Chapter 5

It was the middle of June and it was hailing. It was cold and hailing! June was supposed to be warm, but apparently not in Kansas. Not only was it freezing, but the bus driver who was always to early decided to be late on today of all days. What made maters even worse was that everyone who had eaten the spaghetti and meatballs yesterday in the cafeteria had gotten food poisoning, and he was the only one at the bus stop, there would be no talking to Eric today. The lunch ladies were notorious for being worse cooks than Dean.

He finally spotted the yellow bus approaching. It took its sweet time to come to a stop, but when it did Sam finally was able to get on it and get the little warmth from the heater in the middle of the bus. There were only four other kids on the bus today, none of them Sam knew. Apparently the spaghetti and meatballs had been popular yesterday.

Several times the bus had started to fish tail, on the icy roads, once almost crashing into the ditch. His bus driver was the worst driver imaginable, Otto off the Simpson's was better.

The bus started to turn onto the side road that led into the school, but once again it started to fishtail, only this time the bus driver couldn't get control of it.

Sam could feel the bus swerve, and begin to tip, harshly throwing him and the other students from side to side. The bus then began to head towards a large downward slope– they had always joked that it was the only hill in Kansas, and had named it 'Kansas Mountain - .

Sam was afraid, he had never been this afraid before. The bus started to roll down the hill, the metal frame crashing in around him, the glass shattering, piercing his skin. He could feel his bones breaking, one by one. Another 360 down the hill resulted in his head smacking off one of the meta legs of the seats, his skull made a sickening sound upon contact, and his neck snapped in an awkward angle, but he still held on to consciousness. As he rolled about the bus, he could see the other four kids. There was blood everywhere.

The bus finally came to a sudden stop, with a sickening shudder, the shock of the stop finally forced Sam to lose consciousness.

When he woke up, all he could see was glass, metal, and blood, all he could hear were the blood curdling screams of the other passengers, and some of the witnesses outside. It hurt to think, everything hurt, but at the same time he could feel nothing, it was if he was detached from his body.

He knew he was dieing, but he didn't want to die alone, he needed Dean. His cell phone was in his pocket, and he tried moving his arm. It hurt so much, but he needed his brother. He finally retrieved the object from his pocket, and he saw that luck was on his side, because the phone was in one piece, and it was still on.

He dialed his brother's number as fast as he could… ring… ring… ring… "Hello.. Hello… Sam, what the hell! Are you there? … SAM…"

"De..aan…"

"Sam what's wrong?"

"I… just want…. Bye Dean."

"SAM…"

He could hear his brother's voice yelling over the line, but the darkness was approaching, and he couldn't fight it any longer.

His head was hurting so much, just like it did when he had those horrible dreams… why did he have to suffer, couldn't he just die?

Images started flashing before his eyes, the images were of his life. He had heard of people seeing their lives flash before their eyes, but what he was seeing was after the accident the future, not what his life had been.

He saw Dean, confused staring at his cell phone, still yelling his name… he looked scared… Dean was now running from the auto shop to the school, the entire five miles… he saw Dean run down the hill, towards the bus, crying and screaming. Dean was kicking the bus, and as they pulled his body from the wreckage, his brother broke down. Dean couldn't handle seeing him like that, hell he couldn't stand to look at himself, he was so broken, it didn't even look like him. His brother was now begging, begging anyone to save him…

…He saw his bloodied and broken body lying in the same ER as before, but this time in a  dark room. His mom, his dad, and his brother were all standing by him crying, there was a doctor explaining what had happened to them. 'I'm sorry, there was nothing we could have done, and his body was just to broken…' … 'no my baby' he heard his mom scream. His brother was shaking him, and crying, 'come on Sammy, come on little buddy you've got to wake up, this isn't funny anymore, you're scaring me, you're scaring mom and dad!'… he saw his dad sitting on the floor in the corner, crying, bawling

…now  he was at school, he saw all of his friends, they all looked so sad, Eric was there, he looked so vacant, and so angry… he saw a memorial dedicated to all of the people on the bus, apparently nobody would survive the fall down 'Kansas Mountain'…

…his parents again, but they looked so old. They were standing in his room, it was the exact same as he had left it this morning… they were crying, his mom was mumbling something into his father's shoulder 'we shouldn't have left, we weren't there for him when he needed us the most. We were soaking in a hot tub while our son was dying!'… they were crying so much!

The darkness was coming now, he couldn't hold on any longer. He didn't want to leave his family, he loved them so much, but he was so tired… there was now blackness, no feeling, no seeing, no hearing, no nothing, just emptiness. This was what it was like to be dead.

Sam Winchester was dead!

The End

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Just kidding, just thought I would be evil. There's still more chapters to come, so don't worry, I would never kill Sam for good, I'm a Sammy girl so trust me on that one, I screamed for a week after 'All Hell Break's Loose Part 1'. Hoped you enjoyed this and the double dose that I put up today (I really didn't notice how short these two chapters were). I might post tomorrow, but who knows, I do have two spares?