A/N: I hope you like the chapter. I like to thank those who have been reading and reviewing my story. Your interest in my story has feed my moojoo. D


end of chapter 5:

Anna looked away. Her heart was breaking for your brother. She moved closer to the building. As she reached to pull back some branches of a bush, she unveiled a drawing on the wall, a symbol made of blood. "More." Was all she said before her hand was planted on the symbol and Castiel was yanked from sight.

Castiel's screams could be heard as the brief light opened up the swallow him. Anna stood there staring at the spot that once had held her brother. Sadness washed over her. She turned to see Dean staring at her. "I'm sorry." She was gone.

He watched the interaction of the two angels he most trusted. Unsure what want down, his fears were answered in Anna's simple words. "I'm sorry." Still unsure what was happening to him, he could feel all hope washed away from what was left of his mind. A single tear ran down his face as he realized he was truly alone.

Samuel walked over to Johnny carrying a tray of food. "Mrs. Hobbs gave you a big slice of pie today, Johnny." He set down next to his patient. "She must really like you." When he looked up to Johnny's face, Samuel saw the tear fall. Moving in closer, he asked. "Hey, Johnny. You ok?" Samuel knew Johnny wouldn't answer him but he had learned to read his patient's eyes. And they were telling him Johnny was greatly sadden.

Johnny's eyes rolled over to stare at the young orderly. With just a stare, Samuel knew something unsettled his patient. He reached out and laid a hand on Johnny's shoulder. "Its ok, Johnny. I'm here." Samuel tried to reassure the man in the wheel chair. No more tears came. The contact, the touch, was enough for Johnny to realize he wasn't alone.

Samuel could feel the tension go from Johnny's shoulder. "Let's eat. It's your favorite. Cheeseburger meatloaf." Samuel starts to feed Johnny who welcomed the attention. "And dessert is Apple Pie."

With each fork full of food that was offered to him, Johnny only stared at the familiar features. Never refusing the young man beside him, he took each offering of food. It was like it was his job to please the man before him. It was his job to keep this young man happy. 'Its Dean's job to watch out for Sammy.'

"Wish I could finish my book with you, Johnny Boy." Samuel continued to talk as he fed his patient. "I seemed to have misplaced it." Another fork of food was offered. "I surely did want to find out what happened to them brothers." He stopped the fork short of Johnny's mouth. "You remind me of that Sam guy." He looked a little closer at his patient. "No. You would be Dean. Always quick with the wise remarks." Samuel smiled. "Yeah. You're Dean. And I'm Sam." He laughed. "Well, I wouldn't have to change my name."

Samuel continued to feed Johnny. Making small talk as he went. Once he was done. He got up and moved around behind Johnny. "Let's get you back to your room." With that, they moved toward the hallway.

He never saw the red headed woman in the corner watching them. Her own tears filled her eyes. She stood there watching the shell of a man she had great feelings for.

Samuel tried to spend as much time with Johnny as he could, but he did have to leave him for other patients and other duties. That never stopped him from returning to Johnny's side for a few short words to bring that sparkle back in his favor patient's eyes. Even after he had clocked out for the day, Samuel would stay, making sure Johnny was settled in bed before he himself left for the night.

The next morning, Samuel came in to find Johnny awake and staring out the window. Samuel paused at the door to watch his patient. Johnny was so much more than just a patient to him. He felt as though the man before him was family. A small smile came across his face. "Yeah, family." He thought to himself.

Pushing off the door frame, Samuel walked in with a smile on his face. "Hey, Johnny. Ready to get the day started?" The moment his words left his lips, Johnny rolled his eyes to the familiar voice. Samuel moved to face Johnny. "Let's get you changed and in your chair." Samuel's face was lite with excitement. He could see that same excitement in Johnny's eyes as well.

No matter Johnny's pitiful state, Samuel was always able to get Johnny's eyes to light up when he came into his room. Samuel made quick change of Johnny's adult diaper and changed him into a clean pair of pajamas and robe. Johnny's eyes following his every move. It was almost like he was afraid of losing sight of Samuel.

With remarkable ease, Samuel lifted Johnny into his wheel chair. It was then, Betty stuck her head in. Samuel didn't notice her at first.

"Hey, Samuel? Can you help me with Charlie?" Her pleading voice rung out.

Samuel turned to see her at the door. "Sure." Betty was always asking for help with Charlie. He can truly be a hand full at times. Samuel adjusted Johnny's robe before he turned his chair toward the window. "I'll be right back, Johnny. Our little Betty needs me again. She just can't keep her hands off me." He jokingly said.

"Yeah, right." Betty replied, as Samuel turned toward her. "You're just that easy to talk into things." She smiled.

"You can talk me into anything, Sweetie." Samuel smiled as they exited the room.

Johnny was turned toward the window. His eyes watched the lack of movement outside. It wasn't long before he heard foot steps approaching from behind him. He didn't hear Samuel's voice. Whoever it was stopped just behind his chair. Slowly it was turned to face the person who came in.

The nurse knelt down to show her face. It was Betty. She was now eye level with him. "Hello, Dean." Her eyes turned black. "Remember me?" An evil grin danced across her lips. She tilted back slightly. "Hi." Meg playfully said.

Meg moved behind Dean's chair again. "We are going to have so much fun, Deano." She leaned in close to his ear. "You see. Every demon around is hunting for the great Dean Winchester. And little old me is the one that found you. Oh, don't worry. I'll make it very painful. Promise."

She starts to steer Dean into the hallway. As they turned into the hall, the carnage revealed itself. Red stained the floor and walls. Patients and staff alike littered the floor. Chests ripped opened, throats slashed. Dean's eyes could only gather a small amount of the butchery being unable to move his head to see more.

"The things I have plan for you will make your stay in hell seem like a church social." Meg continued to talk. Meg stopped Dean's chair. As she did, Dean did see the face of the person near him. Samuel's lifeless eyes now stared back at him as his blood ran down his neck and dripped onto the floor.

A tear forms in his eye. Meg moved in closer to Dean's face. "He really liked you. Just like family. Did you know that?" A smile on her face. "And like family, they die." Meg laughed and continued pushing Dean's chair down the hall.

"Oh, I want you to see something." She continued to taunt him. "It's my art project." She stopped the chair a second time in front of a large wall. She moves the chair so Dean could see what was on the wall. "I call it 'Stick Around Angel'." She said in a sick laughing voice.

Before Dean was a person empaled to the wall with IV poles. Arms were outstretched like they were on a cross. The tears came on quickly to Dean's eyes for he was looking at the only hope he had. Anna's eyes shown no life in them as they stared back.

"Party time, Deano." Meg said as she pushed his chair into room that was once the cafeteria.

TBC

A/N: Don't worry. Sam and Cas will return sometime during the party. hehehe Let me know what you think. D