"How is she?" Dean asked, but by the look on the doctor's face, he knew it wasn't good.

"I'm sorry boys. The cancer has spread to her liver and to all of her lymph nodes. She doesn't have much time."

Sam stood too shocked to answer and Dean looked like he might be sick.

"What about the chemo?" Dean chocked out.

"It won't do much good now. I'm sorry."

"So what? We just give up?" Dean asked, his voice raised.

"Dean, we did all we could. Madison is fighting this harder than I have seen most people. All we can do is keep her comfortable. Believe me, if there was any other option…"

Dean held up his hand to silence the doctor. He had had enough. He couldn't handle it anymore. He felt his body shaking and felt himself loose control. His breathing became erratic and he felt the walls were closing in on him. He was hyperventilating, his chest constricting, he felt like he was dying.

"Hey Dean, easy man come on," Sam said to his brother, grabbing his shoulders to steady him.

"I…I can't…I can't…say goodbye to…her," he gasped out, and Sam pulled his brother into a hug. They both felt two little arms around their legs; Brianna had listened the entire time and came to her uncles.' Dean calmed under their comforting embraces and wiped the tears from his face

"Uncle Dean?" Brianna asked.

Dean knelt down to her eye level, "Yea princess?"

"I don't want to say good bye to her either," her little bottom lip quivered and it broke Dean's heart in two. He pulled her into a hug and held her.

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Dean, Sam, and Brianna slowly made their way to Madison's room. Dean and Sam felt like they were heading to the electric chair. Neither wanted to face the reality of the situation that their sister is leaving them.

They entered the room and saw Madison sleeping soundly. She looked small and weak, and even though she was sleeping, her body looked…exhausted. Both Sam and Dean knew she was fighting for them, but her body was giving up, not her mind.

All three surrounded her, and seeming to feel their presence, Madison awoke.

"Hi," she whispered, her eyes heavy with sleep. "Did…the…doctor…tell…you?" She whispered. All three nodded their heads, still not knowing the words to say.

"They said…I have to…stay here…from now…on. But…I want to do…something before…" But she was interrupted by Dean

"Don't say that. We still have options!" He yelled, beginning to pace back and forth.

"Dean…there…is…no more…options. It's terrible…and I…hate it…but we fought it…and I will…fight…until…I can't…" Madison whispered.

"I'll find a way. I can call around…" Dean said, as if talking to himself.

"Dean…stop," Madison said in the strongest voice she had. She was wheezing now and was extremely tired. Dean looked at her, tears in his eyes.

"You promised…me…you wouldn't…go looking…for some…other way…to save…me. I…don't…want that. Nothing…good comes…from it. Please…you promised," she whispered, almost asleep.

Dean was quiet, but nodded his head in defeat. As much as he wanted to do something to stop this from happening, but he respected his sisters' wishes more.

Sam saw Madison was falling asleep but he remembered she wanted to tell them something.

"Mad, what did you want to do?" Sam asked quietly, brushing the hair away from his sister's face.

She smiled into his hand, "I want…to bring…Brianna…to the beach. We…wanted to…for so long…she's never been…there," she whispered.

"Ok, we'll see what we can do ok?" Madison nodded and fell asleep. Sam and Dean pulled up a chair, Dean holding a sleeping Brianna, and stayed with their sister.