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Chapter 6
Sam was at the well again with Dean by his side. Everything had a greyish tone to it. At first Sam thought it was a vision, but it would have hurt a lot more to be a vision. And Dean was in it, and Dean was dean.
'Dean! You-you're here?' Sam said bewildered.
Dean nodded. 'You still have a job to do, Sammy.'
Sam raised his eyebrows. 'This damn well? Dean it killed you. You're gone. You left me.'
Dean shook his head. 'Think about it college boy.' Sam shook his head. Even in dreams Dean could really be his usual pain in the ass self.
Dean flicked a coin to Sam. Sam caught the coin and looked at it in the palm of his hand. The damn gold coin.
When Sam looked back up, Dean was gone.
Sam shook his head to shake the sleep out of him. What wonderful dreams he always had. Sam looked back down into the palm of his hand. Dean's coin was still in his hand. Sam shook as he let out a breath. He felt so drained even after his nap. Crying really did take a lot out of you. But his family weren't too accustumed to crying. You had to be strong to be a Winchester. At this point, Sam could definatly care less. He got up and walked towards the elevator to head to the cafateria. Sam still couldn't understand why Dean would die if their father was alive. Something must have gone on that Sam didn't know about. Right?
As he made his way down the hall, he bumped into a nurse.
'Oh, sorry!' Sam said as he helped her up. Trisha looked back at him. 'It's fine really.' She said and walked away quickly. Sam raised his eyebrows. She didn't even remember him. The elevator door began to close and Sam ran for it. The door opened back up and he walked in and stood next to the hospital janitor. Sam eyed him real quick and saw that his eyes were normal. But he wasn't fooled. It was the same janitor that was possessed by the demon before. The janitor pressed the basement button and the doors closed. They stood there in silence until Sam couldn't take it anymore.
'Why can't you just leave us alone?' He asked. The janitor still looked at the elevator doors and smiled.
'Oh, Sam. Can't you see. I'm only doing this because of you. If I can't get you easy, I'll just have to get you the hard way. Even if that means killing everyone you love. And might I say, I'm doing a hell of a job doing that.'
Sam faced the demon and threw him up against the wall. His eyes were now glowing yellow and he smiled evily.
'C'mon, Sam. I'm running outta people to kill. Just give yourself up. I have big plans for you.'
'What kind of plans?' Sam demanded pushing him further into the wall.
'Brilliant ones. Nothing I want to spoile so soon. Sadly, no one can help you now. You're as good as mine.'
'What did you do? Why is my brother dead? How come he dies if my dad lives?!'
The demon smiled. 'Why would I tell you?' He spat. 'As long as your useless brother is out of the way, I'm that much closer to reaching my goal.'
Sam shook his head. 'Not yet. Dean won't be gone for long. You better watch your ass.' He said as he punched the demon right in the face and he fell to the ground.
The doors opened to the basement and Sam walked out quickly.
'Don't worry Sam.' The demon said as he got up from the ground. 'I'll see you sometime soon.'
Sam ran up the stairs back to his father's room. His appetite was long gone and all he wanted to do was get out of this damn hospital.
As he went into the room he bumped into his dad who had his bag slung over his sholder. Before Sam could think staight he already knew what his dad was planning.
'Please don't tell me you were about to leave me.' Sam demanded to know. His dad look down at his feet as if they were suddenly much more interesting.
'Dad! I have no one! Dean came to get me from school to find you! I gave up school just to find you! And when we finally do, Dean dies and you expect me to just take care of myself? I have no where to go anymore. And it's all your fault!'
'Don't you think I know all this!' His dad yelled shocking Sam slightly. 'I screwed up this time. Big time. I'm sorry all this happened. I'm sorry you lost Dean. I'm...' His dad trailed off and put his face into his hand. Sam stood there for a minute not knowing what to do. He put his hand on his dad's shoulder and spoke up. 'D-dad, I really don't know how to tell you this.'
'What Sammy?'
'Okay, so right now, this day. It already happend. Three days ago, except-except you died. Dean woke up and a few minutes later I found you-'
John looked up. 'What? How?'
'After we left the hospital I decided to take a hunt and Dean made a wish that ended up killing him. This well was haunted and he threw this in'
Sam said taking out the gold coin and showing it to him. John took it and looked at it.
'This isn't Latin. It's- Italian.' Sam nodded. 'The lady that gave it to us was from that culture. And she knew about the well.'
John nodded. 'So with this,' he said holding up the coin. 'Dean made a wish and he died?'
Sam nodded still almost unable to believe it.
'Then we should finish this hunt.' John stated pocketing the coin.
'But dad-' Sam said trying to stop him.
'No, Sam. That's an order.'
All Sam could do was nod. John and him made their way out of the hospital as a plan began to form in John's head. Dean would still be breathing after the hunt even if it was the last thing he did.
It took so long for me to update because I was grounded. I'll try not to get grounded anymore for you all.
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