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Dean returns to the motel not long after Sam's call, a phone call from your kid brother ruins the mood for sex like nothing else. As he unlocks the door, Dean almost steps on Sam's clothes which are barely a metre from the door. He looks down at them, and is disgusted by the absolute filth of the clothes, and kicks them aside as he yells out. "Damn it Sam, don't leave your dirty clothes here! I don't want to deal with them."

It is at this moment that Dean notices that there is water seeping under the bathroom door, furious that they're going to lose the deposit, Dean storms over to the door, and pounds on it, shouting. "Sam!"

No reply.

Dean tries again. "Open the hell up, Sam!"

No reply.

"What're you doing in there?!"

Still no reply.

Panic creeping into him, Dean shouts. "Sammy?! You in there?"

No response, just the sound of running water.

Trying to stay clam, and failing miserably, Dean yells. "I'm coming in." Before kicking down the locked door, and going into the room, ignoring the water on the floor.

Dean turns straight to the bath, and his heart comes to an abrupt halt as he sees the colour of the water that his baby brother's bruised, practically skeletal body is almost completely submerged in.

Dean drops to his hands and knees, and shakily presses two fingers against the side of Sam's neck. He releases a breath he hadn't realized he was holing when he feels a pulse, way too slow and weak, but there.

After turning off the taps, Dean, not caring that he is getting soaked, in water ...and his brother's blood, leans over the bath, and scoops Sam up in his arms.

It is alarmingly easy for Dean to lift his brother, Sam has always been thin, but this is crazy. He lies Sam down on the floor, grabs the towels off the rack, and wraps them around the deep slits in both Sam's arms, not allowing himself to think about what Sam must have done.

Once he's sure that the blood flow has slowed, Dean stands up, goes to the phone, and dials 911.

"Hello, how may I help you?" An emergency services operator answers the phone.

Dean can't believe the words coming out of his mouth as he says. "My brother slit his wrists. I found him in the bath ...There's so much blood."

In a calm tone, the woman on the other end of the phone asks. "Does he have a pulse?"

"Yeah, but it's pretty weird, really slow and weak." Dean tells her, turning around so that he can see Sam.

"Okay sir. I'm going to send an ambulance. What's your address?"

Dean pauses for a moment to remember what their latest motel is actually called, then answers. "Room eight, Shady Acres Motel."

"Okay. The ambulance will be there soon." Dean hangs up the phone as soon as the words leave her mouth, and he runs back into the bathroom.

Dean kneels down beside Sam, barely controlling his panic at seeing his brother in such a state. "Why did you do this Sammy?"

Dean stays sitting right there, keeping pressure on both his arms, whilst talking mindlessly to Sam, anything he can think of to avoid the reality, Sam tried to kill himself, and if Dean hadn't gotten home when he did, Sam might have died, he still could.

Oh god Sammy.

What did you do?

I should have been here!

I'm so sorry Sammy.

Please don't die.

Just as Dean hears a siren in the distance, the faint, but reassuring sound of Sam's breathing comes to a halt. "Sam!" Dean shouts, shaking Sam's limp body.

Realizing that Sam is going to die if he doesn't do anything, Dean starts doing mouth to mouth resuscitation, and doesn't stop until there is a knock on the door.

Dean jumps up, and runs to open the door, and then leads the paramedics back over to his brother.

As one of the paramedics, Kate places a mask over Sam's face, and forces much needed oxygen into his lungs, she asks Dean. "How long ago did he stop breathing?"

"...Maybe a couple of minutes. I did mouth to mouth." Dean tells them, unable to look away as the other paramedic, Pete starts IV lines in both Sam's arms, above the slits, and pushes in as much saline solution as possible, while Kate retrieves a laryngoscope, and an endotrachial tube from one of the kits.

"That's good." Kate says reassuringly as she takes away the mask, and skillfully puts in the breathing tube, before reconnecting the ambu bag to the tube, and squeezing it to give Sam oxygen. "How did he get these bruises?" She questions.

Dean shrugs, and feels awful as he tells her. "I don't know."

Just as Dean answers, Pete brings over a gurney, and he and Kate gently, but quickly lift Sam onto it, and begin moving towards the door. "We need to get him to the hospital fast, he's lost a lot of blood." Kate turns briefly to look at Dean, who is still standing by the bathroom door, too shocked to move.

Pete takes over maneuvering the gurney down to the ambulance, while Kate grabs a blanket off one of the beds, and wraps it around Dean as she guides him gently over to the ambulance.

In the ambulance, Dean rides in the back with Sam, watching as Kate monitors Sam, and pushes medications into his broken body.

While working on Sam, not looking up, Kate asks Dean. "What's his name? And yours?" After she realizes she doesn't know.

Dean thinks for a moment, he can't think of which alias they have been using, so he simply answers. "Sam. And I'm Dean."

They're just kids, where are their parents? "Can we call your folks?"

Good luck getting hold of Dad. Dean thinks bitterly, before replying. "It's just our Dad, he's away on business. I'll call him when we're at the-"

Dean's sentence stops abruptly as the monitors start to shriek, and Kate calls out to her partner. "He's crashing!"

TBC...

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Will Sam survive? Will Sam die? Either way, what will John and Dean's reactions to this?

Sorry about the cliffy! I am evil, I know this!