HermioneWeasley28: Muhahaha! Yes, an evil cliff hanger, I just couldn't help myself. Ahh… I like am DYING to get out of middle school, but I also don't want to like pick my future yet. Because they are asking what classes I want to take and stuff.. but I don't know yet! So annoying!

Inuyashas' Plaything: Hahahah, EVIL CLIFFY! Hahaha! I am so mean! YES SAM AND DEAN FOREVER! They seriously need to start a club or something! YES I totally agree, they are the finest things I even ever seen in my LIFE!

Leahblueeyes: Hahaha, I have such a mean side. No, buy I only do it so they can have cute little brotherly moments after! I really do love them! Dean: OH great, it is one of those 'chick-flick moment' girls! God! Sam: Hey! I kindda like our chick flick moments! Well… sometimes… Dean: well I rather have you alive then have a stupid chick flick moment! Sam: Aww, Dean, you do care! Dean: Shut up, bitch Sam: Jerk me: see! See! I just made one!

Ghostwriter: Haha, I know he is so stupid! Jkjkjkjk! He had too much pride! Damn men an their stupid 'pride'!

Winchesterhaunt: haha, yes two chapters before, so you can't get mad at me for taking so long to update on this one! Haha, I am happy I give you something to do rather than listen to boring teachers, lol. I am also glad you are liking them so much!

Michelle P.: Hehe, I am so mean so Sammy! But I swear, it is only so they will have a cute brotherly moment afterward! Yes, I am also mean because I only let Dean spend like 30 minutes with his brother, muhahah!

Karmine: Yay! New reader/reviewer! I am so happy you are liking it!

JPFAN: Yes, yes poor Sammy! Evil ghost! Wait, are you sad because of the story or because of another reason? If it is another reason, I hope you resolved it and you are happy now! 

Eddy6401: Yeah! I mean really, where is the man when you need him! He is not a very good father! Yes, it is a very good thing, or Sammy would have probably already been dead by now.

Ahh, you didn't leave a name, but I think it might be kaewi… I think: Yes, he is SO vulnerable when he is is paralyzed! I have that soft spot too! Haha, we are such nice people, we like helpless, paralyzed people. Hehe, I do update pretty quickly… most of the time… haha (don't kill me) Yeah, I just had to put a Dean joke in there.

FireKumori Mage: Haha, yes, a cliffy! I am so evil! And so stupid! Ha, I thought it was a guy, haha, idiot! I will DEFINITELY check those out, thank you so much!

Happybear 2005: Hehe (sheepish smile) soo… you have met my evil side that leaves nasty cliff hangers… haha! Yes I believe I am reading the fanfiction that you are writing! I LOVE IT!

Kokomacalifornia: YAY! New reader/reviewer! Thank you so much for adding me to your 'highly recommended'! I feel so special! I am so glad you are liking it!

Mistro and Daquiri: Hey! There you are! I thought you left me for some other story! Haha Yes, I have left another evil cliff hanger! I know, I know, I am so mean! Yes, don't worry, dean will find him! I have the same exact guilty pleasure (we know each other too well, lol) Yes! He should have at least push 100! Jezz, pansy Dean! Haha, I get side track really easily too… I am suppose to be writing an English paper now… HEY! I can understand those 'unintelligible words'! GRR! Lol and yes, I still love you, too, (AND yes, I would hope that our 'relationship' was completely platonic, lol)

Teal-lover: I was going to have them get out, but I had to add some brotherly cuteness in there, lol. Yes! Where is stupid John! What in heavens name was he THINKING! Lol, moving into a house with this kind of history! IDIOT! Hmmmm… finding some way to get John beat up… I like it! lol

PowrRangrFreeek: Yay! I am happy you are liking it!

Renegade Noa: Yes, don't you just love my loverly cliff hangers, lol Yes, notice how long this chapter took? That is because I didn't have it typed out! I am glad you are liking it, hopefully this was quick enough!

FallenRose2517: haha! An evil cliff hanger! I am so mean, I know, lol I know this took a while, but hopefully I didn't take too long!

Ariel: Haha, yes, I make many mistakes, SORRY! My eyes just go right over them, I can't help it! it is so annoying! Hopefully you don't mind them that much! Yes… we both have a problem with leaving nasty cliff hangers, haha, we are so mean! Don't worry, I'll continue! I am glad you are liking it so much!

theFERAL-edge: YAY! It is you! I am so glad you are liking my story, because I just loved yours! Yes, I am evil, I know! I have a small problem with cliff hangers! Haha yay! Ten reviews a day, haha

I am SO sorry this took so long! I have been picking my stupid courses for high school! Grrr! So annoying! But, just so you guys know, I did have this typed out like yesterday, but my sister sold the computer, so I couldn't post it! Once again, so sorry, but I hope you still like it!

"Sam? Sammy!" Dean said, hopelessly swatting at the empty space in front of him, trying to fill the gaping hole in his heart.

"Oh, please god, no. Sam? Sam, come back! Sammy! Sammy, come back!" The sheer panic and horror was etched deeply in his voice. His little brother had been there seconds ago laughing at his brother's jokes, and yet he had disintegrated into nothing in a matter of moments.

"I have to find him!" he thought determined. "Where is he! Where is he!" Dean thought franticly. "The attic!"

Ignoring his pain, Dean jumped up and ran to the stairs. They creaked again as he sprinted up them. He counted each step as they passed under his fast moving feet.

One

Where is he?

Two

How could I let them get him like that?

Three

Oh, please god let him be up here.

Four

Why is it always Sammy?

Five

Everything happens to Sammy.

Six

Why did he go up in the attic in the first place?

Seven

Oh, Sammy, why were you so stupid.

Eight

I'm sorry I haven't been here for you lately.

Nine

I really am.

Ten

But please, just be up here.

Eleven

I don't know what I'd do if I lost you. You're all that matters to me.

Twelve

I know I don't say it.

Thirteen

But it's true.

Fourteen

So you have to be up here,

Fifteen

because I have to let you know

Sixteen

that no matter how I act,

Seventeen

no matter what I say,

Eighteen

no matter what I do,

Top

I love you, Sammy.

An almighty sob echoed through the small house as Dean reached the top step, for the eldest Winchester now stood at the top landing, staring into the vast emptiness of the attic.

There were no candles,

no sacrificial ring,

and, most importantly,

there was no Sammy.

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"NO! God damnit!" Dean screamed.

"How could he not be here? Where the hell else could he be?"

Dean was considering sitting down and beginning to sob again, like he had done before, but he fought the urge.

"Sam needs you. You're not going to help him by crying!"

So, he sprinted back down the steps.

"Where to look, where to look?"

Suddenly, Dean had the strangest feeling. It was as if he could sense Sam's presence. He had no idea how or why, but Dean knew his little brother was lying in the basement below his feet.

And so, for the millionth time that day, Dean took off sprinting.

His socks slipped against the sleek wooden floor as he tried to stop his fast moving velocity in front of the basement door. He found himself groping for the doorknob as he slid past the passage that lead to his brother.

Finally Dean managed to open the door and flung himself down the steps. He landed at the bottom, caught his balance and stared wide eyed at the scene before him.

Gloria Micovits had her hand lodged in his little brother's chest, which was unmoving. There was no blood; her hand seemed to pass through the skin, only doing damage on the inside.

"What are you doing! GET THE FUCK OFF HIM!" Dean screamed lunging at them.

"Your brother wasn't responding to treatment, it was time for him to go."

"Time for him to go? WHAT DID YOU DO TO HIM?" he yelled, taking out his salt gun.

"You a bad boy, too, aren't you? We'll be back," Estavan whispered. Then he and his wife disappeared.

Dean smirked at how easily they had left. "Wimps, aren't they Sammy?"

He didn't respond.

"Sammy?" he asked, spinning around. He looked at his little brother, who still lay on the ground, eyes closed.

"Sam?"

Again, there was no respond, not even a twitch.

In a matter of seconds, Dean was at the younger Winchester's side.

"Hey, Sammy, wake up," he said, shaking him. It was then that Dean realized the absence of a common movement: the rise and fall of Sammy's chest.

"Sam?" he asked slowly, shaking his brother roughly. "Oh my God," Dean cried.

"Sam? Sammy? You gotta wake up now Sammy! SAMMY? Oh shit, oh shit, oh my god, no! NO!"

The pain that Dean felt was worse then any he had gotten on any hunt. It was an inside hurt, one that couldn't go away with an Advil and bed rest. It was an gut-wrenching grief, one that tore him up inside. His body shook with the pain and lost. He felt like there was no reason to live. He had lost his brother, his best friend, his Sammy.

"NO! NO!" Why was this happening? Why did everything have to happen to the Winchester? What had they ever done to upset heathen Gods?

The tears streamed down Dean's face in a violent waterfall. He put his head gently to Sam's chest and discovered the lack of something else: a heartbeat.

This is what finally shook Dean from his horrified trance. "I can save him! I have to try!"

He tilted Sam's head back and began CPR on his little brother.

"One, one thousand,"-Come on Sammy-"Two, one thousand,"-You can do it man-"Three, on thousand,"-Don't do this to me, Sammy-"BREATH."

No reaction. Shit.

"One, one thousand,"-Sam, please, don't do this-"Two, one thousand,"-Don't leave me alone-"Three, on thousand,"-Sammy, I can't be alone-"BREATH."

No reply. God damnit, come on.

"One, one thousand,"-I can't do this without you-"Two, one thousand,"-Please, Sam don't leave me-"Three, on thousand,"-I need you-"BREATH."

He press on and on, but nothing happened, not the slightest movement. Oh my god.

"One, one thousand,"-Please, dear god-"Two, one thousand,"-Don't take Sammy away-"Three, on thousand,"-I love him-"BREATH."

A shaky breath filled the room, as if someone had come off a ventilator for the first time in weeks. But that wasn't the only sound. There was also sobs.

Of happiness.

"Sammy?" Dean asked the green eyes that were blinking back at him.

"Yup," he croaked.

"Oh, god." Dean pulled his brother into a hug for the second time this day. It was the strongest hug Dean had ever given Sam. It was not only protective, as many were, but caring, too.

After they had sat there for a while, Sam began to worry about his brother's mental state.

"Dean, you ok?"

"Perfect."

"Ok… You know, I'm not sure if I should be overjoyed or disgusted."

"Why? Over what?"

"Well, you just saved my life… by giving me CPR. You like just like… made out with me." At this, he made a fake barfing noise.

Dean gave him a little smack across the head, but didn't let him out of his deathly grip.

They sat for another two minutes, Sam's legs falling asleep, when the youngest Winchester had finally had enough.

"Dean, you planning on letting go anytime soon?"

"Nope."

Sam sighed, exasperated. Yet, although he was completely annoyed, he almost understood his brother's need to hold him. Sam remembered one hunt when he thought that Dean had been killed by a werewolf. It had been the most grieving experience he had ever been through. He had held his brother for hours, just to make sure he was still there.

Yeah, Sam understood.

And so, the Winchester's stayed sitting in their moldy basement, enveloped in each other's arms. Dean sat, feeling his baby brother's heart beat against his own, thanking God that he still had his baby brother.

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(not done yet, just so you guys don't have to ask)

YAY! No evil cliff hangers! And we got some brotherly cuteness!