Careful What You Wish For

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Warning: Language

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I love you, I've loved you all along

And I miss you

Been away for far too long

I keep dreaming

You'll be with me and you'll never go

Stop breathing if I don't see you anymore


Chapter five

Sam Winchester did not like giving up. Not when he was suppose to give up on his brother. He knew that if he was in Dean's place he would have given up the second they found out they were locked up in this room. But no, Sam would not give up on Dean. No way, nuh-uh... The Only problem was that,.. all the hope he had had disappeared when Dean had made him promise he would remember... Remember how proud Dean was of him, even if Sam couldn't see any reason why Dean should be proud of him. He was falling apart, there was no way he could keep it together if Dean died.

'When' a little nasty voice corrected Sam's thoughts. Sam shook his head 'no' without even noticing he did. On hope he could give up but not on Dean. Never ever on Dean.


Sam had hard time believing that the weak and painfilled voice belonged to his brother. But it did and knowing that did so not make Sam feel better. "Yeah?"

"You've never... actually... told me anything... about Stanford... How was it...?"

Sam's heart skipped a beat. Literally. "Wh- why are you asking?"

"I get that... it's painful... I'd just... like to know... a bit more..." Dean said. His eyes were closed but they opened up to look Sam in the eye. And Sam saw pure interest, something he had never seen in Dean's eyes when he talked about school.

"Uh... okay. What do you wanna know?" Sam asked.

"Anything... Just tell... whatever you... want..." Dean said, closing his eyes again, as if he was ready to listen to good music. Sam took a deep breath and started telling.

"Well, on my first day I was completely lost. I didn't know where anything was. But I managed and after the first week I could actually find the classroom's without getting lost. Everyone must have thought I was crazy when I actually yelled in surprise when I found the history class without ending up in the library. And, oh, the library, it was so the best thing in the whole school!" Sam said.

"Are you... kidding me... Sammy...? A school... full of... college girls... and you think... the library is... the best thing... in there...? You sure... we're related...?"

"Pretty sure. And I only had my eyes on one girl", Sam said.

"Oh, yeah... Still can't... believe that... my geek kid brother... managed to make... the hottest girl... in the school... to fall in love... with him..." Dean said.

"You only met Jessica, how would you know she was the hottest?" Sam asked, surprised how easily he could talk about his dead girlfriend now.

"You've... always been... picky when it... comes to girls..." Dean answered.

"Have not!"

"Whatever... Sammy..." Dean said, a little smirk on his face. Sam shook his head and went on with his story.

"I never had the courage to go ask Jess out. She came and asked me", he said making Dean open his eyes with shock.

"You telling me... I haven't taught you... anything...? God..." At this point Dean couldn't feel his left arm anymore and the numbness was making it's way through his right one, too, scaryly fast.

"You've taught me a lot of stuff and do you want me to tell this or not?" Sam asked.

"Sure... go on..."

"Okay, so our first date was pretty traditional. Movies and then we went for a dinner. Then I walked her to her place and actually had the guts to kiss her goodnight." Sam smiled at that memory. The smile on Jess's face after they pulled away had made his heart race very very fast.

"Did you ever... miss me...?" Dean suddenly asked. His eyes were closed again and he looked like this was something he asked everyday. Sam looked at him for few seconds and then replied:

"Every day."

"You had... a funny way... of showing that..." Dean said. He didn't mean for it to be an insult, he just spoke his mind but Sam felt like all the air had left his lungs. He blinked back tears when he hunged his head.

"I know", he said quietly. "You have no idea how many times I wanted to call you, to ask if we could meet, I was just..."

"...afraid that... Dad would... pick up..." Dean guessed. Sam nodded. His cheeks were red and it had nothing to with the fact that he had just told his brother about his first kiss with his girlfriend. "I get it... Sam...", Dean said, making Sam look up.

"You do?"

"Yeah... I do..." Dean simply said. "It's just... I kinda missed... you too..."


"Oh for... God's sake... we're so done... with the chick-flick... moments... Fine, I... don't think... I could miss... anyone... as much as... I missed you... Anyone..." Dean said, looking Sam in the eye. Sam swallowed hard.

"You wanna make me miss you as much. More?" he asked, suddenly angry. He didn't know to who, he had no idea what started it, but he was.


"If you missed me so much then do you have any idea how much I'm gonna miss you when you're..." Sam sighed. "...When you're dead?"

"I'm sorry about... that, Sammy... I really am... and..." Suddenly Dean frowned.

"What Dean?" Sam asked, looking at the direction Dean was looking at. "What is it?" he asked, confused.

"I get that... you don't see that... light over... there, do you...?"

Sam looked at Dean with eyes wide with shock. "What light? Dean, is she stopping your... But... No, she can't do this, not yet, it's not suppose to go this way!" he yelled.

"I... don't know.. what's going... on... There's light... but..."

"But what, Dean?" Sam asked.

"I don't want... to go there... It's not... warm..."

"What's not warm?"

"The light... It's cold..." Dean said. "And you wouldn't... be able to... come with me..."

That's when Sam lost it. He got up and punched the door with all his strenght.

"What the... hell, Sammy...?"

"Let him go! He's not like Matthew, he has never hurt me!! And he never will, please! Let him go, I can't... I can't live without him, please, I beg you, let him go!" Sam yelled through the door. Tears fell freely on his cheeks as he couldn't control his anger, panic, fear or pain anymore. To his surprise Lily appeared next to him.

"You saying that you want him to live?" she asked in disbelief.

"Yes!" Sam said. "Yes, I do, he's my big brother... You've got to let him live, he's never done anything to hurt me... Hell, he's been saving my ass my whole entire life. Please, please, please... Just let him live..." Sam's voice had turned into a whisper. His eyes begged Lily to let Dean go, his whole soul was kneeling down in front of her.

"Do you love him?" Lily asked, eyeing the younger.

"Yes", Sam replied without hesitation.

"Does he love you?"


"Yes." Both Lily and Sam turned to look at Dean. He was having trouble with keeping the tears from falling himself but his voice was stronger than a moment ago. "I do." Lily turned her head back to Sam.

"I believe that... Maybe I could let you both leave..." she said. She lowered her gaze to the floor. Sam crossed his fingers behind his back. Then she looked straght to his eyes and smiled. "If you can save him."

"What're you...?" Sam didn't have time to finish his question before Lily was gone again. His blood turned to ice when he saw Dean, paler than ever, collapse on the floor with a thud. "Dean!!!" With two steps Sam was on his brother's side, kneeling down. His world came crushing down when he couldn't hear Dean breathing. "No... No, Dean, no, you can't do this to me, you can't!" Sam yelled, turning Dean on his back. "Dean, please..." he said between the breath he gave to him. "I meant everything I said, you can't go!" No response. "God dammit, Dean!" Sam screamed. "Don't you fucking leave me! I love you... I love you, Dean..."

But as minutes went by Sam started to get tired. He had never been so afraid in his life. His tears fell on Dean's face and chest. "I love you... I love you..."

A cough, then another... And Sam swore that was the sweetest sound he had ever heard...


"You, too Sammy..." Dean whispered. Sam heart almost exploded with relief.

"Don't do that again", he said.

"I will never promise you anything ever again", Dean said, sitting up.

"You okay?" Sam asked.

"Honestly, yeah. Are you?"

"I- I'm fine", Sam said. He couldn't believe it was over, he was not ready to put his guard down. He got up and went to the door. After ten seconds of standing in front of it, Dean came next him and pushed the door open.

"See? All you needed was my strenght", Dean joked, patting Sam on the shoulder.

"Let's get out of here", Sam said, almost pleadingly.

"We still have a spirit to..." Dean never got a chance to finish his sentence. Sam grabbed his arm and dragged him out of the house, deciding that this one just wasn't worth it...


I wanted I wanted you to stay

'Cause I needed I need to hear you say

That I love you, I have loved you all along

And I forgive you

For being away for far too long

So keep breathing cause I'm not leaving you anymore

Believe me, hold on to me and never let me go


The End

AN: No way in hell could I EVER kill Dean... Gosh.. But this was the last chapter, I'm so glad you liked my story, you made it worth writing. :D Please please please tell what you think, all of you! I'm so glad about even the shortest of reviews so if you don't have a lot of time just write 'good' or 'bad'...

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