"SAAAMMMM!!!" Dean screamed and ran to his brother to check him for injuries. His brother had hit his head and was unconscious now, which was never a good idea. "Can anyone of you, heal him?" Dean asked. "Let me have a look" Gabriel said and touched sam's forehead but he didn't budge. "I am sorry, Dean, but Sam had put up a barrier so that no one can heal him" Gabriel said. "Is he...??" Dean's voice trailed off. "He is still alive" castiel said. "Can you take us to a hospital?" Dean asked and Gabriel snapped his fingers and they were infront of a hospital.
"Someone please help, my brother" Dean said, carrying Sam in his hands. "Get me a stretcher, NOW!" A doctor called and soon a flurry of paramedics took Sam out of Dean's hands and took him in an OR. Dean watched as the doctors took his brother from him. "Please, let him be okay" Dean whispered.
After waiting for 2 hours, the doctor finally came out. Gabriel had left to take care of business in heaven, since the apocalypse was now over. "How is he, doc?" Dean asked. "I won't lie to you. Sam is stable right now but.." the doctor trailed off. "But what?" Dean asked. "Sam is in a coma" the doctor said and Dean couldn't move now. He collapsed in a chair, Castiel was there to comfort him. "I am sorry, we are doing everything we can to make him comfortable, just pray that he wakes up soon" the doctor said and left. Dean was their, sobbing, for his brother now and Castiel kept comforting his friend because he knew what it felt to lose a brother
Author's note: Here you go guys, chapter 2