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Chapter 16

Bobby returned to the room to find Dean the same, but Sammy was now also unresponsive on the floor. What the hell had happened? Bobby wondered as he screamed for help falling to his knees beside Sammy as he pulled him into his lap.

Sammy looked around, trying to figure out where he was. It looked like an empty movie theater. Maybe a lobby, one similar to the ones Dean had dragged him to when they had been kids. Actually now that he looked around at the red and gold stripped wallpaper that had the black accents it reminded him a whole lot of the one theater they had basically spent the summer in when Dean had been around eleven. They had spent so much time there the owner let them watch as many of the the old monster matinees as Dean wanted for cleaning up the theater after the shows. As he walked around looking at the walls of the lobby he was surprised to find there were posters of him and Dean. They appeared to be displaying different times in their lives. The one it showed was playing now was called 'Splash'. It was him and Dean the summer they had started the 'Splash Wars', them sitting on the dock of that tiny lake. One poster was 'Surrender' with a picture of the impala with their dad's underwear hanging off the antenna. And yet another was 'Monsters under the Bed' showing him and Dean on the bed with Sam holding a flashlight and the one beside it was 'Camping 101.' with a picture of the motel bathtub on fire. Touching one of the posters Sammy mumbled, "You have been listening, big brother." as a tear slid down his cheek. The lobby posters were showing everything he had spent the last week talking to Dean about.

As he walked to the only doors he could find down a short narrow hallway he hoped he was finally going to get to see his Dean. He noticed the walls continued to be covered with different events from their lives. Most featuring mainly Dean and himself. Pulling the door open he stepped into a dark theater, letting the door slam shut he let his eyes adjust. Finally he spotted Dean in the middle of the theater watching the screen and laughing. He stopping laughing as Sammy got closer and as Sammy stood beside him, he told him without looking up, "You can't be here Sammy."

Sammy sat down turning slightly towards his brother as he told Dean frankly, "If you've been listening you know I'm not going anywhere until you do."

Dean sighed and looked at Sam as he told him, "I'm tired, Sammy. I don't know if I'll ever get you back and this is better than out there."

"Dean… you don't understand." Sammy started only to be stopped by Dean's angry words.

"I understand that Winchesters don't get the lucky breaks. I understand that Winchesters don't get anything but the bad ones. I understand that I'm tired of hitting my head against a brick wall. I finally get it. Okay? It took me along time. But I get it." And with that statement Dean turned and stared at the screen.

"So…. You think I'm not real? Dean, Cas put my soul back in my body. I don't remember anything before the pit, but I'm me. Please look at me." a pleading tone creeping into Sammy's voice.

Dean looked at him with no emotion, "Prove it."

"I can tell you what each one of those posters are about outside in the hall and in the lobby. Most of the ones in the lobby I've been talking to you about in the hospital. You've been listening to me. You've been hearing me even though you are in here. This one I was talking to you about earlier, this is the first one I brought up. This one, "Sam nodded at the screen, "Is about the summer you started the Splash Wars."

Dean looked at him surprised as he told Sammy, "I didn't start them, you did. I started the Prank Wars."

Sam looked confused and then a slow grin flashed on his face, dimples showing, "Yeah I guess I did." Sammy sighed as he told Dean as honestly as he could, "Dean. I don't know what's been going on. I came to in Bobby's living room and I had no idea what was happening. Last thing I remember I was falling into the pit with my little brother I never got a chance to know and leaving behind the only brother I've ever known. Then all I knew was that my big brother looked dead and I couldn't wake him up." Tears free fell down Sammy's cheeks.

Dean blinked a couple of times staring at the tears racing down Sam's face. He lunged up, spilling drink and popcorn to grab Sammy to him. Sammy instantly returned the hug, whispering in Dean's ear, "I have missed you, D."

Dean pulled back just enough to stare at Sammy face, studying him as he questioned his confusion evident. "If you're back then how are you here?"

"Dean, do you even know where here is?" Sammy asked, curious to know the answer.

Dean shrugged as he said bluntly, "No, don't really care. No pain here or anything else. I can eat my popcorn, drink my soda and watch happy times from before. Perfect. 'Cause you're here now." as he released Sam and sat back down, pushing the spilt container of popcorn away with his foot. "Pull up a seat Sammy. Stay awhile."

Sammy sat down and stared at Dean before asking softly, "Dean, doesn't this remind you of heaven just a little?"

Dean startled and stared back at Sam as he asked just as softly, "Why? Am I dead?"

"No." Sam said as he finished his thought in his head, not yet, but if I can't convince you to leave we both will be. "Dean, we are in your head. You're in a coma. You have to come back with me."

Dean glared at Sammy before saying, "I." He stopped, looking down and taking controlled breaths. Looking up he asked Sammy, "What did I tell you at Stull?"

Sammy's lower lip trembledknowing exactly what Dean was asking so he answered his brother, "That you wouldn't leave me."

"Did I?" Dean asked as he watched Sammy's every movement.

"No, I left you." Sammy cried softly, covering his face.

Dean pulled his hands away as he told his little brother carefully, "Watch these with me and then I'll do what you ask, okay?"

Sammy nodded and Dean grabbed the back of his neck and squeezed gently.

The screen was playing the part just after the splashing had died down and they had climbed back onto the dock.

"Dean that was fun." Sammy told his brother as he looked at him adoringly.

"Yep, it was. We make a great team, you start it and I finish it." Dean told his little brother with a smirk and then pushed Sammy back into the water.

Dean laughed as he pointed as he told his brother, "See Sammy… that was fun and carefree. We had each other." He sobered instantly. "I'm tired of being alone."

"But, Dean if you come with me, we will be together again." Sammy said gently.

"But we're here together now. Why can't we stay here?" Dean asked, sounding confused once again.

"But if I stay here with you. My body will die and I won't be able to be with you. Do you understand, Dean? I'll stay if you decide not to come back. But I don't know how long I can be here when my body dies and I don't know how long you will be able to stay here yourself, D…" Sammy said matter of factly.

Dean studied Sammy for so long that Sammy wondered if he's fallen asleep with his eyes open.

"Sammy, what do you feel right now?" Dean asked out of the blue as he studied Sammy.

Sammy suddenly felt like everything depended on his answer. He swallowed hard before saying softly, "I'm scared. I got back and I'm not sure if I'll be with you or not. I have no idea what has happened since the pit. Has it been hours, days, weeks, months or even years? I don't know. I came to not remembering anything. But all I wanted is my brother and you are here." Sammy finished his voice shaking as he blinked back tears.

Dean sat silent working things out as Sammy waited patiently for him to make his decision. Sammy would be standing with his brother, whether he decided to stay or come back with him. They would be doing it as the Winchester Boys, together, team Winchester once again. They had both agreed they were done with the solo acts.

TBC