I don't own SN or any other characters. This story came to me after reading sammygirl1963 stories entitled Anger's Heartbreak and Anger's Betrayal. I hope you love this story. Bobby's really protective of the boys. Reviews are welcomed.

Dean was trying to figure out where he was. He couldn't remember much of what had happened in the last twenty-four hours. The last thing he remembered was his dad screaming at him to duck as a demon came at him. After that he couldn't remember a single thing. His head was pounding and he knew that he was defiantly not in a bed that he knew or a motel bed either and when he looked up it was confirmed. Dean was laying in a hospital bed with his fourteen year old brother, Sam or Sammy laying beside him resting his head on the chair. "Sammy." he said, but his throat was so dry he couldn't get anything out. "Sammy." he said again and that got Sam's attention.

"Oh thank god." Sam said hugging Dean being careful to avoid the wounds that Dean knew nothing about. "I thought you were dead I didn't know what to do if I lost you." Sam said letting his tears come.

"I'm not going any were little brother. Can you tell me what happened?" Dean asked hoarsely.

"We were in the woods and dad was laying the trap for the demon, but somehow it knew we were there and came after us first." Sam told him. "You were closer to it so it went for you and since you'd positioned yourself in front of the cave in the tree facing your back to the other entrance…. It grabbed you." Sam said tears flowing from his eyes. "Dad screamed at you to look, but it had already grabbed you and then you landed beside me and I knew that you had to be dead because you didn't move. Dad went after it and I tried by hardest to get you awake, but I couldn't. You just laid there and didn't respond. I didn't know what to do Dean so I did what I thought best." Sam said. "I called Bobby." He said looking across the room and letting his eyes rest on Bobby.

"Where's dad at?" Dean asked

"Bobby made him leave because he wouldn't stop yelling at me to stop being a baby over you. I couldn't take it anymore and he knew it and sent dad to a motel. He'll be back in the morning though." Sam said.

"No he want." Dean said. "We're getting out here." Dean told him. "Get Bobby awake, I'm eighteen I can check my own damn self out." He told his brother.

"No, Dean you have to stay here." Sam said and it was in a louder voice that woke Bobby up.

"Dean, Sam." He said looking over to see them arguing. "Dean you're awake."

"Yeah and you're helping me get out here." Dean said.

"Dean I don't think that is the wisest idea. I'm all for getting you outta here, but Dean you have six broken ribs from the fall not to mention the bit marks on your shoulder." Bobby told him.

"And your wrist was broken it two places along with you doing something to your back." Sam told him. "The doctor said you couldn't move for at least couple days."

"I'm leaving and I'm leaving now." Dean said. "I'm tired of hunting and I'm in no position to go hunting when I get out here and I know that's exactly what Dad'll have us doing. You both just listed injures I have and I'm all for getting help, but not here and not near dad. Not after last time." Dean said looking over to Sam. "I was back hunting after two days of getting broken ribs and broke couple more. I got sick from it too and I sure as hell don't want to have that happen again."

Bobby knew that Dean would leave somehow if he didn't help him and Dean and Sam were just like his own kids. He loved them sometimes more than he thought John did, but in the end they were John's boys, but he'd do his damndest to protect them till Dean was well again.