This is the last chapter. Thanks to everyone who took the time to review, as usual I hope you're not disappointed with the ending.

The Hamilton Inn

Chapter thirteen

Dean continued screaming for his brother as he tried to find a way inside. The guests of the inn watched in both shock and horror as flames slowly began shooting out of each of the first floor windows then quickly spread to the second floor. Dean continued trying to get in to his brother but was pulled back when the arm of his shirt caught on fire.

"You can't help him! It's too late!" The man who pulled him back told him as he smothered the fire on Dean's arm with his jacket.

"Let me go! My brother's in there!" Dean screamed as he fought the man.

"It's too late, he's gone."

"Nooooooo!" Dean pushed the man aside and once more tried to enter the inn.

He ran to every window but the flames held him back and there was no way to get inside. Finally the fire department arrived and had to physically restrain him. But even that didn't stop him, his brother was in there burning to death and he was determined to save him. He knocked down the fireman who held him back and once more ran to the building.

"Sammy!" He cried out in desperation as he fell to his knees, but even in his shock and grief he knew Sam was gone, there was no way he could survive the blazing inferno.

Later

Dean sat on the ground with his back against the Impala totally exhausted and devastated. He stared off into the distance as tears ran down his face. His brother had saved him, but he couldn't save his brother. Sam was dead and nothing could bring him back this time.

A few minutes later Dean could see a group of firemen walking toward him. He swallowed hard, he knew what was coming the 'sorry we did everything we could 'speech. Dean looked down; he didn't want to hear any of it, his brother was gone and right now he wished he was with him.

"I think we found something that belongs to you." One of the firemen said.

Dean looked up and into the smiling face of Sam.

Dean's mouth dropped open and at first he couldn't speak…. Sam was alive.

"He walked right out of the ashes, a little singed, but alive." The fireman looked at Sam. "It's a miracle; I never saw anything like it before." He said as he patted Sam on the back.

Dean finally stood up and pulled his brother into a big hug.

The firemen walked away to give them some privacy.

"How?" Was the only thing Dean could say as he released Sam.

"She saved me." Sam smiled. "I thought I was a goner, I couldn't breathe, the fire was all around me…I thought I was going to die, but then she appeared. She sort of enveloped me with this white light and led me back into the chapel."

"The chapel survived both fires." Dean remembered as he looked at the crumbled inn and could clearly see a small area that was relatively undamaged.

"Yeah….She saved me Dean….I would have died without her."

"What about her son?"

"I saw him through the flames….He just stood there watching the place burn down…..I promised her we'd end this and put him to rest…..We have to burn his grave or this will happen again."

"We will Sam, that's a promise we're going to make sure we keep."

She had saved his brother's life, Dean knew without her Sam would be dead.

The following day

After the crowds left they kept Sam's promise. They first performed a cleansing ritual at both the site of the inn and at the beach where they first saw Evelyn's spirit. They then spent four days driving to Oregon and to Robert's grave site, then during the night they dug up his grave and both salted and burned his bones, putting his spirit at rest. Hopefully now if the inn was ever rebuilt and a dance planned for the anniversary of the fire the inn would remain standing and both Evelyn's and Robert's spirit would finally be at rest.

The End