Author's Note: So this chapter was written by Freak4ever. Not by me. You can probably tell a difference. I tried my best to go back through and fix everything.

I'll have the third chapter up soon. The updating will be farther apart since Freak4ever and I live in different time zones. Like a major time difference and I have exams coming up soon.

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It had been at least fifteen minutes they had been walking after the fight in the bar. Dean seemed much paler and Sam started to worry a lot more. In a couple of feet, Sam began to see the motel and the Impala in the parking lot. Dean seemed relieved they were reaching the motel because the rain was turning into a storm and it would be just their lick to get stuck in a storm and they weren't famous for their luck after all, especially Dean .

Dean was surely the only one in the family who was getting into the trouble. If they fought a demon Dean would at least have several bruises. Like Dean, Sam was also being kicked and thrown into walls like Dean, no doubt but never had anything harsh, even in the accident with the semi-truck couple of weeks ago Dean got himself fighting with death.

Suddenly Dean slipped in the road and fell hitting his head on the cement of the road. Sam was a bit further away so couldn't catch what happened but he heard crack of Dean hitting the cement. Sam ran behind to help him brother, shouting his brother's name for any response. His brother paler than before, luckily he didn't crack his head open much. It was just a minor cut. He stooped down to help his brother, taking his left hand behind his neck pulling his brother back onto his feet. After some more minutes in the storm he actually managed to get himself and his brother into their motel room, putting Dean into his bed, looking up to his face to see a peaceful look all covered in blood. Oh, right he had to get that cut cleaned and bandaged.

The next morning Dean opened his eyes searching for the alarm clock to hit, but there was no alarm clock and he was feeling a little cranky, in his effort to get up from bed he realized that Sam was sleeping in the edge of the bed with his hands crossed and his head laid up on them his feet on the floor Sam was looking like he stayed up all night... But why would he? Dean wondered.

"Hey buddy, " Dean whispered as his voice couldn't get out any louder and then he softly hit his brother so he can wake him up.

Sam opened his eyes and looked up at Dean to see he was even paler than last night, that wasn't just from being tired, it couldn't be. "Dean, how you feeling?" Sam asked as he was getting more worried as the seconds ticked past...

"Sammy, I'm fine. After all I'm not the one who slept on the edge of my bed, how is your back Sasquatch?" Dean claimed as loud as he could he seriously was trying to get the attention off himself.

"There is no way you can be alright, yesterday you fell on the street and hit the cement with that stupid head of yours," He pointed at Deans cut in the head, the one he had cleaned up and bandaged. Dean clearly didn't remember that and now that Sam mentioned it that would explain the headache he had..

"Sammy, I'm fine really. Never felt better, " Dean said as he opened his hands to then took a punch to his chest to show Sam his was fine. Although Sam didn't realize it but Dean shrugged a bit when he hit his chest. "Now back your things 'cuz we leaving in an hour," he said while he went to the bathroom to take a shower. Sammy was seemed somewhat relax seeing his brother back to his cocky self, although he knew that something was wrong he seemed to forgetting it for the moment, after all he didn't wanna pick a fight with Dean.

Dean was relaxed as the water was falling upon his body cleaning out the dust and the mad from the last nights rain. The pouring water make him realize himself that this time the thing that he was feeling kinda cranky wasn't something so simple, every drop of the water that was falling to his body was like 10 tons of iron, it hurt him like hell but he wasn't going to say anything to Sammy, he couldn't. He decided to end his shower faster than usually so he could get something to eat with Sammy.

"Dean, where are you going I'm not done packing," Sam questioned.

"You finish that later Sasquatch now we are going to eat," Dean said talking as loud as he could.

"Eat where?" Sammy looked confused, they were walking to the road they left Impala at the motel again. Where would they go eat there wasn't any fast food nor even a cafe in miles, how would they go there by foot.

"We're eating here, " Dean announced as they stopped out of the bar the where kicked of last night...

"You kidding me, right?"

"Nope," Dean said as he put a weak smile on his face

"Dude, we were kicked out of here last night, don't you remember?"

"Everything's gone be just fine. Trust me, I know," Dean said as he opened the door and entered the bar.

"That's what I'm afraid of," Sam whispered as he followed his brother in the bar.

Now they were out again, they were kicked out faster than last night and Dean didn't objective as he usually does. But they got some food with them so it seemed that that was the reason he didn't object. Now they were back at the motel Sam kept packing and Dean was checking the Impala out getting her ready for the next trip. He thought of driving the whole time so he wouldn't worry Sam he would pull over only for them to eat and go to the rest room nothing more.

So they did just that. Sam didn't say anything as it was Dean he was talking about after all. They took off for the next town.

Dean drove for two straight days now. He pulled over only for them to eat and to stop at a rest stop. Sam was getting pretty worried Dean was even paler from two days before and he seemed weaker. Just as Sam is thinking that, the car goes off the road and they stop in bushes along the side of the road. Sam look over at Dean

"Dean what the hell man!" Sam shouted as he was shocked from the sudden shortcut they just had taken. When Dean didn't answer Sam looked at his pale brother only to see his distressed face all sweaty.

"Dean are you okay man?" Sam released his seat belt so he could check his brother who didn't seem to be doing very well. He touched his forehead only to found out that Dean was burning up with a fever.