I'm back again! I must say I am overjoyed at the amount of reviews - so soon. Because I seem to have people hooked i shall continue posting parts of the story. As I am evil I am going to end each chapter on a cliff hanger and i will post a chapter everyday except weekends, that's my time off to get ahead with the stories.

Last time:

As soon as the arrived outside the hospital, "Dad, Dean's stopped breathing" Sam shouted.

John bolted out the car, pulled Dean out and ran into the hospital with him in his arms. "Help he's stopped breathing".

As soon as John came through the doors some medical staff came in with a gurney. John put Dean down as the staff helped. John was then pushed out the way as a doctor began CPR. Sam had been following John the whole way and now was watching the doctors performing CPR on his big brother.

"We have a pulse" John heard one of the doctors say. They said a lot of other things as well as they wheeled him away but Sam and John were just focusing on the fact that they hadn't lost Dean, yet. Sam and John went towards the doors that Dean had just been wheeled through.

"Sorry sir you can't follow him he's gone straight into surgery. Could you please fill out these forms for me?" The nurse at the desk said.

"But my son" John said almost lost for words.

"You'll be able to go and see him once he's in ICU. I'll tell you exactly when you can go see him. After you've filled in these forms why don't you and your other son go and get something to eat?"

"Ok, Sammy you hungry?"

"Yeah a little" Sam said reluctantly he just wanted the time to pass quickly so he could see Dean.

Sam and John were silently eating in the canteen very slowly after seeing all that blood, Dean's blood; they didn't have much of an appetite. The only things that were going through John's head were the images of his hand and his hunting knife piercing Dean's flesh, the Demon made sure he was watching, Dean didn't even flinch, but the shock on his face was now engraved in John's head and he wouldn't be able to forgive himself or forget until Dean was back on his feet and even then he would still carry alot of guilt on his shoulders; this was something only time with his son's could heal, with time.

Sam on the other hand was in complete denial "Dean's fine, he can't be hurt, my big brother will always be there for me, he's fine" this is what he was telling himself as he thought that maybe if he thought this enough then Dean would be fine.

Time couldn't go any slower, five long hours later the nurse from the reception came into the canteen and walked up to John and Sam.

"Mr Robinson" she said tapping him on the shoulder. Before she could say any more his head snapped around.

"Can we see him" John said as calmly as he could.

"Yes, but I think your other son should wait outside for a minute".

"I would agree...but my son's are inseparable"

"Ok then, would you follow me"

John and Sammy responded with a nod of the head at the exact same time.

The woman stopped outside of the room they assumed Dean was in. "it may be hard to see Dean like this but the doctors say the next 24 hours are critical in his recovery that's why he's heavily sedated. Would you like some time alone with him?"

"Yes please. If you don't mind"

As soon as she started to walk away John and Sam walked into the room. Dean was so pale and lifeless that it scared Sam and John right down to their boots, he was the strongest out of all of them and he kept the family together as much as Sam and John hated to admit it they knew that Dean was stronger than both of them mentally and John had no doubt physically he would be too, once he had grown up a little more and was back out of hospital.

Sam stood by one side of the bed, John stood on the other side. Surprisingly there wasn't that many tubes sticking out of Dean. Sammy held Dean's lifeless hand and John put his hand on Dean's head.

"I am so sorry Dean. It's all my fault" John said.

"Dad, he's coming around"

"Sammy, the nurse said they had heavily sedated him"

"You know Dean's stubborn enough"

Dean woke up with a start and breathed in a big gasp of air. He was sitting now sitting up, his breathing erratic, his heartbeat increased, his eyes wide open and darting all over the room but not taking in anything. In Dean's head he was going over the look on his Dad's face as he stabbed him.

"Dean, Dean, calm down your safe now" Sam said.

"Sammy?"

"Yeah Dean, that's right"

He slowly started to calm down and as he started to notice his surroundings more and more.

"Is that really you?" Dean said.

"Yeah Dean it's me" John said.

As John was saying this he put his hand on Dean's shoulder but quickly pulled it back when Dean flinched away. John knew that Dean would need some time to get over the shock he just hope Dean wouldn't hold this against him.

"Sorry Dad, i know it wasn't you, it's just it looked like you and I can't get the images out of my head".

"Dean, you don't need to apologise you did nothing wrong".

"I should have been more careful..." Dean could not finish his sentence as a wave of pain suddenly engulfed him and made him tense up and he began to silently writhe with pain.

Keep tuning in. One of my favourite parts is coming up. More hurt/limp Dean!! *evil*laugh*

Keep reviewing it may make me post faster - hey, you never know, for example yesterday i was so impressed with the amount of reviews i got in a matter of hours i thought i would reward you with another chapter (and i have plenty ready to go - i just don't want to post it all in one go). It can't hurt to review - be polite :P