AN: Okay I have changed this completely, its completely AU not really following the story line of the show, John is no longer in the hospital with the brothers, he may be in the story later on, I have made small adjustments to the first chapter, nothing serious, really just cutting John out, for now, I hope you still enjoy.

Disclaimer: See Chapter 1

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The sun was shining, the birds were chirping and the bees were buzzing, but inside the hospital, the Winchesters were in the middle of a war zone.

"You have to tell him Sam!" Dean yelled, his anger overflowing, "You just don't keep this from Dad!"

Sam sighed as he got up from the chair beside Deans bed, wincing slightly at the resonating pain in his back and side from the tests a few days before.

"Dean, it's for the best" He began looking over to his brother, hoping he would understand, "You know Dad is still hunting the demon, and he can't have me as a distraction, I'll be back in the game within six months time, and he'll be none the wiser." He argued, wanting his dad to keep hunting the thing that destroyed their family. Even the fact that he knew Dean was going to be stepping back from hunting was too much of a burden on the youngest Winchester, he didn't want anyone to step back, if he had it his way he would ask Dean to leave him in some hospital and just keep hunting, he wasn't as important as finding that Demon, but he knew his brother would never do that.

"I don't like it Sam, he should know" Dean announced, knowing that he was losing the battle with his younger brother. "But it's your decision, not mine." He didn't like it, he didn't like anything about it, but he knew that this wasn't about what he did or didn't like, it was about Sam, and how he was going to get better.

They were in Dean's room waiting for Sam's Doctor to come in and give them the results for the tests. The doctors had found out soon after Dean had woken up, that the two brothers were inseparable and that if you found one of them, the other wasn't too far away.

Dean shifted uncomfortably; his body was getting stiff from having to lay down in a bed for what seemed like an eternity, he couldn't wait to get out of the hospital, not only to get out of the bed, but to have some decent food, hospital food is awful.

"You okay?" he heard his brother who was getting up to come over, he didn't miss his brothers wince of pain with every movement he took.

"I should be the one asking you that" he replied, he knew his brother was scared, he would never admit his fear, but he knew, hell he was scared enough as it was, he couldn't even imagine how Sam was feeling, cancer wasn't something that ran through the Winchester family, especially the type of cancer that just kinda pops up for no reason whatsoever.

"I'm fine" Sam replied, his voice distant, his eyes looking at Dean, but his mind miles away. "Sure" Dean grunted back, as the doctor entered the room, causing both boys to look at him.

"Hello Sam and Dean, I thought I'd find you two here" The doctor smiled as he closed the door behind him.

Dean tried to smile back, but he was sure it looked more like a scowl.

Sam, however, didn't hear the doctors greeting, all he could hear was his heart beating in his ears, his emotions going into overload as the doctor pulled up a chair and looked at him, he could see his lips moving, but the words just weren't registering.

"Sam?" Dean called out, causing his brother to break free from his trance.

"Sorry" he muttered looking back up at the doctor.

"That's okay Sam, I'm here to tell you what you have to expect for the next few months," The doctor looked from boy to boy, seeing the fear in their eyes; he never liked telling families the bad news.

"As you know, you have a large tumor in your chest, after testing the lymph nodes from your neck it has been discovered that you have Hodgkin's disease. Now there is good news and bad news. The good news is, that the cancer has not spread to your bones; the bad news is, that it has spread to your right lung and your stomach. Your right lung was the one that we drained; we drained a liter and a half of fluid from that one lung alone, which is a big reason as to why you were having trouble breathing."

The brothers said nothing, both in a state of shock, both trying to concentrate hard on what the Doctor was saying, "Now because of the size of the tumor and how it has spread, I am diagnosing you as a Hodgkin's 4B, you will go through at least 6 months of Chemotherapy, possibly 8 months, and there is also a possibility of radiation, but that can't be figured out until later in the treatment. I'm going to give you a 75 chance of recovery, which is very good." The doctor tried to go slow, not wanting to confuse the boys.

"You are going to be on a 28 day chemotherapy schedule that we will begin immediately. The drugs you will be given are Cyclophosphamide, Oncovin also known as Vincristine, Prednisone, Etoposide, Adriamycin, Bleomycin, and Vinblastine, this treatment is referred to as COPE ABV. Days one to eight are chemo days, days one through to fourteen you will be taking prednisone, that's the steroid that you have already been started on. Day one will be your longest day because you need to be well hydrated in order to have Cyclophosphamide, because this drug if it sits in your bladder to long it can do some serious damage. So within the hour, I will be starting you on day one which will involve COPE, on day two and three you will only receive PE, days four to seven are rest days, day eight you will receive ABV, and then just P until day fourteen. Don't worry about the days, you will get a calendar that outlines what goes on everyday, do you have any questions so far?" The doctor asked, hoping to bring some life back into the boys.

"No" Sam replied, his eyes wide, he felt like he was being given the alphabet.

"Ya I do" Dean said dragging his hand down his face, his mind a jumble from what he was just told, "What are the side effects of the treatment? Will he lose his hair?"

"The side effects can range from being very mild to more serious; I will be giving you a pamphlet about the different side effects that Sam will experience. More often than not patients suffer from nausea and vomiting, but we have very good medications that can reduce that. There's no way a person can tell how they are going to re-act to the treatment, they could have no reaction at all, you just never really know, but there is a 99 chance that Sam will lose his hair, once it starts to fall out more, you'll notice it on your pillow when you wake up in the morning, I suggest going to shave your head to make the transition a little easier." The doctor watched Sam subconsciously touch his hair, it was always the hardest part to get over.

"So when does this start?" Sam quietly asked, trying to absorb everything that was just said.

"Well I would like to get you back to your room so you are more comfortable."

"No" Sam responded immediately, there was no way he was leaving Dean.

"Dean can come as well, he's stable enough that he can go up to your room, and we can set him up a place so he can spend the night with you as well." The doctor knew that Dean wasn't going to leave his brothers side, and he was thankful that Sam had that kind of support, more often than not a patient would come in and end up having no support at all.

"I would like to start this as soon as possible definitely within the next hour, the nurse is in the hall waiting to walk you and Dean back up to your room" The doctor got up, making his way to the door, "I will send along some books for you to read about the disease and the treatment you will be having, if you have any questions at all please feel free to ask"

The brothers just nodded, both too stunned to open their mouths. "You ready little brother?" Dean finally asked.

"As ready as I'll ever be"

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The room was quiet, the beeping from the heart monitors the only sound echoing off the walls. Sam looked up at his IV and watched as his nausea medication dripped slowly, he wanted to rip the IV out of his hand, he didn't want to have chemo, and he didn't want to be sick. He looked at the wall in front of him as his IV began to beep, signaling to the nurse that he was ready to begin his treatment; he clenched his teeth and tried hard to keep calm.

Dean watched his brother, watched the emotions go through his face; he was scared for his little brother, scared because he had no control, he couldn't do anything to help, and that pissed him off more than anything. He listened to the IV beeping and watched as Sam tensed, waiting for the chemo.

"How you doing Sammy? I can see your nostrils flaring up" Dean asked hoping to get the younger hunter to open up; they hadn't really talked about what was going on.

"Nothing, they're not flaring, that's how I breathe" Sam chewed at his lip as the nurse walked in; his eyes went wide as he looked at all the gowns and masks she was wearing.

"Its just so I'm not exposed to the treatment Sam" she said immediately noticing how tense he got. She looked over to Dean, "You have to be careful not to use the bathroom after Sam, because Chemotherapy comes out in a persons urine, if you go into the washroom right after Sam you will be exposed to the drugs." Dean just nodded, he understood the warning, but he didn't care.

"Right of course, I'll make sure he doesn't go in" Sam replied, looking forward once again, not wanting to look at what the nurse was doing.

"Okay Sam" She said quietly, "I'm just going to start you up on your Cyclophosphamide, your nose may start to feel uncomfortable, almost as if it was really cold out and the inside of your nose starts to hurt, if it gets too uncomfortable please let me know and I will dilute the drug more. This should take about an hour and a half." She tried to smile, tried to get the brothers to acknowledge anything, but they were lost in their own thoughts.

Sam tried to stay calm, he felt the tingling in his nose almost immediately, the tears started to well up, this was his reality, and it was as if the tingling in his nose had finally solidified it for him. There was no way he was going to get out of this, no way he could change what he was going to be doing, he had no control.

Dean didn't know what to say, he had never dealt with something like this in his own family, he shook his head, ashamed at his weak attitude, he couldn't even look at Sam, he didn't want to look at Sam, thinking maybe, just maybe if he didn't look it wouldn't be his baby brother laying there in the hospital bed getting chemotherapy. But he couldn't help it, he had to look up, and that's when he saw the first tear fall, and his heart broke.

"Sam?" he whispered, not daring to say more, not trusting his own voice as he slowly got up, he reached for Sam's hand as the second tear fell, his heart shattered, his own tears started to build. He didn't know what to say.

"I'm fine Dean" Sam looked at him, he wanted to be strong, but the tears gave him away, "I'll be fine" he said more firmly as his tears started to dry, trying to prove that he wasn't phased.

Dean just nodded his head as he sat in the chair beside his baby brother's bed, he was never going to let anything bad happen to Sam again, he had already let too much happen to his younger brother, in his mind, he didn't deserve Sam.

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