Thank you so much for the reviews. I am glad you guys are really enjoying this story.

I am not too sure about this chapter I worked on it quite a bit, but I am still not too satisfied with it. Let me know if you guys have any suggestions on what I could do to make it better. It is more Dean oriented, and there isn't too much going on, it is more of a filler chapter.

Anyway...on with the story!

"Sam?…can you hear me...Sammy!" Dean tried not to get too excited when he saw the tears start to gently roll down Sam's face, and his eyes open slightly for such a short moment, he wasn't even sure if he really saw it. He gently placed his hand on the nape of Sam's neck as he studied his bruised and bloody face for any signs that Sam might have heard him, and open his eyes again.

"Sammy, can you hear me?" Dean was fighting the urge to just shake his baby brother to get him to wake up.

"Mm…De…" it wasn't even a whisper but Dean still heard it.

"I'm here Sammy… I'm right here, it's gonna be okay."

"De…hurts…" Sam mumbled in a pained voice, causing Dean to unsuccessfully fight the tears back even more.

"I know Sammy… an ambulance is on the way… your gonna be alright… your gonna be alright…" He wasn't sure if he was saying it more to comfort him or Sam. Truthfully he really didn't really know if he was going to be alright, but he wasn't going to give up on his baby brother that easily. He was a Winchester after all and Winchesters never give up no matter what.

"…cold…" He heard Sam whisper drawing him out of his thoughts. He took off his jacket and carefully, trying to avoid hurting him even more placed it over Sam's shoulders the best he could around the car that was almost seemingly molded around Sam's body holding him in place.

"There… that any better?" He asked Sam, once again placing his hand on the nape of Sam's neck, but there was no response.

"Sam?…"

Nothing. Not even a twitch

"Sammy!...SAM!!!" He yelled when he once again got no response. Dean scrambled for a pulse dreading that his worst nightmare had finally come true.

After what felt like an eternity, he finally let loose a breath he hadn't realized he was holding, when he felt the weak pulse of his baby brother's heart. 'Oh, thank God…' Dean thought to himself as his chin fell to his chest in relief.

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Dean didn't know how long it took for the ambulance to get there he just knew that it felt like an eternity. Seeing his baby brother trapped in the car, bloody, bruised, and stooping over the steering wheel unconscious, tended to do that.

"It's going to be okay Sammy the ambulance, and fire department are here. They're going to get you out soon. I promise." Dean whispered tearfully to Sam as he brushed his blood matted hair back from his forehead, even though he knew he was unconscious and couldn't hear him.

"Excuse me? Sir? I'm going to have to ask you to move, please?" Dean was startled by the calm assertive voice that cam from behind him, and placed a gentle hand on his shoulder.

"What?" Dean wasn't sure if he didn't hear them because of the rain that was once again coming down heavly or because he was lost in his own thoughts.

"I said, I'm going to have to ask you to move, please? What's your name sir?" A middle aged, balding man, whom he assumed was a paramedic, said a little more loudy over the pounding rain.

"Oh, sorry. My names Dean." He said distractedly, while remaining in his position crouched on the ground next to Sam.

"Okay, Dean. My name is Gabriel. You can call me Gabe if you would like. This is your brother, correct?" He asked referring to Sam.

"Yeah… he's my brother…" Dean said looking at Sam with sad eyes, as he once again stroked Sam's hair away from his face.

"Okay, Dean? What's your brothers name?" Gabe could tell that Dean was distressed, maybe even in shock, and was trying to keep him calm.

"Sam… his name's Sam." He told him, as he let his tears fall, not caring if anyone could tell through the rain. This is his baby brother for God's sake, and he could die any minute right here in front of him... but that wasn't going to happen. He wouldn't let it, and if he did, Dean wasn't going to be far behind. That was just a given in his book.

"...Dean?"

Dean shook himself out of his thoughts when he heard his name being called, and a gentle hand was once again placed on his shoulder.

"What?... sorry..."

"I asked if your brother has any allergies, or existing medical conditions we need to know about." Gabe asked him calmly, while giving him a worried but understanding look.

"No, none that I know of." He said once again staring at Sam.

"Okay... well, I am going to have to ask you to move out of the way now Dean, so we can help Sam." Dean just hesitently nodded his head, and slowly rose from his protective perch, with his hand still lingering on Sam's head.

Gabe started to lead Dean away with a gentle grip on the oung mans arm towards an ambulance tp be checked for shock. That was until Dean realized he was being taken where he wouldn't be able to keep an eye on Sam.

"Where the hell do you think you are taking me?" Dean asked as he looked at Gabe then the ambulance, then back at the car that held his severly injured baby brother, and relixed he could no longer see what they were doing to Sam. "There is no way you are taking me where I can't keep an eye on my brother!" Dean nearly yelled when he realized they were trying to take him in the ambulance. "I'M NOT THE ONE WHO IS HURT! YOU SHOULD BE OVER THERE HELPING MY BROTHER, YOU BUNCH OF IDIOTS!" Dean yelled as he yanked his arm out of Gabe's grip.

Gabe stood for a second staring at Dean with a slack jaw. Dean had went from seemingly calm, just understandably upset, to being mad and a bit scary in a split second. It unerved him a bit.

"Dean we have to check you to make sure you aren't in shock. There are people already helping Sam. He is in good hands I promise. Just trust me, okay?" Gabe told Dean calmly, trying to coax him into coming with him to the ambulance.

"Why the hell should I trust you!? I don't even know you! That is my baby brother! I need to be there for him...if he wakes and I am not there he might panic, and that is the last thing he needs, right now." Dean said the last part in almost a whisper as he looked at Gabe with sad, tearful eyes.

Gabe just looked at Dean for a few minutes considering what he should do.

"How about, you just let me check your vitals first. Then if your okay, you can go back over. as long as you stay out of the way. Your not going to do your brother any good if your in the hospital yourself..." He looked at Dean with pleading eyes, praying Dean would agree, because iff not they may end up with bigger problems.

Dean thought about it for a moment before taking one more quick glance over at the car, before nodding."Okay... but you better make it quick."

"Promise. it will be the quickest vitals I've ever taken." He gave Dean a friendly smile, and led him to the ambulance.

So? Was it any good? Any suggestions? Please, please, please review. It really helps to move the story along. It might be a few days before I get the next chapter posted. I have a lot going on this week, but I will move it along as soon as I can.

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