AN: Goooooooooooooooood evening my Imperial Storm Army! So sorry guys and gals! Weekend and all. Sigh. But I had a great weekend! I went to my friends house and we played with clay! We had a clay day! :) I had so much fun! I made a derpy Ninja Turtle, a Batman that looked a member of the Beetles, lol! A pizza, a plate full of cookies, a Tardis, an Eevee, a Devil's Trap, and a angel/demon tablet. The Devil's Trap and tablet are Christmas presents for a special someone! Shh! Don't tell them! Lol! O mai 'Lanta you guise! Thursday's mai birthday! I'm going to be 23. Time flies so quickly. Like now. I feel like it should still summer! Christmas is almost here! I'm so excited! *sighs dreamily* Christmas time. Such a wonderful time. Family and friends come to together hand in hand or in spirit. Alright enough of that! If Dean saw me having a chick flick he'd kick me. Good thing he's not here. He's with Sammy and Cas right now. Their looking at trees for the bunker. Sam wants a tall one, Dean wants a fat one, and Cas wants a little one. *facepalm* At least the bunker's all pretty and decorated. Anyways! When we left off, Sammy no! He got worse and the doctor has bad news! Wah!

Nimphidelle-Lucifer made me do it! *points to Lucifer* Gotcha there didn't I? Winchesters don't get breaks. Lol!

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Missy Winchester-XD Sorry darling! It's all Lucifer's fault! He made me do it! Daddy Dean is a daddy through and through! :) I'll catch you if you fall!

Catgirlz99-Hello darling! Good to hear from you again! SAMMY! Don't worry. I can't let Sammy die!

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All You Have To Do Is Pray

"What is it? Is Sammy okay?" Dean fearfully.

"Sam has pneumonia. It's very severe. It caused one his lungs to collapse." The doctor said.

The private waiting room filled with gasps.

"Y you fixed it right?" Jody asked. Dean seemed unable to speak. Even the doctor didn't like the way he paled.

"We had to carefully insert a chest tube and then the ventilator." The doctor said. "The chest tube is there to make sure his lung stays re inflated."

"A chest tube? Sam's so tiny. Are you sure you had to put one in?" Bobby asked.

"I know Sam's very small. But it was the only we could do the wouldn't hurt the little one. But Sams case is so serious. We put him in the NICU. Pneumonia for adults is bad, but for a baby Sams size, it's lethal. That's why I hate to bring bad news. Sam is sick, he might not make it through the night." The doctor said sadly.

"No. Nononononono. You have to be wrong. Tell me you're wrong." Dean pleaded.

"I'm so sorry Dean. You all may stay with the baby as long as you like. Follow me." The doctor said.

He led the small heartbroken family to NICU. When they got to ward he lead them to a little private room where Sammy was.

When Dean saw his baby in the crib covered in wires and tubes. He fell to his knees and whimpered. Fucking whimpered! Dean "the badass" Winchester does not whimper.

"Dean son?" He heard Bobby say.

He felt the doctor feel for pulse and check his tempurature. He then let the doctor and Bobby help him up and led him to a chair, and sat him down.

"Dean?" Castiel asked.

"I I'm okay." Dean choked. He shakingly made his way to his baby and slid his hand through the steel bars and held a tiny hand in his. "Oh Sammy. My baby. Daddy's here now. Okay? You're not alone baby boy. I'm here."

Dean tried to be brave and keep his cool. But seeing his Sammy like this and looking much smaller had him bawling. For the first time he didn't care if there was an audience.

The doctor wrote down Sam's vitals and looked him over, then he left the family alone with their baby.

Castiel was sniffling and tears covered his face. Dean said it wasn't his fault. But he couldn't help but feel that way. He was a ba big brother. He let the baby get sick. Then like Dean, he too started to bawl.

He stiffened when he felt strong arms holding him. He then realized it was Dean. He was also whispering in his ear brokenly, although he was still crying himself.

Jody and Bobby too were shedding tears. Sam meant a lot to them and if he died all of them wouldn't know what to do. They all loved and needed Sammy. He was the glue that them all together.

"Dean?" Castiel sniffled.

"Yeah buddy?" Dean choked out.

"Can we pray? For Sammy?" Castiel asked.

Dean nodded. He didn't know what good it would do. But it might make everyone feel better. They gathered in a circle, holding hands and they bowed their heads.

"Dear god. Don't take Sammy away from us. He means to much to us. He's our light in this cold, dark world." Dean started brokenly.

"Please Father. Save my earthen brother. He does not deserve to suffer for my mistakes. They said it wasn't my fault. But I can't help but feel like it is. So please. Don't let him suffer." Castiel said.

"Don't you dare take this boy away from me Lord. I've known these two for as long as Sam has been in diapers. They made this old man happy when he was on the verge of losing himself. Please don't take my adopted son. I'd be powerful sad if you did." Bobby said.

"Please don't let him die. I know I lost my husband and child. But Sam and Dean fill the hole in my heart. Sam is so precious to us. We'd all be so lost without him. The hole my heart would come back and I'd be so depressed. Please Lord. Don't take him." Jody said tearfully.

"Amen." They all said together.

They didn't have to wait long. Their prayer was answered right away.

"Well, if he means that to you. I suppose that I can work a little magic and present a miracle." A voice said.

They all turned and gasped. One of Sam's night nurses was possessed by the Lord himself. She was a small, red headed girl. Probably in her late twenties.

"Father?" Castiel asked.

"Hello Castiel." She smiled at his child.

"Can you save him?" Dean asked desperatly.

"Hello Dean. Yes I can. That is why I'm here." She smiled at the young hunter.

She went across the room the crib and placed a hand on the baby's forehead.

"Samuel. You here a re so loved by your family. I'm here to grant you, your life. You still have a lot to do when you get bigger. But for now. Enjoy being small with your family." She said and healed the baby.

With a flick of the wrist they all were home and Sammy who was wrapped in God's arms was peacefully sleeping cocooned in his blanket and sucking on his paci. God stepped up to Dean and passed him Sammy.

"All healed. Treasure every moment with him." God said and went back to Heaven.

They were all stunned but snapped out of it and began to hover over Dean and Sammy.

"Oh Sammy. My little Sammy. My baby. You're alright now. Thank you God. Thank you so much." Dean whispered with tears.

The family all slept together in one room. Not one wanting leave to Sam in fear of him disappearing.

Dean was on the bed with Sam on his chest and Castiel snuggled into his side, on the other bed which was pushed up against the Dean's was Jody and Bobby.

The little family slept peacefully that night. God had given them their Sammy. And they will make sure he's happy and healthy for years to come.

Aw! This is the last chapter! Epilogue tomorrow!

Until Next Time! *Stares at mew Christmas tree*