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Belongs to Eric Kripke and the CW.

This was how the doctor found the eldest Winchester a few minutes later.

"Mr. McGillicuddy? Your son wanted to see you before going into surgery," the doctor said.

"Okay," John answered, looking up. The doctor wheeled the man to his son's room.

"Hey, Dude. How you feelin'?" he questioned.

"M'okay. Sammy. He up?" Dean slurred.

"No, not yet, Dude. Soon," John assured. "You just take care of yourself right now. Let me worry 'bout him."

"Yessir," came the garbled response. Dean was taken away and John asked to be led back to his youngest.

"Well, Dean's off to surgery. He'll be fine. Both of you will. You're both strong. I just need you to wake up, Kiddo," John said. What no one knew, was that a man was walking the halls. A nurse spotted him and walked up to him.

"Can I help you?" she asked.

"John Winchester. Where is he?" the man asked. The nurse gasped when his eyes turned yellow. John was deep in thought when he heard a tapping sound. His brow furrowed.

"What the---" Looking around, he saw one of the chairs tapping a leg insistently. But it wasn't random tapping. It was the Morse code he had taught his sons.

"Sammy?" John asked. The tapping continued. "Okay, we'll do this the Watchers way. Once for 'yes', twice for 'no'," the man said. Then, "Sammy, is that you?" One tap. "You're trying to tell me something?" the man checked. Another tap. "What is it?" John asked. The man listened closely to the tapes.

"De-demon," he surmised. A tap told him he was correct. "The Demon?" he asked. Silence, then three taps. "You don't know," John chuckled. Then, there was some more tapping.

"Dean's in surgery. He'll be okay," John assured. "You wanna wake up anytime soon?" he questioned. There was some more tapping.

"No, Sammy. I wasn't being sarcastic. You scared me, Kiddo. You're my boy. You're Mary's baby. And I promised her that as long as I was around: nothing bad would happen to either one of you," John said. Just then, the lights flickered. "Not good. Not good at all," he stated. The chair tapped frantically and John instantly knew what his son was saying: it's here!