I hope you've enjoyed these last chapters, but before you read this one I want to offer an apology. For some reason my Fan fiction didn't show the lines that I put in front of every separate part of the last chapter, so it came out looking like one long, no paragraph chapter, but it wasn't intended to look that way, so I apologise! I hope it still read ok though!
Anyway... for this chapter-
Enjoy!
Dean was slowly coming to the conclusion that they weren't going to make it out. His strength was fading fast and he knew that it wouldn't be long before Sammy's pain overwhelmed him too. Sam started to breathe heavily as he rib began to ache. He knew that they weren't far off the door to the outside, it was just a case of bypassing the lat fang that he knew was still alive-Kate.
Sam hadn't seen her as of yet, he wasn't totally sure if she was actually in the house, but he wasn't going to take any chances.
'this way dean' he led his brother by the arm down another corridor, looking to his left dean could see the Impala out the window, and he felt a rush of happiness build up inside him. They were nearly there. They were going to make it out.
'and where do you boys think your going?' asked a sultry voice from behind them. The Winchester brothers both turned at the same time to come face to face with Kate, an evil smile on her face.
'your not going anywhere!' she said, and she lunged at Sam. dean didn't know what she was doing, but he knew instantly that something was wrong when Sam squeezed his arm hard, and stiffened. Sam turned to his big brother, and gave him a horrified look.
Dean looked down at his little brother's stomach, and yelped when he saw a spreading pool of blood collect at his feet.
'no! No Sammy! Oh god!' dean moaned, he caught Sam as he fell and he helped settle him on the floor. 'sammy don't you do this to me! we were so close! Please Sammy!' he begged as Sam began to gargle blood, the crimson liquid running down his chin.
Kate threw back her head and laughed, but she didn't see dean coming at her with the machete, and soon her body was slumped on the floor, her head settling near her legs.
Dean turned back to Sam, and pulled his brother to his feet.
'sammy? Sammy can you hear me?' he asked, ripping off his jacket and shoving it in Sam's stomach to stem the bleeding.
Sam nodded weakly, wiping his face with his sleeve.
'are we...nearly there...dean?' he mumbled, trying to control his breathing. His stomach felt like it was on fire, and his legs felt like blocks of steel
'yeah yeah! Sammy we're nearly there! Don't give up now Sam we're so nearly there! A few more steps and I'll get you to a hospital!' he rambled to his little brother, letting Sam put his full weight on him, even though it hurt like hell.
's'good...' whispered Sam, his head lolling onto Dean's shoulder a little. He held it up, trying to look where he was going, but he was so weak he could barely manage it.
As dean opened the door to the outside world, he felt Sam trip and collapse onto the floor.
'no no no! Sammy, SAMMY! Come on bro! You can do this!' he said, pulling him up again and dragging his lifeless body to the car.
'You can't leave me Sammy! Not here...not now! What will I do without you huh?' he said, not caring what he said, as long as Sam believed it. Sam couldn't die. He had promised him he would get him out, and he was going to.
Sam moaned a reply, and allowed himself to be put into the Impala's back seats, where he lolled on his back, staring up at the roof.
Dean climbed into the front seat of the car. He looked back at Sam and gave him what he hoped was a reassuring smile.
'don't worry Sammy, I'll get us out of here, you'll be as good as new in no time-I promise!
He only hoped, that this time-
He could keep his promise.
What will happen to Sam? Will he make it to the hospital in time?
Next (and last) chapter coming right up!
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