've been saying that for weeks now your son is dead anyway all those other kids died form sever hypothermia this one didn't so there's no possible way in any shape or form that your son has anything to do with this, hes dead got it! NOW GET OUT."

The sound of someone walking away angrily reached Deans ears and he waited a moment not wanting to come face to face with an angry doctor.Then he casually looked around the corner finding no one there he stepped out into the hall way. Okay now that was wired he thought shuffling his feet as he walked. Lets see...a possible murder an encounter with a ghost and a man who said his son wanted revenge, sounded right up their ally.


Timmy must have been the ghost that had attacked Sam. Dean thought sipping a hot cup of coffee while sitting next to Sam's bed. He sighed this was so much easier with Sam around he glanced at his watch 10:00am it read and Sam still hadn't woken up. The doctor said it would take a while for him to wake but Dean was getting worried, should it take this long? At that moment a groan of pain came form Sam's bed. Dean quickly set his coffee down and put his full attention on his younger brother who had maneged to open his eyes.

"Dean?" He whispered.

" Hey bro how ya feeling?" Dean asked putting on his best I'm not worried smile(At least not that worried).

"What happened?" He asked his voice a little stronger.

"Lets just say Casper decided not to be so friendly." Dean replied. Sam looked at him for a moment the scenes of the night before flashed through his minds eye.

"Dean it warned me...us, not to interfere." Sam said meeting Deans eyes head on.

"Well first I gotta bust you outta here then will figure out what the hells goin on." Dean said half smiling.

"Will they let me leave?" Sam asked already knowing the answer.

"They'd better." Dean replied smiling mischievously.


A/N Okay not the best chapter in the world but its something hope you liked it at least a little bit and don't worry Dean will find some way to get Sam out...hopefully in an nonviolent way Smiles