Authors Note: Phew ole' Gerty there is skirting it close. Dean is pissed and our poor Sammy is crying does anyone have a tissue for our baby? He would really like the gesture maybe even one just to cover up his precious valuable I'm sure he would like his dignity too. Also this has nothing to do with the story but I've been obsessing over a long lost song Lifehouse-everything it's such a beautiful song and it doesn't hurt that it describes our boys wonderfully especially coming from Dean's POV for all our Sam girls. It's really beautiful for anyone who hasn't heard it I recommend it. Thanx Charity

Dean tried to keep his posture and keep his cool but he lost his cool and calmness when Sam was first taken. Hearing his brother break down and cry was too much and isn't it just easier to solve the problem by putting a damn bullet in her head? Life would be so much easier that way.

Gert didn't move from the floor as his weapon was trained right in between her eyes. He had to tell himself to disarm the threat before checking on the wounded. Hold on Sammy.

"I'm not going to ask you this again. Did you do anything to him?" Dean growled his finger tensing on the trigger. Once he's had his sure answer this woman didn't do anything but play then he's done. He could grab Sam and be gone.

"We just had some fun." Gert stuttered out in pained breaths.

"What kinda fun!" Dean shot back.

Gert almost smiled at the retort. "I didn't do anything but play. I didn't bite." Even in her pain she was able to produce a sarcastic comeback.

Dean let out a breath he didn't realize he was holding. He lowered his piece as he swept his hand through his hair. "Get your ass outta here then." He motioned towards the door.

"We have a slight problem there sunny."

Dean's eyebrows crinkled in confusion. "What?"

"I think you broke my hip."

The noises invaded his quiet space as different voices shot through. Sam tried to nuzzle closer back to the pillow but it was useless people were holding his hands and telling him to calm down but hell no he won't calm down. He's butt naked.

That's when he heard a particular voice he would never forget. "Get you damn hands off my brother!" Even in a veil of uncertainty he can still hear Dean's voice booming over the rest.

After that all the other voices faded away. Except gentle hands touching the side of his face. "Sammy?"

Dean's voice seemed underwater and last he checked they weren't swimming. The warm hands left his face as they began touching his wrist and bringing them slowly down to his side he moaned in pain at the position but the hands were gently rubbing soft circles on his own hands to warm the icy chill.

"I gotcha Sammy. I'm gonna take care of you." He's damn right he is. He owes him big time. He never once opened his eyes he let the sound of his brothers voice and the gentleness of his hands lull his back to sleep.

The morning sun was peeking through the motel room as it bounced off the dirty carpet to reflect right into Sam's eyes. He groaned as he didn't want to wake up yet. Five more minutes would be nice.

What a bad hangover? Sam thought as the pounding in his head and the sting on his chest grew worse as he neared waking.

"You awake Sammy?"

"Huh?" Sam thought as he tried to pry open his eyes. Once open they were staring at a ceiling a dirty ceiling at that but nonetheless a ceiling. Fascinating.

"Huh? Are you ok?" Dean asked with a chuckle making his way over to the bed his brother laid on.

Am I ok? Great question. The last thing he could remember-oh god.

"Earth to Sammy," Dean said while snapping his fingers in front of his brothers face. "You're freaking me out here dude."

Am shook his head as he tried to clear his thoughts of the past night. "Yeah I'm fine."

"Sure you are."

"Where are we anyway?" Sam asked easing himself up into a sitting position. He quickly peeked under the blankets and thanked god. He was clothed.

"Motel room. The ambulance wanted to take you but I said I'll take you to a hospital myself but we all know that story." Dean winked as he settled deeper into his own bed.

"Ambulance? Wait what ambulance? What happened after you got there I don't remember." He didn't remember an ambulance. Was he that out of it?

"Ole' Gert broke her hip falling down I had no choice but to call one and it all fell together as you were still tied up on the bed."

Sam was mollified. He was still tied up on the bed with a bunch of complete strangers. It's bad enough Gert and Dean got a full showing.

"Don't worry Sam," Dean reassured. "I covered you up before they got there."

Sam blew out a breath as he lifted up the covers again. White bandages covered his chest but not the pretty pink flowered ones like Gert was using but sterile ones.

"I patched you up last night. They didn't need stitches but they needed to be cleaned."

"Oh." Sam replied fingering the bandages remerging each and every one Gert put on him.

"Want to talk about it?" Dean asked suddenly as he lifted his hands behind his head.

"No." Sam spit out quickly.

"Fine with me." Dean sighed.

Wait a minute? Fine with him. Dean isn't arguing with him to talk or to get it out. Hey maybe that's another good to come out of this ordeal. "Dean?"

"Yeah," Dean looked over to see a huge grin on Sam's face. "What are you smiling at?"

"I have a present for you." Sam smiled as he fingered what he's been hiding it. He may have been out of it last night but not completely out of it to snag something.

"Oh yeah what's that?" Dean asked with amused smile.

"I need you to get something for me though." Sam asked innocently.

"What?"

"In my duffel us a cd player and a pair of headphone would you please give them to me." Sam asked with a puppy dog look.

"Sure geek." Dean got up to retrieve the cd player and handed it to Sam. "What's this about?"

Sam popped in a cd and then handed the player to Dean. "Would you listen to this?

"Sure." Dean said as he snagged the cd player popping in the headphones. He sat watching Sam's amused smile as he waited for the music.

Dark in the city night is a wire

Steam in the subway earth is afire

Do do do do do do do dodo dododo dodo

Woman you want me give me a sign

And catch my breathing even closer behind

Do do do do do do do dodo dododo dodo

Dean frowned as he didn't recognize the song. He was about the ask Sam what the hell this was when the chorus hit.

In touch with the ground

I'm on the hunt I'm after you

Smell like I sound I'm lost in a crowd.

And I'm hungry like the wolf.

Straddle the line in discord and rhyme

I'm on the hunt I'm after you.

Mouth is alive with juices like wine

And I'm hungry like the wolf

Dean quickly pulled out the earplugs as he glared at Sam who was laughing his ass off. "You want to poison me with Duran Duran ey? Well next time watch what you drink."

"Believe me Dean it was all worth it to see the look on your face." Sam laughed louder even though his chest hurt and his head throbbed. He wouldn't give this up for anything. Even if Dean's deal is coming due he at least got Dean to listen to Duran Duran that's one check off his list.

So a happy ending and we all got some form of hurt Gert even if she did it too herself. And Dean listened to Duran Duran. I didn't want to drag this out to long and I wanted to stay at my limit for this of 4-5 chapters so I did just that hope your happy. Feedback is appreciated. Thanx Charity