A/N: So I thought it was time for a little more of this. Just remember NOT DEATH FIC. Thank you all for your reviews, I am trying to catch up on replies! Thanks to everyone who reads, whether you drop a line or not. I send hugs to you all!

Chapter Two

Sam watched his brother's chest, each rise and fall, each time waiting until it didn't happen again. He was desperately looking for answers, but terrified to leave Dean's side. The answer was there, he knew it.

Sighing, he looked at the clock, if the pattern continued to copy itself, Dean would rouse soon. The clock ticked again, it was so loud Sam was tempted to tear it off the wall just to get some peace from the thing. Each second ticking away more of Dean's life.


"Here, Dean."

"How long?"

"There's still time."

"Don't leave."

"I won't," Sam promised.