Okay, so this is an extremely short chapter so guess what? I'm going to post another one right after this one. Two for the price of one. Hope that works for everyone.

Cindy.

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The door to Sam's room slowly opened and Dean immediately was on alert. He relaxed when he saw Bobby walk through the opening. Bobby nodded as he approached Dean's chair.

"How's the patient?" Bobby whispered, mindful not to wake Sam.

"I need to talk to you about that," Dean whispered back, standing up and moving to the farthest corner of the room, Bobby following close behind.

"So, what's up?" Bobby asked with concern.

"Sam's got it in his head that if he doesn't recover the use of his hands, the best thing for him to do is to leave and for you and I to hunt together," Dean said, glancing toward the bed to make sure his brother was still asleep.

Bobby sucked in a quick breath before slowly letting it out. "Is he crazy? He can't go off on his own! What about the yellow-eyed demon? If Sam's hands aren't functioning, how is he gonna protect himself?"

"I know! I told him that, but you know how stubborn he is Bobby. I don't know how to get through to him. He thinks he'd be in the way and that he'd be a danger to me. Says he'd feel worthless. I don't want him to feel that way, but I can't have him running off on his own."

Bobby shook his head knowing full well the fight they would have on their hands. Sam was as stubborn as John had been, maybe even worse. And if he thought Dean would be in danger if he was around, he would find a way to leave. "Okay Dean. We'll figure this out. We may not have to worry about it though. Have you spoken to the doctor yet?"

"He was in a little while ago. Said there's some sort of infra-red treatment that they can try. It's mainly for diabetics with nerve damage. He said it's worth a try. Sam starts physical therapy and the infra-red tomorrow."

"Did the doc say when he'd be released?"

"Couple more days. Dr. Ameche wants to make sure Sam's pneumonia is under control and that he doesn't develop any infections. He has to come daily for his treatments and PT."

"Okay, we'll just have to make sure we don't let the kid out of our sight. Make sure he works hard and doesn't get discouraged."

"Thanks Bobby. Thank you so much. I don't know what I would have done if you weren't here. I know you've been away from home for awhile now and I understand if you need to get back."

"You're not getting rid of me that easily boy. I'm here for the long haul. I have a buddy watching the place and the dog. You're gonna need help keeping an eye on that one."

"Thanks Bobby."

Bobby nodded curtly and both men moved closer to Sam's bed, each watching him sleep and lost in their own thoughts. Thoughts that revolved around one Sam Winchester.

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So, there it is. I'm off to post chapter 24 now. Please let me know what you think!!

Cindy.