Robbie the Phoenix: Yay! I am happy that you enjoyed your hug from Sam! I enjoyed mine too! Yes, we must cherish that day! I am also glad you liked the chapter! Don't worry, you will find out what happens this chapter.
Leahblueeyes: Haha, yes, you will get your hugs at the end! Don't worry! I am so happy that you are "LOVING IT!" YES! WE MUST SAVE SAM! (grabs another shovel and helps dig)
Kaewi: Yes! You were first in line! That is because you review first! Lucky duck! Yes, hehe cliff hanger, I am so evil! AND I left you guys for like 2 weeks! I am so mean. Yes, it would be TERRIFYING to be buried alive. (shudders also)
Applegrape8910: HOLD YOUR HORSES! Don't worry! I save him! I did! See! Look! Read! I saved him! WAIT! I have a FERARI! YAY! WAIT! YOUR BURNING IT? WHAT ARE YOU DOING! STOP! NOOOOO!
Katiemalfoy19: Hey Katie. Yes, I think that we all hope that Dean gets there on times! Well, of course you can have another hug, but just don't tell anyone else! Jkjk, everyone is going to get another one.
Elle Knight: I am so happy you are liking my story! And that you decided to review! Or course you can have a hug!
HermioneWeasley28: Um.. hehe! Whoops! I know I took so long to update! Don't kill me!
CharliePace1983: Haha, yes, I leave mean cliffie! And THEN I take for ever to update! Haha. Don't worry, you will find out what happens this chapter. Yes, being buried alive does scare MANY people, including me.
Kylie: Yes! Poor Sam! yay! You got a hug! WAIT! No! you got TWO hugs! That makes you extra special!
Ghostwriter: Haha, sorry, Dean kicked no butt in this story! Sam killed 'em first! I hope you still like it, even with out the butt kicking!
Sparks Diamond: Hey! I am so happy you like my story! That you for reviewing and sorry for taking so long!
Aussie: yay! I am glad that you like my story! YES SAM RULES! ALL! Haha I am so with you on that. Thanks for reviewing!
Mistro and Daquiri: OMG! I HAVEN'T UPDATED IN A WHILE! I had to LOOK to see how to spell your name! I haven't done that in like a bazillion years! Oh! It is absolutely fine that you didn't review on chapter 9! I know what it is like to be busy, hence my taking two weeks to update… haha. Yes, I am glad that the Quan thing is over! Yes! You are the only one that said anything about them sneaking away for each other! I guess only a TWAJ member could recognize it, lol. I loved writing about Dean looking for his car and Sam, brotherly cuteness with comedy! Haha, and the 5 mph part was fun to. OF COURSE YOU GET YOUR HUGS! I'll do them at the end! IMPALA COOKIES? I WANT ONE! Lol and now on to chapter 10. Yes, I thought it would be like dean to hot-wire the truck. Haha, yes, I picture I will be JUST like Sam when I finally start to learn how to drive. Yes! I was very proud of Sam for getting the match in the coffin! YES AND HOLY CLIFFIES BATMAN (omg, my science teacher says HOLY TIME WARPS BATMAN all the time!) SAM GOT BURRIED! (gasp) and yes, we all know Sam is ok, but it is still fun to pretend you don't know. And then we all love the click flick moment afterwards! Haha and Dean's comedy! But this time it isn't Dean's comedy… heh you'll see… Haha, I am glad you like the argument at the end! It was so fun to write! OMG! YES! GET AS MANY PEOPLE AS YOU CAN INTO TWAJ! Tell both Mistro and… AH! Who else did you ask me about! Well.. anyway, tell both of them that we NEED them in the group! Yes, I will definitely tell you before I admit people into the group and we will make sure that they fit the criteria… when we make the criteria… lol. Hah I think that my response was longer than the chapter, lol. I hope you like the last chapter!
Joou Himeko Dah: Hey! It wasn't my fault that more people asked for Sam… lol. I am glad you like the hug! Yes, people have told me of the imfamous "impala cookies!" I want one! Haha!
Bluy: Haha, yeah, sorry aabout the shortness, but this one is nice and long… and then end… lol thanks for reviewing!
Lara: Yes, we all hope that Dean gets to Sammy on time! Sorry for taking so long to update! I am glad that you like the chapter!
Rockstarhobbit: Wait what: SAM! Gah. Dean darn well better get to him soon, so he doesn't die (which he will because Dean is definitley the better one). NO! Sam doesn't DIE! Lol YES! I definitely have Taphephobia too! I was like shuddering when I wrote this chapter! Sorry if I freaked you out! But I am glad you still like it!
Dean's girl:… well…. You can have one…. But it would have been nicer if you said something about story too….
Dreema Azaleia Wingblade: Yes, I buried Sam alive! I'M SORRY! Lol. Yes, you can have another hug. Lol I will tell Sam that you love him!
Michelle P.: YES! Poor Sam! And evil me! (laughs evilly) Dean's hurrying! Oh! Oh, no! Don't worry! Sam isn't burning, he fell NEXT to the flames, but they didn't burn him! But he is being buried alive! So be scared! BOO! Hah lol… yeah… toooo much sugar
He's No Angel: Haha, sorry, I am I big fan of the cuddles. Umm… not much action in this chapter, hehe sorry! Yes! I am glad that whole stupid Quan thing is over! Yeah, I don't know… they were… different… lol AND A GUY! Lol Thanks for the support! Don't worry, I'll continue! One dean hug, coming up! At the end!
Happybear 2005: AW! DON'T CRY! You can have a hug! At the end of the story! Look! There will be one waiting for you! Lol
Kokocalifornia: Yes, the car is still intact but Dean better hurry or Sammy won't be!
Pmsdevil01: Yes, sorry for the shortness! This chapter is nice and long! Yes, that would be SO cool if they could ACTUALLY hug us (stares off into space in dreamy state) too bad that will never happen
PowrRangrsFreeek: Yay! I am glad that you liked the chapter! And the interview!
Mimifoxlove: MUHAHAH! Evil cliffie! Sorry for the long wait!
Trapped Rabbit: Yes, poor Sam!
Livy:
Hey! I am glad that you like my story! HAHHAHA! I love you
opinions! (this is my opinion(s):
Quan should be eaten by a
Wendigo
Your conversations with Dean and Sam are hilarious! i love
them, don't stop writing them!) HAHAH! I was dying of laughter! Thank
you for your support! And the wonderful review!
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okkk… so I bet you all are about to kill me, but it isn't my fault! I have been working diligently on my history project so I couldn't write! I'M SORRY!
HOLY CRAPOLA! CAN YOU BELIEVE THIS STORY IS OVER ALREADY? Yes, people, sadly, this is the last chapter! And it's on a TUESDAY! Well, hopefully it will make up for the lack of a new episode this week! I just wanted to thank you all for reading and reviewing! It means so much to me! I hope to see you all if/when I write another story!
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"A Dodge! I just had to get a Dodge!"
Dean Winchester pushed with all his weight down onto the accelerator, the speedometer edging towards the trucks top speed of 110. The engine wined, begging him to slow down.
But he would not.
He had to get to Sam. He had to. And fast.
Dean could feel in his gut that something was wrong with his little brother. Sam was scared; he was wondering where Dean was, praying for his brother.
Finally Dean saw the sign for the institution. He stomped on the brakes, narrowly making it into the driveway.
He got the car slowed down till 15 mph, snapped out the keys, and jumped out the door, not even waiting for the car to stop completely.
He slightly cringed as he heard the sound of metal on metal as the car gently collided with the fence, but it only lasted a second before he was off and sprinting at his top speed.
He whipped out his own copy of the map where Gloria and Estavan had been buried and ran toward the spot.
Soon the tiny grave sight came into view. A sigh of relief had barely escaped Dean's mouth when he realized that something wasn't right.
Sam wasn't anywhere in sight.
A shovel was abandon next to the site, as was the salt gun, both objects of Sam's.
The hole was half way dug, obliviously a doing of the younger Winchester.
But still, there was no Sam.
The elder Winchester reached the graves in record breaking time.
"SAM!" he screamed, spinning around, looking everywhere. Finally he looked down into the hole.
And nearly lost his lunch.
There, sticking out of the freshly, unearthed dirt, was a tiny, unmoving hand.
Sam's hand.
"Oh my god," he gasped as he jumped gently into the opening.
He kneeled next to the hand. He sat there for a second before he took the hand in his own hand tentatively.
His hands almost recoiled from the coldness of the touch.
"Oh, god Sammy."
Sam had to be dead. There was no way a hand could be that cold and the person still be alive.
The salty tears stung his eyes as they welled, threatening to overflow.
"Sammy. Oh, please, no. Don't do this to me. Not again."
He was about to let the hand drop when he felt it move ever so slightly.
"Sammy?" he questioned, hopefully.
Suddenly Dean broke out of his trance. His little brother was alive under all this dirt. He had to get him out.
The eldest Winchester did not know that he had as much power as he did as he clawed through the earth standing between him and his brother. If someone had been watching from afar, they would have said he looked like a rabid animal.
But the outside world didn't affect Dean the least. At that moment, his goal, his very purpose in life, was to dig up that dirt and pull his Sammy into his arms.
And he did just that.
The first sign of Sam was his yellow striped shirt showing through the brown earth.
Dean had gripped the cloth tightly in his hands and pulled, disinterring the unconscious boy from the soil.
"Sammy!" Dean cried, wrenching the rest of his brother body out of its earthly tomb. From here, the cataleptic Sam was engulfed in dirt covered arms.
"Sammy, wake up," Dean said, shaking him. Dean noticed the absence of breath from his brother for the second time in two days and patted the younger boy roughly on the back, praying that that was all it would take.
The pounding elicited a small cough from the body, followed by a round of hacks.
"Sammy?" Dean asked, pulling the boy far enough from him to see the boy's face.
"Yeah?"
Dean laughed, overjoyed, and pulled the boy tight again.
"I almost lose you about a bazillion times and all you can say is 'yeah?'" he said, giving Sam a light noogie.
Sam squirmed, trying to escape his brother's knuckles that were currently drilling into his head.
"What happened?"
"You tell me. I got here and found you buried under about 2 feet of worm poop."
Sam chuckled at his brother's choice of words.
"I burned them, I burned the Micovits. I thought I had gotten them, but then they paralyzed me. All that I remember is dirt falling on top of me, and then," he shrugged, "you waking me up."
"Well, then, I guess they are gone. Good job, Sam. I proud of you," Dean said, smiling down at his little brother, who was still in his arms.
The moment lasted a second, Dean brimming with pride and Sam overwhelmed with happiness.
And then, of course, Dean ruined it.
"I'm glad you ended up killing them, but a swear to god, if you EVER take my car again, I will leave you on the side of the road and you can watch as I drive away," Dean said, joking, but still sternly as he climbed out of the hole.
Once at the top, he turned and reached down to help Sam out. Now both Winchester stood at the top of the un-dug grave.
Dean held out his hand, expectantly.
When Sam gave him a questioning look, Dean rolled his eyes.
"The keys, Sammy. Give me my keys."
"OHH! Yeah, yeah," he said, digging through his pockets. After a minute of seaching, his eyes went wide as he looked up at his brother and pulled his empty hand out of his pockets.
"Dean…"
Dean eyes grew large and they screamed pure panic.
"I think I lost your keys, Dean."
"WHAT!"
Dean grabbed the boy by the shoulders, shaking him.
"WHAT! HOW COULD YOU LOSE THEM! THAT WAS MY ONLY PAIR, SAM!"
"I'm sorry, I must of lost them in there."
The younger boy turned back to the hole and pointed.
At this, Dean released his brother's shoulders and jumped into the hole.
After a minute of digging in search of the tiny piece of metal, Dean gave up, leaning against the dirt cover wall. He sat there, panting and slightly crying.
And that was when Sam lost it. He broke into hysterics, falling to the ground.
Dean, thinking his little brother was having a seizure, jumped out of the hole and crawled to his brother's shaking side.
But his worry quickly disappeared as aggravation pushed its way in when he saw Sam was laughing.
"What the hell is so funny, Sam? You know I can't drive my car anymore, don't you?"
But Sam just couldn't stop laughing.
It wasn't till Dean yelled, "SAM," and gave him a deathly glare when Sam shaking hand reached into his pocket and pulled out a tiny object.
The keys.
Dean's mouth hung open, dumbstruck, sending Sam into more muted shakes.
Finally, Dean snapped out of it. He expected himself to be mad at Sam for playing this cruel joke on him, but instead he found himself laughing too.
"Oh, you think that's funny, do you?" Dean asked, the laughter evident in his tone.
All Sam could do was shake his head yes.
"Then you'll think this is even funnier."
Dean jumped on top of Sam, pinning him down with his knees, and began to tickle him.
Sammy squirmed beneath him, pounding weakly on Dean's chest with closed fist, gasping for breath every 5 seconds.
"Stop! Dean! Stop!" Sam gasped.
"I'm gonna pee! I'm gonna pee! I'm gonna pee!" he screamed.
"Then you better have brought another pair of underwear, little brother. This is what you get for playing a joke on your big brother!"
"I PEED! I PEED!"
Dean pause for a second, wondering if Sam really had peed or if it was a defense mechanism.
It was the latter.
That brief respite gave Sam just enough time to escape and get a two second head start toward the car.
Sam was fast.
Dean was faster.
He caught up mid-way, throwing Sam up over his shoulder.
Dean spun them around a few times before gently dropping Sam and walking back and grabbing the supplies they left at the graves.
When he returned, Sam was in the same position he had been when Dean dropped him.
"You ok?" Dean asked, nervous he had hurt his brother.
"Do you think they are gone?" Sam asked, still staring at the ground. "For good I mean?"
"Yeah. They're gone, Sammy. Don't worry, they're gone."
Sam looked up at his brother and smiled, his cheeks still dirk smeared.
"Good."
Dean smiled too.
They walked back to the Impala and took their usually seats, Sam happy not to be in the drivers seat.
It was then Sam noticed the small trickle of blood coming from Dean's hand where he had punched through the Dodge's window.
"Hey, you're bleeding. Are you ok?"
Dean knew Sam didn't mean just the hand. He stared at his hand for a second, examining his own feelings.
"Are you?" he asked, finally.
"Yeah, I'm fine."
Dean shook his head, and then turned to Sam.
"Then I'm fine, too."
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"Guy's I'm home!"
John Winchester entered his home for the first time in 3 weeks.
It looked basically the same, and John was surprised that his boys hadn't torn it apart.
When no answer came, John realized that it was 3 in the morning and figured his boys were sleeping.
He was just walking up the stairs, he heard the soft but distinct sound of the TV in the living room.
He followed his ears and walked into sight he hadn't seen since Dean had gotten new friends.
His boys were fast asleep on the couch, Dean in a sitting position, Sam laying down on his side with his head rested on Dean lap. Dean's arm was wrapped protectively around Sam, Sam gripping it tightly, even in his sleep.
John stepped on a squeaky floor board, instantly waking his elder son. Dean movement then woke the slumbering Sam.
"Hi, boys," John mumbled with a small wave.
"Dad! Hey, your home!" Sam said, sitting up slightly, but still leaning sleepily on Dean.
"Yup."
"How'd the hunt go?" Dean asked.
"Fine. How were thinks around here?"
Sam and Dean glance at each other, both slightly smirking.
"Normal," Dean said, quickly. Sam shot him an odd look.
"Right. Well, I'm gonna go to bed. G'night."
John turned and walked up the stairs, leaving the boys alone.
"Why didn't you just tell him? Why did you lie?"
"Because he would never let us stay home alone again. And, besides, I didn't lie."
"Yes, you did! Normal! Sure, whatever you say Dean."
"Well, it was normal."
Sam shot him another look.
"Well, at least 'Winchester normal'."
Sam smirked, and then yawned. He curled up against Dean again, his head in Dean's lap.
"What do you think you are doing?" Dean asked, poking him.
"Sleeping."
"Mh-mh, nope, no, no way."
"Aww, please, Dean, I am really tired and I don't think I can make it to my bed."
"Sam!"
But Sam looked up at him with his best puppy dog eyes.
Dean let out an agitated sigh, a sure sign of defeat. "Arg! Fine."
He rapped his arm around Sam again, Sam grabbing it tightly.
And the Winchester boys slept, both feeling safe, comfortable, and happy in the presence of one another.
They knew that more ghost and ghouls lied ahead, but at that moment, it didn't matter. It didn't matter because they knew that as long as they had each other, every think would be ok. . It didn't matter because they knew that as long as they had each other, every think would be normal.
Well, at least 'Winchester normal'.
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haha, I know, I know, I stole the tickling scene from myself! Haha! (Weep Not For the Memories) haha
Hilary: Well, that's it!
Dean: It's over!
Sam: Really!
Hilary: Yup.
Sam: Aww! No! I liked coming and talking to you!
Hilary: Yeah, I liked talking to you guys to! I'll miss you guys!
Sam: Well, miss you too. (hugs Hilary)
Hilary: (looks dazed and ecstatic!)
Dean: Yeah (gives her awkward hug)
Hilary: Thanks, guys.
Sam: Well, it was a really great last chapter!
Dean: Yeah, it was kindda cute.
Hilary: Did Dean Winchester just say "cute" when he was not talking about a girl! Have we seen the softer side of Dean!
Dean: Shut up.
Sam: (chuckles that adorable chuckle of his!)
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Hilary: Well, now you guys get to hug EVERYONE that had EVER reviewed!
Dean: WHAT!
Hilary: Yup!
Dean: (Mouth hangs open and turns to line of girls standing in line and waving.)
Hilary: Oh! And Sam! Before I forget! Dreema Azaleia Wingblade says she loves you!
Sam: Well… um… I guess I love you, too… I mean you seem really nice, but I don't know you well enough to love you… awww, what the hell! I love you too! In fact I love ALL of you!
Reviewers: (cheer) DEAN? DO YOU LOVE US TOO!
Dean: Um.. well.. (sees angry look on girls faces) Ok! Ok! I love you all, too!
Reviewers: YAY!
Boys hug: Ariel, Trapped Rabbit, HermioneWeasley28, Leahblueeyes, Michelle P., LoUdMoUtH87, FireKumori Mage, JC6, Supernaturalfan0718, PHx, Ghostwriter, Happybear 2005, Renegade Noa, Kaewi, Tvdinnersrule, Chocolate rules, Teal-lover, Inuyashas' Plaything, Cassi, FallenRose2517, Winchesterhaunt, Karmine, JPFAN, eddy6401, PowrRangrFreeek, the FEDEL-edge, kokocalifornia, supercellchaser, Rockstarhobbit, Faye Dartmouth, Darcy101, lara, carocali, tvfanatic27, Lonnie, Pmsdevil01, mimifoxlove, Othravenslyr, Kylie, marymelon3, Nathanslilsis, ILuvPiratesSavvy, Adara-Chan15, jka1, Tashawolf, Crazydisaster, Robbie the Phoenix, Bluy, Lu 14, Sarah, IheartPadalecki, CharliePace1983, WofOZ, Dreema Azaleia Wingblade, aussie, Sparks Diamond, Livy, Elle Knight, Applegrape8910, Joou Himedo Dah, Dean's girl, He's No Angel, and, because I am in a good mood and this person seems like they need on, Quan.
These people get other one from each because they didn't get on last chapter or asked for another one:
Boys Hug (again): Leahblueeyes, KatieMalfoy19, Elle Knight, MISTRO AND DAQUIRI, …dean's girl… I guessed.. cause I am in a good mood, Dreema Azaleia Wingblade, He's No Angel, HAPPYBEAR,
OK, well, I am done, with everything! I hope that you guys enjoyed my story! My next one is going to be about Sam and an evil little thing called pneumonia! (gasp) AND I SWEAR I was going to write about pneumonia before all these stories came out! I'm not just copying everyone! I SWEAR!
Well, goodbye!
OH! And one more thing!
THE END
