warning: just wrote it, havn't read it through ´grins´

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The scream echoed through the walls of the barn, Sam patrolled back and forth.

"Let him go," Sam ordered.

"Never, you don't have the guts, you failed Sammy boy," the mocking laugh from Dean's lips did not suit him. Sam shook his head and glanced at his father that continued to read and the thing in Dean screamed.

"He will die!" Sam churched down facing the thing that was possessing his brother.

"No he won't, am gonna exorcist your sorry ass, you'll be sorry that you even decided to possess my brother." Sam growled. John held the book in his hands glancing at Sam that was cold, like a true soldier he raised them to be, but somehow he felt sad that his youngest son acted this way.

"He will die, remember Meg?" Sam stiffed, "she died at the seven store drop, the demon was keeping her alive, what makes you so sure that your brother survived the car crash? As I see it, am doing you a favour." Sam narrowed his eyes and glanced at John that continued to read. Dean screamed in pain, "Your brother is dead! I will take him to hell with me!"

Sam backed away as Dean's mouth opened the black fog leaving his body and Dean went limp. "Dean?" Sam asked shaky reaching to touch him but John grabbed his arm, he limped towards Dean and shook his head.

"Not yet."

"The demon is gone! Dean… wake up." Dean coughed up blood and John immediately gave him water.

"Sammy" Sam smiled big, "am sorry," he gasped, blood dripping out his mouth, his breathing was shallow.

"Dean, don't try to speak a doctor is here okay? Remember Connie?" Sam smiled at Dean softly that was looking straight into his eyes.

"Am not going to make it," Dean coughed his eyes fluttering close.

"Don't say that! Your gonna be fine!" John sat down.

"Hey Ace, don't worry, just relax and stay."

"We have to take him to the hospital now… his dying… the ambulance will take to much time, he won't…" Connie interrupted herself and looked at the two Winchester men that was holding down the bleeding.

John helped Sam to lift Dean that cried out in pain, they had to put him down again as Connie made the phone call to the hospital. "Fuck, am sorry Dean, just… the permedics will come soon." Dean grinned, blood was purring from him.

"Liar, promise me that you'll go to school,"

"Stop it, you…"

"Maybe even marry Sarah, she was hot…" his body began to shake from the cold and John pulled off his jacket and covered Dean.

"Dean! Stay with us here, come on sport, fight!" John ordered looking at Dean that was fighting to keep his eyes open.

"Dad" he smiled softly looking behind him, "mom" Sam stole a glance from John and Sam looked behind his father he felt a presents.

"No Dean, you can't follow mom yet, we need you." Sam said tears falling from his cheeks. Dean glanced at him.

"Love you geek boy, dad… sorry," he smiled and closed his eyes, Sam felt Dean's spirit kiss his goodbye.

"NO! nooo! Dean! Oh god!" Sam cried out shaking Dean's broken body John was gasping for air.

"Please god don't take my son," he prayed. Connie ran in. Sam looked; it was ridicules why was Connie fighting to keep a rag doll alive? Nothing was there, just a shell of a soul that left.

A/N: I love Dean I really do, I honestly don't know why I've killed him off in my storys /