Disclaimer: I forget this on the last chapters. Anyway, I do not own the Winchesters or supernatural…yatta yatta yatta

"Sammy," Dean said as he walked into the hospital room cheerfully, "Guess what I found out?"

Sam groaned partly because his cheerful brother gloated about his obvious discovery and partly because of the pain that shot through him as he sat up and regained his missing composure. "Okay, what did you find out?"

"Come on, I told you to guess, Geek boy." Dean teased at his little brother.

"You meet a hot girl, didn't you?" Sam said teasing his brother back.

"Well… yeah, but no… I found out who the victims were and who their vicious murderer is." Dean said proudly.

"Wow…you did all the hard by yourself…Just like a big boy." Sam said jokingly to his brother.

"Ha, ha, very funny Sammy." Dean said sarcastically.

"It's Sam," he said getting fed up with his brother antics, "So what you find out?"

"About a century ago the whole Grey family was murdered except for the Grey's son, Robert. Is that enough of a hint Sam?" Dean said smartly.

"So Robert Grey murdered his family?" Sam said clueing in on Dean's inquire.

"Bingo. He murdered his family violently and then jumped four stories to his death in the Grey Estate. We have an angry spirit on hands Sammy boy."

"What is his killing pattern? Does he even have one? Or is he just a bipolar spirit or something?" Sam asked.

"I'm not sure, but if we, and by we I mean me, think about it I'm sure we can figure it out." Dean said seriously looking at his brother's pale and sickly form.

"Sam rolled his eyes, "So who are the victims?" Sam asked as he started to develop a painful headache.

"The information I do have…" Dean said staring at his brother who was obviously in a lot of pain, "The victims are Rachael Lévesque, Daniel Banks, Kimberly Noelle Parks, Violet Fleur Jardin, and Isabel Brazil. And those are only the resent murders."

"What about Robert's…ah!...fam…fam…ah!...family?" Sam said paining going through his now shaking body.

"Sam are you okay…Is it a vision?"

"Ah," Sam screamed as he tried to massage the intense pain out of his. Sam couldn't take this pain, it was unbearable, and his vision had never hurt this much.

"SAM!" Dean yelled as his brother's body twitched and jolted in pain.

"…Sammy…come on. You got to fight the pain…it is going to be okay." Dean whispered to Sam as he tried to calm his brother's mind and body.

"Dean do you see him?" Sam yelled his brother who was walking down the stairs and into the doorway.

"No, he disappeared again." Dean said angrily, "I feel like we're playing freakin' game of cat and mouse… and guess what Sammy? We aren't the cats."

"Shhh..." Said Sam, "I think I heard something…" Sam looked around trying to find the sound. "There…No over there…no wait a second…THER-"

"SAM" Dean shouted as he whirled around. His baby brother was dangling at least four feet off the ground. His legs were swaying freely like two limp noodles. And holding him up…was Robert Grey's ghostly figure.

His ghastly wide eyes seemed to stare in your soul, as he cruel, haunting face looked into Sam's big hazel, no glistening eyes. His pasty white hands locked around Sam's neck like a cobra tightening it's grip around it's victim as it moves in for the deadly bite.

Sam's body slowly suffocated as it went from tan, to red, to blue…before falling freely to the cold hard wood floors.

"Sam" Dean yelled as he watched in horror as his brother gasped for air as his body went into a fit of convulsions.

Doctors came bursting through the door knocking a shocked Dean out of the way as they injected Sam with a syringe liquid, which silenced the gasps and convulsions.

Dean looked at his brother fearfully, as his brother's body ceased its violent tremors. Sam's hazel eyes staring blankly into his brother's and Dean stared back at Sam's as his eyes began to burn. Finally, Dean cracked and his shell broke as his eyes released their watery contents and words attempting to form in his mouth.

"Is he okay?" Dean asked, not wanting to know the answers.

"He is fine now. We sedated him." The doctor answered trying to be careful not to upset Dean. "So, can you tell me what happened to your brother?"

Dean silently panicked as he searched his brain for a valid excuse. "I don't know. One minute we were having a great conversation, and then he sort of drifted away and started…THIS!" Dean said defensively as he reached towards his brother grabbing his hand.

It had to have been hours since Sam's fit but he hadn't even woken up yet. Dean was scared; the thought of his brother still haunted him, everything from the look on his face to the jerking of Sam's body to the pain filled look in his eyes.

'This has never happened before. Sam has never passed out, let alone a seizure from these damn visions.What could Sam have saw to cause a seizure.' Dean thought to himself.

"Sir, can you please wait outside for a couple of minutes, while I check out your brother?" A nurse said sympathetically to Dean who was half asleep.

Dean hadn't even heard the door open or the frail nurse's footsteps as she walked into Sam's room. Dean was loosing his edge. How can I protect my brother when I can't even hear a nurse walk into a hospital room? Dean thought to himself before saying, "No...I mean…can I just stay in here I really don't want to leave my brother's side right now?"

"Sure, sweetie" She said kindly, "You look exhausted anyway."

TO BE CONTINUED…

I didn't want to leave you guys with a cliff hanger, because I really hate those things , they make me really angry. Just kidding, I thought you guys deserved it. I really owe ya'll. And I wanted to celebrate more than 1500 views and hopefully next time we can celebrate the reviews. I thank ya'll who are reviewing, and I would appreciate very much if we could get some more please. I really need some serious motivation for the next chapter.