A/N: All right .jared AND 27JaredJensen (they made me do it! LOL!) here you go more hurt!limp!sad!Sammy with a touch of worried!concerned!guilty!Adam. Plus as always – awesome!big!brother!Dean. I thought this was going to be a one-shot but its going to be another multiparter. No OFCs! Just the boys in all their awesomeness.

Sorry:

By: LOSTrocker

Chapter One: Accident:

Sam had to admit that he wanted to know what it was like to be the older brother. Now, that he was one, he wasn't sure if he wanted it anymore. He could understand where Dean was coming from all these years. The worry, and concern. It really sucked. There was nothing he could do to shake the feeling that something was wrong with Adam.

"It's just a party," Dean has to remind him for the thousand time.

Sam glares at him. "Just a party?" Sam mimics him. "Just a party? Dean, do you have any idea what goes on at these parties?"

Dean smirked. He had an idea. He'd been to a few in his day. Dean was surprised that Sammy knew. He crossed his arms. "Speakin' from experience are we?"

Sammy blushed. Dean laughed. "When and where? And who in Gawd's name would invite ya to a party geek boy?"

"I didn't just study and go to classes in college Dean." Sam informed.

Somehow, Dean didn't believe him. "Right, cos yer a big party animal." He paused. "Let me guess, they invited Jessica and threw ya sympathy invite cos they didn't want Jess to feel bad. How close am I?"

Shit. Why did his brother have to know him so well? "Jerk."

"Bitch."

Then Bobby's phone rang. Sam shot up from his spot. "Adam!" he didn't even have to look at the caller ID to know it was his little brother.

"Sammy?"

Sure enough, Adam's voice came on the other line. He sounded shaky, scared. "Are you okay?"

"Yeah, I just want to get out of here..." he paused before he asked: "Can you come get me?"

Sam smiled. That was an easy answer. "I'll be there as soon as I can." he promised and with that he hung up.

Dean tossed him the keys to the Impala. Sam caught them. "Thanks," Sam told him.

"Do you want me to come with ya?" Dean offered.

"No. I got him." Sammy assured him and said goodbye to Dean before taking his leave out of Bobby's house.

Dean smiled. Sam was playing the big brother card well. He should. After all, he learned from the best.

The party was a few miles down the road. Sam was so angry at Adam when he stormed out but when he saw him standing outside waiting for him, he couldn't be more proud. He pulled up by him. Then leaned over to open the passenger side door for Adam.

As happy as Adam was to see the Impala, he was nervous as he climbed in. He shut the door and put on his seat belt in silence. He wasn't sure if he could look at Sam right now. Adam was waiting for the "I told you." Yet, he didn't hear one.

Sam waited until he heard that click of the belt before he decided to go anywhere. Then he got back on the road – back to Bobby's.

It was there, hanging in his throat like a loose rope. Adam was so ready to apologize to his big brother. He just didn't know how to start or even if Sam would take it. Adam jumped a little when Sammy started talking to him. He was terrified that he'd get one hell of a yell out. Adam would understand, Hell, he deserved it. Instead, what he got was the complete opposite.

"Are you okay?" That would be the second time Sammy had asked him that.

Adam slowly glanced over. "Your asking me if I'm okay?" He questioned. "Why? Shouldn't you be mad at me?"

Sam sighed. "Oh, trust me, I am mad at you Adam, but I'm just glad to see that you would be responsible enough to call me if you felt uncomfortable in a place like that."

Adam smiled. That made him feel a little better. "Well, you said I could call you anytime right?"

"Right. Me or Dean. We're your brothers Adam, remember that. Just call, and we'll be there." Sam assured him with a smile.

"So..." Adam said, glad to get the tension out of the way. "How pissed is Dean?" Sam was one thing to worry about, Dean was a whole different story. One with thicker pages, and a very (very) hard cover.

Sam wouldn't be able to answer him.

It would be Adam who saw the car first. "SAMMY!" He grabbed on the dashboard as Sam turned the wheel to get out the way.

Fuck. Where had that car come from? It didn't matter. It was heading right for them. All that mattered was that Sam needed to get out of the way. If not for his sake's for Adam's. Adam's large frightened eyes was the last thing he saw before he was engulfed by utter darkness.

Adam suddenly felt like he was in the middle of that Pearl Jam song. The screaming tires/ The busted glass/ The painful screams that I heard last... He never did like that song.

For the most part, he was okay. He was sitting on the back of one of the ambulances as an EMT took care of some minor cuts and bloody spots. Adam had tried to get to his brother, but the cops wouldn't let him. It took three of them to restrain him from the scene so they could do their job and try to get Sammy out. Adam couldn't look over in the ditch where the Impala currently was. When he had come to in the passenger seat he felt how bent it was. Then he saw Sammy, and how limp looking he was. The blood coming down from the side of his head in gushes.

"WE GOT HIM!"

Adam pushed the EMT guy away from him. Adam tried again to get to his brother. He was out, one of the cops or whoever said so. He just had to see for himself. It nearly took his breath away. Sammy was on the gurney now, and they were trying to get him in one of the extra ambulances that was on the scene. Sam looked very still. For a split second, Adam thought the worst, but they wouldn't have announced it like that if he was dead. Or at least, thats what Adam kept telling himself.

Adam followed Sam's gurney into the ambulance. They would have to throw his ass out. Then he remembered. He was family. He had the right to be here. "He's my brother! He's my brother!" Adam had to yell that to them several times before they finally let him be. He never took his eyes off Sammy as the EMTs did what they had to. All he could do was watch, and pray that Sammy would open his eyes, but he never opened them, not even when they were finally at the hospital.

"What do you mean you won't let me go back there!" Adam was yelling at Sam's doctor now. The bastard wouldn't let him go back with him. Sammy needed him. He needed Sammy.

The doctor shook his head. He reminded him of the standard protocol. Fuck protocol. "I promise to come and get you when he wakes up."

"Don't you mean if?" Adam questioned asked angrily.

The doctor sighed and went to the back to take care of Samuel Winchester.

Adam didn't know what to do. Then his oldest brother came to mind. Shit. Dean. He had to call Dean. Adam pulled out his cell phone, before he could hit his number one on speed dial, a nurse came up to tell him that cell phones were not allowed in the hospital. In return, he gave her the bird and dialed Dean anyway.

Back at Bobby's, Dean was pacing back and forth in the living room. Where were his brothers? They should be back by now. He didn't jump when his cell rang. "Sammy?" Dean questioned.

It wasn't Sam on the other line. It was Adam. He didn't remember much of that small convo just this - Sammy. Hospital. Thats all he needed.

TBC...