Ugh I really don't like this story it just feels…. Rushed? But you guys seem to like it and that is all that matters! So here is another chapter I have yet to decide how long this story is going to be but I am thinking about 5? Ok well, here it is please review they make my day!

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"Dad he's got a pulse but he's not breathing!"

Dean didn't wait for John to answer as he started compressions.

"Come on Sammy don't do this to us, come on" He yelled, while giving his baby brother mouth to mouth.

"Sam!"

Just as Dean was slowly giving up hope Sam started coughing, Breathing.

"Sam, oh thank god Sam," Dean said while hugging his brother loosely not wanting to hurt him any more than he already was.

"Sam it will be okay just breath" Dean realized that was easier said than done with how much smoke he inhaled.

Sam laid flat on his back, coughing and wheezing in his struggle to breathe.

Luckily the paramedics were on the scene now and began rushing to his brother's side.

"I-I Love Y-you" Sam managed to say before another coughing fit took over his body.

"I love you too Sammy, your going to be fine, you hear me" Dean took Sam's hand in his own, and gently kissed his forehead.

"Sir you have to get out of our way," The paramedic between John and Dean. Dean began to argue when John put a hand on his shoulder, "Son let them help him".

The paramedics began getting Sam much needed oxygen and addressing the most pressing concerns. The paramedic looked to the distressed family members "I've got a the room if one of you wants to ride with" he said as they were loading Sam into the ambulance.

John looked at Dean knowing how badly it hurt him to be away from Sam "Go ahead I will be right behind you"

"Thanks, Dad," Dean said before hopping into the awaiting ambulance.

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"God this coffee tastes like dirt," Dean said to John as they sat in uncomfortable hospital chairs while waiting to hear the news of Sam.

"Dad, he going to alright, right?" John looked at his son and tried to offer reassurances. He knew how scared he must be because he rarely sees Dean vulnerable.

"I don't know son but I do know Sam won't give up and the doctors are doing everything they can"

The hunters sat in silence.

And for the first time in a long time, John took a crying Dean into his arms and comforted him. Nearly four hours later, Dean had fallen asleep. John felt himself slowly falling asleep despite his protests but suddenly he was wide-awake when he saw a doctor approaching them.

"Clarkson Family," The doctor asked to the waiting room

Remembering the fake names they gave Dean and John sat up and eagerly said, "That's us"

"Please tell me how's my brother"

"Your brother sustained many second and third-degree burns on his body. I'm glad to say that only two of them were fourth-degree burns. Sam also fractured his left wrist, and he had a rather large cut above his eyebrow required stitches. All in all, he went through a lot; but I expect a full recovery but I want you both to be warned it will be a long road. The burns have been addressed and bandaged and we will continue to re-dress them daily. He is asleep right now and I don't expect him to be awake anytime soon"

"Oh thank god" Dean whispered while sitting back down on the chair his head in his hands.

John put a hand on his older sons back to comfort him. The doctor continued, "I do believe that he should make a full recovery, although he might have scarring due to his burns"

"Thank you, doctor, can we see him?"

"Yes follow me but I warn you he probably looks a lot more fragile than you are used too."

The two eldest Winchesters followed the doctor down a long white hallway until they reached Sam's door.

"This is where Sam will be for the rest of his stay, I will be back later to check on him"

"Ok thank you"

With that, the doctor walked off leaving the family behind.

Taking a breath to prepare himself for the sight he was about to see, Dean walked in when he looked at the bed he felt like he couldn't breathe. Sammy laid there with bandages covering 70% of his body, stitches on his forehead, and a cast on his arm. He looks so...helpless, so hurt. Dean inched closed and whispered "oh Sammy"

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Yes, yes I am cruel leaving you with yet another cliffhanger! Please review it makes my day!