Here's a little appearance from John and Dean. Thanks again for reading and for all the great reviews.

Chapter 46

For winter break that year, everyone was going home. That left Sam and me alone until mid January. Sam had been working at the city library for quite awhile cause they paid more and I took extra shifts at the station so other people could be with their families. Sometimes he'd bring me dinner when I was working double shifts, but other than that we'd barely see each other.

On Christmas Eve, something completely scary happened. Sam was on his way home from work. There were a couple of drunks that decided to drag race on the street in front of our apartment building. One car rear ended Sam and sent him crashing into a street lamp. The other hit my Camero, which was parked on the street.

My temp partner and I arrived on the scene first. The drunks climbed out of their cars on their own. They had minor cuts and bruises, but the cars were totaled. Sam was trapped in the Trans Am and he wasn't answering our calls. We had to wait for fire and rescue to get him out.

I was completely panicked, but tried very hard not to show it. After what had happened to Dean I was afraid I was looking at the same thing with my little brother. I kept my head until after we got Sam to the hospital. He had a broken collar bone and a concussion. He also needed stitches in his head.

As soon as he was in the doctors' hands, my captain released me from the rest of my shift because I knew Sam and there was no one else there. The first thing I did was call Jess and tell her what had happened. She was on a plane back from L.A. an hour later. The next thing I did was call Dean and dad. They were already on their way to Palo Alto to see us.

I basically did the same thing with Sam that I had with Dean a few years earlier. I stayed with him and never left his side until Jessica got there. The doctors said that considering what had happened his injuries were minor. There was some swelling to his brain so they were keeping him sedated to see if the swelling would go down on it's own.

Dad and Dean got there an hour after Jessica did. I didn't tell her they were there. I just told her I needed to go check on something and I'd be back later. I met them in the lobby and told them exactly what had happened. I also told them what the doctors had said.

Dad asked me where I was when the accident happened and I told him I was at work. Dad started yelling at me then. He wanted to know why I had left Sam alone and how I could let something like that happen to my little brother. I knew he was just upset and didn't really mean what he was saying, but I went off on him anyway.

I asked him where he was when Sam had fallen off his bike and broke his ankle. I also asked him where he was when Dean did the same thing a few years before Sam did or where he was while Laura and I spent 6 years being tortured. I told him he had no right to make a random car accident my fault and I completely understood why Sam was so desperate to get away from him.

Dean pulled me away from dad before I could take a swing at him and told dad to wait for him in Sam's room. I stood there glaring at the old man as he walked to the elevators. Dean pulled me outside so he could calm me down before we went back to Sam's room. When we got over to where the Impala was parked I wrapped my arms around my big brother's neck and started crying.

Dean wrapped his arms around my waist and then stood up straight, picking me up off the ground as he did so. We stayed that way for a few minutes and then Dean put me down and asked if I was ok. He thought I had been in the accident too because they had driven by the apartment building and seen the Camero before coming to the hospital. I told him I was fine because Sam had driven me to work that day.

We stood there all quiet for a few minutes and then I told him dad was right. Dean just looked at me like I was crazy and then asked what I was talking about. I told him that dad was right because he and Dean had sent me there to protect Sam and I wasn't with him when he needed me. Dean told me I was crazy then. He said that I was there when it mattered and I had said myself that it was a random accident.

I just nodded and then we went back into the hospital. I ran into Jessica in the lobby and she told me she had just met dad. Dean just kept on walking cause he wanted too see Sam. I had completely forgotten that Jess was in Sam's room when Dean had sent dad up there. She said dad didn't really seem all that bad.

I asked her why she'd come downstairs and she said she was looking for me. She said that she thought dad needed some alone time with Sam and she wanted to check on me anyway. She asked me where my brother was and I said he had just gone upstairs to see Sam. Jess suggested we go get some coffee and leave them alone for awhile. I was completely happy with that suggestion.

We went back to Sam's room 2 hours later and found dad alone. I asked him where Dean had gone and he said he had sent Dean to a motel to get some sleep. Dad also said that the doctor had come in while we were gone and the swelling was going down in Sam's brain. Jess and I both breathed a big sigh of relief. Dad told us they were no longer giving Sam a sedative and that he should be waking up soon.

With that last statement, dad got up from the chair by Sam's bed and started to walk out of the room. Jess told him that he should stay, but dad said he didn't think it would be a good idea. Jess looked at me and then told dad it was nice talking to him. Dad walked out of the room and Sam never knew that he and Dean had ever been there.

Sam woke up a few hours later. He had a killer headache and was in a little bit of pain because of his collarbone, but he was ok. The hospital released him the next day. The Trans Am and the Camero were completely destroyed. Sam and I both nearly cried over that.