So guys last chapter is up :) Makes me so proud but also sad...ending a story ain't easy especially if it amuses you so much :) I love all you wonderful reviews and I'm so happy that you all liked it =) I think I made some kind of improvement throughout the story... will upload the next one ASAP but I got to admit I don't know what I really want to write about...just that it's going to be Hurt!Dean ^^ 'cause I really like Dean being hurt *evil laugh* chr...chr...back to what I wanted to say...well it's just I hope you enjoyed the whole story just as much as I did and leave a review;) Love you :-* xoxo

The doctor allowed Sam to sleep in Dean's room even though he had been released five days ago and Sam was grateful. The closeness to his brother did him good and he felt as if it helped Dean, too.

Those last five days had been a lot of crying, begging and talking to Dean. James had visited him twice and asked what the doctors said. He really seemed to care and Told Sam about his history. He had lost his son at the age of 25. He had been in a accident with a drunken driver and didn't survive. Sam promised to call if Dean's condition changed and thanked James for taking care of his brother back in the heli.

Except for James visits it had been the same circle for five days:

Waking up next to Dean,

streching the muscles that were sore from sleeping in a hospital chair,

talking to Dean, asking the doctor or the nurses for news,

leaving for 10 minutes at most to get some breakfast from the cafeteria,

more talking to Dean and reminding him of their childhood,

getting a coffe somewhere in between,

more talking,

getting supper,

watching Dean and waiting for a sign that he would wake up adn then he would somehow fall asleep in some strange position Dean would have teased him about just to wake up and repeat the procedure.

Dean had come off the ventilator two days ago and that was something that gave Sam hope. It was a change and a sign that Dean was indeed still fighting.

But this day began totally different. Dean woke him...well kind off.

It was Dean's moaning and stressed breathing that woke the younger brother.

'Dean!' Sam jumped to Dean's bed instantly, pushing the call button on his way.

'Hey can you hear me bro? Just open your eyes for me come on you've had worse. You can do it!' Sam watched Dean struggle pained lines appearing between his brows.

After what felt like an eternity Dean finally opened his eyes and Sam felt tears running down his cheeks but didn't even care.

'Hey sleeping beauty about damn time' Sam smiled at his brother.

'Smy' Dean's words were slurred but it sounded beautiful to Sam.

'Yeah Dean I'm here I told I'd be here didn't I?' the older Winchester's eyes already began to close again.

'Hey Dean you have to stay awake or those doctors will think I'm hallucinating and you know getting out of the psychiatry isn't that easy.'

'You...you have to know...' a tiniest smirk appeared on Dean's lips and Sam nearly died on a laughing fit.

The doctor finally appeared in the door, a pretty blond nurse following him.

'Mr. Anderson? We didn't expect you to wake up anytime soon.' The docter smiled at him.

'The...knocking on heaven's door ...number...got boring.' Dean tried his best winning smile and even though it still wasn't his best the nurse began to giggle.

'You will be a bit out of breath for a few weeks due to your punctered lung and You'll have to walk on cruches but other than that...it's a miracle... I think there will be no permanent damage. But I'd like to keep you here for a week at least for observation.

'However doc...but I don't do cruches.' Dean's face twisted in pain when he tried to move his leg.

'Wait a minute, we'll give you something for the pain.'

'Nah...I'm good' a typical Dean-answer.

'In his language that means: thank you very much I need it and I'll take it.' Sam's lips curled into a smile once again.

Dean just shrugged at that finding that wasn't such a good idea since it jarred his ribs.

It did't take long and the nurse came back with a syringe.

As soon as she injected it into the IV still attached to Dean's hand Dean's eyelids became heavier with every passing second, so he decided to close them just for a few minutes.

Because he knew Sam would be there the next time he'd wake up.

That's it *wiping tears* already miss this story ... but the next one is on my to-do-list ^^ Leave a review if you're already here ;) love you guys :-*