AN: Goooooooooooooood evening my Imperial Storm Army! This is the final chapter! I know, I know. But I need to get the ball rolling on the fics up on the board so I can refill it and get to work on new fics. The next fic up, is the sequel to The Little Ones! Then Dead Rising! After that I got a few requests to fill in. So there's the scoop on what's coming to a Fanfiction near you! Anyways, Happy December guys and gals! Christmas is right around the corner! I still need ideas on presents and to find a tree. I also got baking to do. So much to do so little time! I also turn 23 on the 18th. My goodness I'm getting old! Lol! I might 22 but I don't look like it. People tell all the time I look I'm 15. It's a good thing though! Anywho, when we left off Sammy is home and doing great! Now it's time for Sam and Dean to have a little talk. Let's go!

elliereynolds777-Thank you darling! In my little world, Castiel tries to help when he can despite being cut off from heaven. Dean and Sammy are going to have a talk. Sorta the same one my dad gave me years ago.

1hotpepper-Sadly. But it's only temporary! I'll be getting back soon! Yay!

Disappearing Rose-Thank you darling! Sam is a person! Not a lab rat! Unless I make him one and then Dean comes and saves him...I just gave my self an idea.

Guest-I know! You can't watch past seasons I don't think. But I don't really like watching the episode on the site. It sometimes lags and is buggy. At least my mom's laptop thinks so. I've never had a problem with it.

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Everything's Alright.

About a week later

Sam walked outside and stretched. He had been mother henned to death by Dean and Bobby. Even Castiel mothered him. He honestly didn't blame them though. The infection he had gotten was pretty bad and it scared them.

They fluffed his pillows, brought him food, books to read, tucked him, and everything you can think of. Castiel popped in every now and again to check on Sam and see if the barrier he put was holding up okay.

He was grateful to them but the mothering was wearing on him. He needed a little space. Hence why he was outside. It wasn't too hot, too cold. He took a deep breath and sighed. The fresh air was doing him some good.

He sat down on the swing on got lost thought for a bit.

'Is Dean mothering me because he was programmed too? Is he going to kick me out when I'm completely healed? What do I do now? Damn you Lucifer! I should be dead! I want to be...' Sam thought to himself.

He jumped a mile when he felt a blanket covering him and hand on his shoulder.

"Easy kiddo just me." Dean said.

"Hey Dean. Um...why do I.." Sam started but was cut off.

"Because you just lost the fever and we don't need it coming back. So humor me. Please?" Dean asked.

"Okay. Thank you." Sam said quietly.

Dean nodded. He looked at Sam and sighed. He had been dreading this, but they needed to have this talk.

"Sammy. Why'd you jump? Was because of me?" Dean asked.

Sam looked at Dean and shook his head.

"Don't lie to me Sammy." Dean said firmly.

"Not all you. Partly because of Lucifer, the angels, you. I just lost it and when I found out I was Lucifer's vessel I lost it some more. I also did it because I was tired. Tired of all this, tired of Lucifer, just freaking tired." Sam said softly.

"Sammy. I...I didn't mean anything I said. I was angry and you know how I get. But that's no excuse. And what the angels said and everything, I don't blame you. I should've came and got you. I'm so sorry Sammy." Dean said.

"It's okay." Sam said.

"No it's not okay! You could've died! Nothing justifies taking your own life! Nothing Sammy! I know I was dick and the angels weren't any help. But you still should've came to me. We would've listened. Sammy. Don't ever try this again. Please. You die, I'll be coming right after you." Dean said his voice cracking.

"I'm sorry. I thought I would've made it easier for everyone, for you, if I'd die. I also figured if Lucifer didn't have his vessel, you, Bobby, and Cas would've had a decent chance. But he told me I couldn't die. He won't let me." Sam said softly. His voice was soft and resigned, head down so not to see his brothers eyes.

Dean blinked. So his hunch was right. Sam had tried to kill himself before when they found the cabin in near ruin.

He knelt down in front of Sam and took his face in both hands and forced Sam to look at him.

"Sammy. Listen to me and listen well. You ever try to kill yourself again. I will tie you up in chains and lock you in the panic room and never let you go! When I saw the cabin you were holed up in, I lost it Sam. Then I really lost it when I couldn't find you. I thought I really lost you and I couldn't tell you I was sorry. If you would've died Sammy, I would've followed you. There's one thing in this world I absolutely refuse to do." Dean said.

"What?" Sam asked.

"Bury my kid. I refuse to bury or burn my kid. You Sammy. I can't do it. You couldn't if you asked me too. So don't ask me to kill you. Or anything like that. I won't do it. In fact as weird as it sounds, I'm glad Luci brought you back." Dean said with tears in his eyes. "I refuse to lose you Sammy. We will figure a way to beat to the damn devil and put him back in his cage. But for the love of God Sammy, don't you do this again. I love you too much to lose like this."

Sammy listened to his brother, and looked into his eyes and saw nothing but love, truth, trust, but mostly love. Dean really loved him. Sam sniffled and tears fell from his eyes.

"I promise I won't do it again. I'm sorry Dean. I'm sorry." Sam cried.

Dean gathered his brother in his arms and rocked slowly as his baby sobbed.

"It's okay buddy. It's okay. Big brother's here. I got you. I'm here. Shh." Dean soothed although he had tears running down his face.

After a few minutes Sam and Dean broke the hug and wiped away the tears. Dean looked at Sam with a serious face and asked.

"Sam do you still feel like, offing yourself?"

"Honestly? I still feel tired, but I think I can manage now. With your help." Sam said.

Dean nodded.

"Good boy. You come to me if you even think about so much a hurting yourself. Got it?" Dean asked.

"Got it." Sam said.

Dean nodded and patted his brother's shoulder. He saw Sammy yawn and chuckled.

"Come on Sammy. Let's get you to the couch for a nap." Dean said helping Sam up.

"Not tired." Sam yawned again.

"Sure you're not. Come on kiddo. Nap time." Dean said.

Dean got Sam all situated and tucked in on the couch. He watched as his brother dozed off. He smiled and went to get up but a hand stopped him.

"Stay? Please?" Sammy asked with the puppy eyes.

"Not going anywhere kiddo. Just making myself comfortable." Dean said and situated himself on the couch so that his head was in his lap. "Sleep Sammy. I'm right here."

Sam nodded and snuggled into Dean.

Bobby smirked and took some pictures when he found his boys like that sometime later. Everything was right in their world again. At least for now.

Awwww! I don't think I'll be adding an epilogue. I actually don't have one in mind or had one planned. So this is the end! Thank you all for adding/fave/alert! As always thanks to my reviewers and regular readers! You guys rock!

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