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An hour later, 12 noon, Dean found himself sitting in a wheelchair next to Sam's bed in the room the two were finally going to get to share.

"Dad, Bobby, Caleb can you give me a minute with Sam?"

"Of course Dean," Bobby and Caleb responded in unison.

John however, remained still even after Bobby and Caleb had both excused themselves from the room.

Dean looked at his stationary father, noting the pain he saw expressed deeply in his father's eyes as he stared at Sam.

Caleb had filled Dean in a short time ago about the guilt his father was feeling. His dad had finally left the hospital to rest and get a quick shower when both he and Sam's conditions had drastically worsened. He knew his dad was afraid to leave the two again, even for a moment, but Dean knew he needed to speak to Sam alone.

"Dad?"

John blinked quickly as he snapped out of his thoughts. "What?"

"Dad...I need to speak to Sam by myself. I know you don't want to leave us alone...I understand dad, but I promise I just need five minutes."

Dean looked at his father and offered him a small smile. "Dad I promise...I'm fine...and if you give me a few minutes with Sam...eventually Sammy will be fine too...I promise nothing bad will happen Dad. I promise you."

John looked at Dean, trusting every word he uttered. "Ok Dean. The doc said that they are not sedating Sam anymore and it looks like the sedation is wearing off. Just keep him calm and just talk to him Dean."

"I'm gonna get him back dad."

John smiled at Dean. "I trust you son."

John then walked out of the room to join Bobby and Caleb.

Dean then turned his attention to Sam noticing that Sam's head was starting to move around a bit. The sedation was clearly wearing off.

"Hey Sammy. Dude you can't let me have the attention for one second can you? I mean I get an infection and you do this. Sam, I was just trying to rest and all I hear is dad yapping in my ear about needing to help you," Dean said his voice thick with humor.

Dean chuckled. "You know I'm kidding Sam."

Dean's expression then became much more serious. "Seriously Sammy, Dad told me his theory about your nightmares and Sammy...you need to snap out of it. You did good kid...I'm still here...You saved me Sammy. I did not die. And that is because of you. I would never have been able to get myself out of that house with my leg, but even when you were injured you got us both out...Sammy I need you to pull through. I would never be able to live with myself if you didn't make it...Please Sammy I need you little brother."

Dean felt a lone tear trail down his face as he looked at his brother. Dean saw Sam's eyelids start to twitch as if Sam was waking up.

"Sammy?"

What happened next frightened Dean to his very core.

Sam's eyes shot open and he began yelling Dean's name.

"Sammy! It's me! It's Dean!"

Sam continued to scream Dean's name. As his eyes roamed wildly, never truly seeing the one person his confused mind thought was dead.

Dean then saw Bobby, Caleb, his father, and a nurse with a syringe come running into the room. Before the nurse had a chance to administer the sedative, Dean yelled at her. "No! Give me a minute...I can get through to him!"

Dean reached over and grabbed Sam's shoulders, and leaned down into Sam's face.

"Sammy!" Dean yelled as loud as he could several times.

Sam suddenly stopped moving and yelling. His eyes blinked several times before they widened in recognition of Dean. "D-D-Dean?"

Everyone in the room released a deep sigh of relief. Dean smiled at Sam deeply. "Yeah Sammy...it's me...damn kiddo...you gave us a scare."

"D-D-Dean...but...how...I didn't get to you...you died..." Sam whispered as tears pooled in his eyes.

Everyone in the room felt their hearts break as they heard the pain in the youngest Winchester's voice.

"No Sammy...you saved me...you did get to me in time little brother." Dean then touched Sam's cheek. "Do you feel that Sam. I'm alive...you saved me kid...I am alive and so are you...we survived Sam."

Sam's chin began to tremble as several tears spilled down his face. "You're alive...Dean...I thought I lost you..." Sam grabbed the hand Dean still had placed on Sam's cheek. "Dean..."

Dean felt another tear trail down his cheek as Sam began to sob.

Sam suddenly remembered what happened after the earthquake and what happened after he woke up in the hospital.

Through the tears Sam smiled at Dean. "We survived," Sam whispered.

"Yeah we did kiddo."

The nurse in the room wiped the tears from her cheeks. The moment between the brothers breaking her heart. She had never seen two teenage brothers interact like that before. The earthquake had ravaged many families, but at this moment she had full faith that this earthquake may just bring this family closer together.

The nurse cleared her throat and spoke up, "I'm going to go tell Dr. Thatcher the good news. And Sam...it's good to see you awake."

Sam and Dean both smiled at her as she turned and left the room.

John, Caleb, and Bobby then approached Sam and gave him a hug.

This earthquake had destroyed where the Winchesters' were staying. It had killed several people and left many injured. This earthquake had destroyed people's lives, but for the first time since the ordeal began John Winchester had full faith that his boys would pull through. He knew nightmares about earthquakes would occur. He knew both boys had a long way to go until they were fully recovered. But John Winchester also knew that if they were all together, the Winchesters with the help of Bobby and Caleb, would be okay.

John smiled as he saw Sam and Dean joking around together. He silently slipped out into the hallway and walked right to the bathroom where he allowed himself to release the tears of joy that had filled his eyes at the sight of his two boys finally interacting.

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Now Sam's back too! Only one, two, or three chapters left...not sure yet:) Please review:)