A/N: Hey guys here is another one shot for you all. Hope you enjoy. Thanks for everyone who reviewed you guys are just so amazing and to everyone who followed or Favorited. Thanks.

Summery: Dean would always protect Sam, every nightmare, every pain. He would always be there.

Set in: Each part is set in a different season. Order: Season 1, season 3/4, Season 6, and Season 8, spoilers.

This isn't Wincest. Just them being brothers and family love. No incest.

Sammy

Sammy was seven when he first screamed from a nightmare. When he first shot up in bed covered in sweat and shivered, as a blood curdling scream erupted from his lips. Tears streaking down his innocent, pure face. Terror in his eyes and fear thick in his voice as he screamed Deans name.

"Sammy Sammy, what's wrong?" Dean's voice was frantic as he rushed into the single bedroom of the rundown motel that their Father had dumped them while he killed whatever monster it was this week.

He gathered his sobbing little brother into his arms, bringing Sammy's head to his shoulder while he hugged the rest of his body close to his chest.

"What happened?"

Hot tears soaked the back of his shirt and small gasps of breath filled the eerie silence of the room.

"The monster Dean. The monster, she took me away. She tried to eat me."

Dean froze. The Shtriga, he was remembering the Shtriga. A year later and he was still having nightmares about that bitch. He felt his little brother begin to shake again. Tears flowing harder than before, broken sobs wracked from his chest and sweat clung to his forehead, making the curly locks plaster against his skin.

Dean barely heard Sammy's gentle voice and quite plea.

"Don't leave me Dean"

Its my job to protect you Sammy.

"Shhhh Sammy everything's okay."

I'll take everything Sammy.

"Just breath little brother"

Nothing will ever hurt you again Sammy.

"I'm here okay. Let it out"

Pour everything on me Sammy.

"I'm not leaving Sammy never"

I have to protect you. I'm your big brother,

I'll always be here, Sammy.

Sam would never tell Dean, but for those four months , he never slept. Every night he would wake up screaming Deans name. Begging thin air to bring his big brother, his best friend back. His only family. He shouted to God, to Demons to any bastard that would listen. Pleading, please please give me Dean back . I need him, he's my brother. My big brother. The same brother who raised him, who bandaged him up when he was hurt. He had been his father, his mother and brother. His protector , the only person he could trust. Why wouldn't they bring him back, what did he do that was so bad, he didn't deserve his big brother back.

Then by some miracle, well Angel actually, Dean was back. Castiel had saved him from Hell and he had his brother back. Yet the nightmares still surfaced, and he would wake up before Dean or just not sleep so Dean wouldn't know how much losing him, watching him be ripped to shreds had affected him. He was lying to his recently resurrected brother but he couldn't let Dean see him weak. He had to be strong for Dean, he was still dealing with the torture of Hell. Dean didn't need to know about the would keep it a secret, that was going fine until.

"Please. Please give him back. I'm begging you give me back my big brother!"

Dean was startled awake by his brothers screaming. What was he even screaming about.

"Give me Dean back. Please"

Dean was shocked still by the sheer devastation and desperation in Sam's tear filled voice. Sam was having a nightmare about him.

About when Dean was in Hell, that is the only explanation.

Dean slid out of his bed and knelt down beside Sams. He watched as Sams face wrinkled up in agony and despair. He was begging.

Dean laid his hand on Sam's shoulder, slightly shaking him trying to wake him from his nightmare.

"Sammy wake up"

Sam shot up in his bed and wrapped his arms tightly around his big brothers shoulder. He didn't care that he looked like a pussy , hugging his brother because he had a bad dream, he didn't care.

"Talk to me Sam."

The great Sasquatch that was Sam Winchester let his body go limp and lent against his brother. Just like when they were kids, he choked back his sobs and in one great rush he poured everything out and onto Dean.

"I watched you die Dean! I watched you fucking die, you were ripped to shreds and i couldn't do anything, then you lay limp and lifeless in my arms and i thought of all the times you protected me and i couldn't save you Dean. For four months i tried and i tried but nothing worked i begged and pleaded , bribed and blackmailed but nothing worked. I screamed to demons and fuck even to God that they would bring you back, you didn't deserve this Dean i just wanted my big brother. What could i do without you, you have been my rock for all my life and i couldn't cope without you. Then you came back but my nightmares are still haunting me, what if you leave again, what if they kill you again and i cannot help. What if they take you from me again? What do i do Dean?"

Dean pulled away from Sam and gripped his little brothers shoulders, forcing Sam to meet his eyes. Dean could see into Sams soul and was saw how much Sammy was actually hurting. He never knew he meant that much to his little brother, feeling his own tears slip down his face, he moved to gripped Sams neck and looked into his brothers eyes.

"Look at me Sammy. You are my little brother, even if you are like a freaking giant, but you are my little brother and i will never leave you again okay. You are my family, my only family you will never have to live without me because even if i die, again, i'll always be with you. Little Brother, don't you know its my job to look after you.!

The wall was never perfect. There was always the possibility it would break. It has not broke, Sam would know if it had broke but maybe it had cracked. Images, visions, memories that were not once there now are. It has to be the wall cracking. Images of cages and chains. Pain , so much pain.

Overwhelming him,

consuming him.

Then the nightmares started, every night, images of Lucifer and Michael plagued his mind. Lucifer in the vessel of Nick, then he saw himself as Lucifer. He saw Michael as his little brother, the pure face of Adam Milligan taunting him. The nightmares became too much and he didn't know how to deal, how to cope. The only other person he could talk to is Dean.

"Dean?"

"Hmmm"

"Dean, can i ask you something?"

"Go for it"

Sam shifted slightly, not knowing why he felt so nervous.

"How did you cope with nightmares, of you know, Hell?"

Dean looked up from his cheeseburger and glanced at his brother, worry filling his eyes.

"Are you remembering Sam?"

"I think so."

"Dean I'm scared."

Dean set his cheeseburger aside and focused onto his little brother. Watching his Brother as he fidgeted and squirmed, His eyes darting around the room, glancing at the ceiling, wringing his hands and gripping at his wrists .

Chains.

Sounds kinky yeah but Dean remembered being in them chains, them tightening around your body, cutting of your circulation.

Sammy remembered Hell.

"I drank Sammy but for most of it. You , Cas, Bobby. You helped me through it, i just had to remember i wasn't there, it was hard but with you three i coped, you kept me sane and real. Without you three i wouldn't know what was real and what was torture. You Sammy, it was you that got me through the nightmares, and I'll help you get though with yours."

A small smile crept onto Sams lips.

"Thanks Dean"

"Anything for you Sammy"

Sam lay in the bed at the Bunker. Groaning in pain and shouting at the sharp stabs of excruciating pain that shot through his head. He could hear Dean arguing with Kevin,while trying to sooth and comfort him. He could barely remember what had happened over the last few hours. He was finishing the trials. Crowley. Pain. Dean. Pain. Crying. Pain. Hugging his brother. Not completing the trials. More pain. Dean, Angels.

"The Angels they're falling"

The sharp sound of a body crashing into the pound shook through Sam's system and he winced in pain.

"Dean it hurts"

Dean turned to his brother who was breathing heavy against the cold metal of the car, eyes buried deep,surrounded by redness and bags. His eyes smashed closed and the pain shone clearly on his face. He looked a mess, he looked like he was dying.

Not again.

I will not loose you again Sammy.

Never again.

"Look at me little brother, I'm here. We're gunna get you out of here. I won't leave you."

Dammit Cas, we need you.

"Everything will be fine Sam. Cas will come and help. You'll be perfectly fine.

Tears ran down both their faces.

Sam's tears were of pain and resentment. Why couldn't he do anything right. He screwed up everything he tried. He was always letting Dean down, that's what he had confessed. How he had let his brother down.

"Let me go Dean. Just let me go. I can die here, i deserve it."

"Sammy come on. There is nothing i wouldn't do for you, no one i would put before you. I will save you Sammy. You're my brother."

Dean pulled his little brother into another hug, just like he had after he had wrapped his hand up. Sam rested his chin on Deans shoulder and cried in his brothers hug, just like he had when they were kids.

The Angels light up the night sky as their wings were ripped from them.

Castiel stood at the top of a hill he didn't know and cried as he watched his brothers fall.

Kevin was watching lights flicker in the bunker.

And Sam hugged Dean with everything he to his older brother for safety and protection because Dean would always take care of him.

Let it go Sammy. I'm here to take it.

We've both done bad things Sammy but we're always be family.

Always Sammy. I'll always be here.

We lost a lot Sammy but you'll never lose me.

You'll never be alone Sammy.

I'll always be your brother.