I know I am posting more than I am supposed to but I had an idea in mind and I felt like I had to write it down and post it. Please review because I feel like I only have one person reading this story. I would love it if you took time to review.

This fanfiction will be about a demon that is on Sam and Dean's trail. I wrote this for the girls who like it when Sam is hurting! Please review because I will continue on if you want me to! Lots of Limp!sam and a little Limp!dean. I hope you enjoy

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Dean didn't do anything wrong.

Bobby was just being under sensitive about the situation. He would never think that he would let Sammy get hurt.

For god's sake, he was sleeping at the time!

how was he supposed to know that Sammy would be stupid enough to go wandering around alone at night?

Dean was about four hours away from the exact hotel that they stayed at before.

whoever did this to Sam would so totally pay. That sonofabitch was going down!

The drive felt different without Sam in the car to complain about the loud music and after a while he felt himself getting annoyed by the sounds coming from the radio.

he looked at the empty leather seat beside him. his mind pictured the overly sized, young boy.

The hunt happened a week ago. The stupid mistake that Dean made, the stupid mistake that caused everything to happen.

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"Are we really going in?" Sam asked as dean tossed a fully loaded pistol at him.

"Hell ya, we are not going to let that thing hurt anybody else!" he loaded his own gun and pushes it into his pants.

"I don't know if it's such and good idea…" Sam looks at the house in front of them

"Sam, I can handle this."

"WE have never hunted anything like this before alone, dean! We need help! it's going to take way more than two people, to take down a poltergeist!" Sam stops dean from walking any further towards the house.

"Well Sammy, I guess we are going to have to take an educated guess on how to take it down and work together, as a team!"

"This just doesn't require teamwork Dean! it requires the skill to not get killed, which obviously we both don't have! We are still human! we can't take on every single thing life throws are way!"

"I know that. but this… we have to go. We know it's going to be here so, let's load up and start shooting."

"Please dean… I am begging you. don't do this."

Sam stares at Dean, his eyes wide and pleading. The john winchester really started to show in Dean now, Total and complete stubbornness. Sam didn't like it. he didn't want him or dean to get hurt, but there was no way that dean was going to get talked out of this. Dean had his mind set and that meant that he was going in, with or without Sam.

This poltergeist was strong though. For god's sake it had killed one of their fellow hunters. He had tried to take it down and now, look where he ended up.

"Fine Dean, just please stick by me and don't do anything stupid" Sam couldn't believe he was going through with this.

Dean stalked forward with his gun and Sam quietly walked behind him.

The house had a dark look to it. You could tell right away there was something wrong with it, but for some reason to everybody else it looks as a normal as any other suburban house. Not any different than the house next to it. But it was so different. Evil was swarming through it. Evil filled it and once Sam And Dean entered the evil would be ready. It had been waiting for a while for more people. Finally, Sam and Dean is what it has been looking for.

They entered, Sam covering Dean's back as he moves forward and

Dean covering Sam's. The floor creaked underneath them as they moved slowly across the loose floorboards. The small noise made Sam jump and Dean then really knew how freaked Sam really was. Dean glanced over at Sam's stern face. He was hiding the fear inside, he could tell. Sam's hands gripped his gun with much force.

The first sound made both of the boys stop dead in their tracks. The scream pierced into the air, ripping through their ears, making Sam drop his protection to cover his ears and protect himself from the horrid sound.

"What the hell is that!" Dean shouted, trying to be louder than the frightening screech.

"I don't know!"

The boys immediate reaction is to go right towards the sound and that is exactly what they did. Dean rushed ahead, leaving Sam running behind, but not fast enough to stay with dean.

"Dean! What the fuck are you doing? Don't run ahead you are going to get yourself killed!" Sam yelled ahead not being able to run anymore because the noise was getting louder and louder.

"Sam if you can't keep up then just wait behind!"

"Are you freaking kidding me? We are supposed to have each other's backs! Don't you dare leave me behind!"

Sam didn't see it until it came soring down toward him. The desk slammed down on his body knocking the breath right out of him. he gasped out as the weight of the furniture crushed him and Sam could not muster up the strength to push it off.

"Dean! Dean help!" He shouted with what little strength he had left in him

There was no answer. Dean had already ran forward, leaving Sam behind to try to take on the poltergeist himself. But what Dean didn't know was that the thing was in the room with Sam and that Dean was nowhere near it.

"Dean, please help! It's in here!" He managed to puff out

The minute Sam spoke again the desk was lifted off of him, but not by dean. It was floating, hovering above him. the furniture was once again pushed down with great force and Sam could hear his ribs crack when its weight bored down on him.

Sam couldn't talk anymore and Dean was nowhere in sight. Sam was dragged out from underneath the desk and was lifted up, forced into a standing position. A gust of wind pushed him back into the wall and it moved Sam's already broken ribs out of position. He cried out as the white hot pain rushed through his body and went straight to his head. IT was too much to handle.

"Dean, you fucking idiot…" Sam mumbled as he slipped into oblivion away from the pain and away from the poltergeist.

Dean knew Sam could handle himself and he didn't want to be here anyway so why can't Dean just ward away the monster and then meet back up with Sam unharmed.

He heard Sam scream from the other room and Dean knew he had made a huge mistake leaving him behind. The door slammed closed to the room that he was in and he ran right into it, jarring his shoulder.

"NO! Sammy!" Dean used all his force to kick down the wood door. It wouldn't budge at first and he didn't know what to do.

he grabbed the bag to get rid of the thing and he took out his gun, jamming it into the wall breaking a hole into it to throw in the herbs to get rid of it. A bright flash of light appeared and he knew that the thing was gone because the door that was once locked shut was now wide open.

Dean flew down the stairs to find Sam's broken body lying on the floor. he gripped his little brother in his arms and tears sprung from his eyes as he held the almost dean man in his hands.

"Oh my god Sammy… i am so sorry."

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