OK, I know what you are all thinking, where are the review replies? Well, it looks like I am going to have to do it manually because two people have told me (one nicely, one not so nicely) that it was against the rules and I don't want to get in trouble. I just want to thank Lonnie for warning me. I will reply to all the people that are anonymous here though, still.
Lara: Haha, yes as long as there is brotherly cuteness! Don't worry they will kill those bastards, I'll make sure of it, haha.
Yeah, want all my readers to read what this person said to me. Tell me if you agree or not:
Quan: My God you are such a kid. While your writing isn't half bad, your additions are childish. The review responses in every chapter...I'm not even sure if that's allowed...and the talking to your characters. Grow up honey.
Reply to 'Quan': Ok, 'Honey', first of all, I am a kid. Only 14 here. Second of all, this is my story, so I can talk to my reviewers if I want and to my characters. I know now from a nice reviewer that I am not allowed to post review responses so I'm not going too, but I am sure as hell that I will talk to Sam and Dean if I want to. You know, no one is making you read this, you really didn't need to write that review. Like really, what is your problem? If you haven't got anything nice to say, don't say it. not that hard. It is called common decency. If I had a mistake or something like that, you could have told me nicely and not in the bitchy way you did, and I would have totally accepted it. So, I don't know what your problem is, but I would appreciate it if you would just be quiet if you haven't got anything nice to say because frankly, I don't really care what you say if you are just going to be mean and literally say nothing constructive about my story.
OK, sorry other readers, just had to get that out
On with the story!
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"Why do you think that they couldn't get him in the hospital?"
Sam and Dean sat in the upholstery covered seats of Dean's newly purchased '69 Impala. They had left the institution a while ago, and now they drove down the interstate, looking for a cheap motel.
"No idea," Dean replied, "You?"
"Well, I'm not positive, but I think that I read something about how they Micovits were buried near the old apple orchard."
"And that is relevant how?"
"Because they cut down the old apple orchard and built the Institution."
"Greeeaaattt."
"Hey! Dean stop the car, we just passed a motel!" Sam yelled, looking at the crappy building they had just past.
Dean pulled a U-turn, making Sam grip the seat for dear life as they narrowly missed a large truck.
Dean stole a glance at his baby brother, who's eyes were wide with fear and knuckles white from his tight grip, and smirked.
"Nice, Dean, very nice! I appreciate that you saved me from those ghost, but it wouldn't do much good if you KILL ME in a car accident!" Sam yelled.
"Did you bring an extra pair of underwear, Sammy?"
"It's Sam, and no, I forgot to grab them while I was running from phychotic ghost doctors that were trying to kill me. Why?" said Sam, slightly irritable from the lack of sleep and stress.
"Well, Sam, me and you both know that you don't have the strongest bladder…" Dean said, smirking.
Sam just punched his arm, sarcastic hurt on his face, "Hahaha. Very funny." Then he mumbled, "Jackass."
"Butt wad."
"Butt wad, what the hell," Sam said, cracking up. The youngest Winchester didn't know why, but at that second 'butt wad' was the funniest damn thing he had ever heard, so, of course, he was going to laugh. He shook mutedly, gasping for air ever couple of seconds.
Dean silently congratulated himself with a smile on his face. He was keeping Sammy calm and happy. "Just keep his mind off it and he'll be fine."
The last thing he needed was for Sammy to have a panic attack. Dean was already worried enough about his little brother, with the god damn ghost after him, he didn't want having to be stressed out about panic attacks to add on to his troubles.
A snort with intensified laughter following broke Dean from his deep train of thought.
"Sam, you are such a loser."
But Sam just ignored him and kept laughing, and that was fine with Dean, for he too, was laughing, on the inside.
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"Dean, I think we have a winner," Sam said, his voice showing fake enthusiasm," This, by far, is the shittiest motel we have ever stayed in."
"Hey! Watch you language," Dean said, but a smile was still evident on his face as he lightly smacked his brother upside the head.
"This from the sailor himself," Sam mumbled, just loud enough for Dean to hear, earning himself another light smack.
"But you are right, this place is terrible. Sorry," Dean said, slightly ashamed that he couldn't provide for his brother better.
Sam could hear the distress in Dean's voice, "Although it may be the shi- crappiest, it is still the best."
"Yeah, Sammy, why is that?"
"Cause it's just you and me, Sam and Dean Winchester up against the world, no dad in sight, just the two of us."
"Yeah, Sammy, that'll be the day."
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"Dean," a scared voice called out, waking the teen from his slumber.
He mumbled something incoherent to his little brother and tried to go back to sleep.
"Dean, wake up, please." The fear in Sam's voice is what brought Dean back to consciousness.
For a second he thought that the Micovits were attacking again, so he whipped his salt gun out. When he saw that there seemed to be no apparent danger in the room, Dean turned to his brother. "What?" he snapped. Dean Winchester was not in the best of moods when someone cheated him out of much needed sleep.
"Can we turn the lights on?" Sam's tiny voice squeaked.
"What, Sammy?" Dean said, gentler as he slid out of the bed and flicked on the lights.
"Well, I don't want to sound like a baby, but I can't really sleep."
"Why?"
"Well-I- See- When the Micovits had nearly killed me, and you had to give me CPR, well all that time that I was passed out, everything was dark and cold. And I was scared, Dean. You weren't there, Dad wasn't there, and I didn't have anything to protect myself with. You probably think that I am a pussy now, right?"
Dean scoffed. Did his brother really think that he could act so heartless? "No, Sammy, I'll never think you are a pussy. You're the toughest 13 year old I know," he said, smirking.
"Oh, cause you know SOOO many 13 year olds, right? Sam said sarcastically, not showing his relief in what his brother had said.
"Shut up," Dean laughed with no heat behind the words.
"Dean, I changed my mind. I feel better now, I don't need the light."
"You sure?" Dean asked cautiously.
"Yup." But Sam was lying. He knew that he would still be terrified of the dark when the light went off, but he also knew that there was no way that Dean would be able to sleep with a light on, he would be up all night. So, he took one for the time, just as Dean had done many times for him.
"OK," Dean said, as he flicked off the switch. He slid into the warmth of his covers and closed his eyes.
He was nearly asleep when he heard something: a small whimpering coming from the other side of the room.
Dean knew in the pit of his stomach that Sam was still scared, but he knew that he, himself, would get no sleep with a light on.
So he did the only other thing he could think to comfort his brother: he slipped out of the bed.
The mattress' springs cried under Deans weight as he slid on top of them.
"Dean! What are you doing?" Sam asked, whipping around to face his brother who was currently lying down on Sam's bed.
"Look, I know that you aren't going to sleep tonight unless you feel safe and there is no way in hell that I am sleeping with a night light, so this is the only solution. I like it just as much as you do, so I suggest you just keep you mouth shut and go to sleep."
Sam just laughed, it was all he could do. He turned back around so his back was to Dean and snuggled up closer against the warm body.
When he was finally comfortable and drifting off to sleep, a slight whisper interrupted him.
"Sam," Dean said, nudging him, "this never, ever leaves this room. Ever. Got that?"
"Good night, Dean."
Sam thought his brother had ignored him and was almost asleep when he hear the slightest whisper.
"Good night, Sammy, I love you."
And then Sam felt a brisk kiss on the back of his head and he fell asleep, feeling forever save in the sanctuary of his brother's arms.
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haha, I know I know, it was another chapter of cuteness, I couldn't resist my self, haha
Another interview with Sam and Dean:
Hilary: Hello, again, guys! So, what are your comments on this chapter.
Dean: This story is like a chick flick with legs.
Sam: Aww, Dean, it is cute.
Dean: Yeah, to a girl, but Sammy, think about it. Me and you are currently sharing a bed.
Sam: Yeah, so what? I was scared. You did that when I was little. Remember when I got attached by those vampires one night and I couldn't sleep by myself so you slept with me?
Dean: SAM! You were never supposed to tell anyone about that! EVER!
Sam: (smiles sheepishly) Sorry.
Hilary: Hey! So I was right! I knew that you would do that for Sammy.
Sam: Ok, Hilary, I like your story, and I like you, but could you PLEASE not call me Sammy?
Dean: Yeah! Only I can call him that!
Hilary: Aww, please! I really like calling you that.
Sam: (sighs) well, ok.
Hilary: Yes!
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Hilary: OK, guys it is time to talk about that review by Quan.
Dean: OK, the girl/man is a bitch.
Sam: I agree
Hilary: Yeah, she really made me upset! I was near tears!
Sam: Aww, Hilary, don't let her/him get to you! They are idiots! (places hand on hilary's shoulder)
Hilary: (smiles and looks like she is in heaven)
Dean: Yeah, don't worry about them! If they bother you, tell me, I'll take care of 'em!
Hilary: Haha, that is ok. Leah aka leahblueeyes help me realize that I shouldn't let it bother me. Thanks Leah!
Sam: You guys like me and Dean right?
Hilary: Yes, please tell me if you like the convos at the end
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Hilary: Ok, well that's it. We'll see you next.. er- chapter I guess, haha, whenever that is. I hope you enjoyed the chapter! Bye!
Sam and Dean: Bye! (wave)
