Sam found himself on the first floor hallway. The fire had driven its way to the bottom floor. Debris, beams, and cinders blew above Sam's head. He proceeded to kick open the first door, the second, the third, the fourth, and so on. His face was frantic with wild determination to locate Dean. Bobby managed to catch up as Sam took a stride and his leg broke through the floor up to his knee. Bobby clinched Sam's waist, helping him to reclaim his footing. Sam didn't care about the scrapes or punctures to his leg. He was engrossed in finding Dean and searching the first floor doors in mad fury. Bobby followed suite on the opposite side. With each door, Sam's anger and worry became greater. The last door on his side cracked in two when he kicked it. The fifth door on Bobby's side broke away easily and revealed an inferno. Bobby could see the room's fire had fallen from the center of the upstairs room.
"Sam, the fire started upstairs!"
Sam took off screaming Dean's name as he ascended the stairs with Bobby scurrying behind him. His steps causing the stairs to fracture, groan, and swing beneath him. As Sam vaulted upon top stair, the stairs splinted and separated. The structure beneath Bobby's feet vanished and Sam grabbed Bobby's outstretched arms. Bobby dangled, suspended only by Sam's grip. Sam grunted and used his anger to hoist Bobby as far as he possibly good. Bobby landed his feet on the floor's understructure and used it to boost Sam's pulling effort. Bobby scrapped his way to the landing with Sam. Bobby and Sam did not linger to think about the panic of what had just occurred, but frantically raced to the room in which the fire started.
The second floor had been overwhelmed by the blaze. The fire was processing fast upon Sam and Bobby. Sam skidded to a stop at the Dean's door and a piece cracked and crashed to the first floor. Sam used his long body to lean around the corner of the burning door frame. The fire singed his hand, but he remained unflinching-trapped in horror- seeing his brother's motionless frame about to be over taken. Sam attempted to scoot his body upon what sub floor structure remained in the wall of the room, but the pressure only caused the floor to plummet below. Bobby yanked the hood of Sam's shirt and helped him maintain balance.
"Sam, we can't get to him this way." Bobby grabbed Sam's shirt forcing him further away.
"I'm not leaving him." Sam pushed Bobby back.
"We're not, but if we weaken that floor anymore, he ain't gonna make it."
"Don't you say that!" Sam said with resentment and regret dancing on his face. Bobby looked him in the eyes, which helped to bring some stillness to Sam.
"We need to find another way in." Bobby's said kindly. The words echoed in Sam's mind. Abruptly, he turned from Bobby and began to wildly kick the wall several feet from the door. His leg soared in a barmy ferocity. His body jarred in pain with each impact. He didn't care. His brother was waiting for him on the other side. It didn't take long for Bobby to follow Sam lead.
"That'll do." Bobby said, but Sam was no longer listening.
"Just hold on Dean," Sam begged.
Sam and Bobby's lungs ached from the black fuming smoke and the blistering heat, but they continued their onslaught on the wall. The wall board snapped under the unforgiving assault. The reverberation from kicking the wall board spread through Sam's leg, as the wall finally gave way. Sam tentatively crawled through their manmade opening and cautiously stepped on to floor. He bowed down quickly and swooped Dean over his shoulder. The floor below ached with Sam's added weight. Sam hurdled through the wall opening as the floor succumbed to the flames.
"Up to the roof, Sam! We can cross over to the next roof." Bobby voiced as he motioned to the service ladder at the end of the hallway. The second floor's destruction was imminent as Bobby and Sam sprinted to the hallway's end.
Sam didn't acknowledge Bobby's words, but bounded down the hallway to the access ladder. The metallic rungs were scorching. Sam yanked his long sleeve over his hand. He used one arm to balance Dean and the other to zoom up to the roof. "Hold on, Dean. Please, God, just let him hold on."