Problem With Kittens.

PART two! Final part!

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The El Camino came to life for the 3rd time. Dean waited this time to celebrate because the other two times he jinx it and the car died a short time after. Dean waited next to the driver side while Bobby gave it gas. The engine reved up and was still running. Dean looked at his dad and then at his uncle.

"Finally! That has been giving me trouble since yesterday."

"Good thing we came old man. Maybe you need glasses because it was a simple fix." Dean patted his uncle on the shoulder.

"Why you little…" Bobby went to grab Dean but he jumped back quick.

"Getting slow too." Dean teased as he raced back into the house. It took almost 2 hours but the car was running and he had to tell Sam about it. "Sammy! Guess what!" Dean ran into the study room where Sammy was taking his nap but didn't see his kid brother there. "Sammy?" Dean yelled and ran upstairs to check if he was there.

"Mustang!" Dean yelled as he ran downstairs and checked the rooms but he still couldn't find him. 'Mustang.. Mustang!" Dean had a bad feeling about this. Sammy was gone. Dean ran back outside towards his dad.

"Woa, Dean what's the matter?" John noticed the worried look on Deans face. Something was wrong. Sam. It has to be Sam.

"Sam. I can't find him." Dean turned towards the house. "He's not there and I said our word…."

"Your word?" Bobby asked. This was new.

"Sam likes to hide and think its some kind of joke. We made a deal if we yelled out the word Mustang he would stop hiding." John explained.

"You think he went with the cats?" Bobby remembered the kid being happy about the cats.

"Lets go. " John kept calm and lead the search party throughout the salvage yard.

"SAMMY!" Dean yelled and went the direction he remembered Sammy told them about the kittens.

"SAM!" John and Bobby yelled. Bobby stopped and looked down at the floor. He wasn't a great tracker but the foot prints on the dirt were small. "John, Dean.. Come ere."

"Those are Sammy shoes. They make small paw prints when he walks on them." Dean traced the small footprint with his finger. It lead to several cars stacked up on each other. Dean followed them and looked at the cars. "SAMMY!"

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"Sammy…" Sammy started to wake up. He could hear his name being called from far away. He tried to open his eyes and blinked a couple of times but it was so dark and hot. He started to cry as he thought he couldn't see. He tried to sit up but his head hit something metal above him. Sammy rubbed his forehead where it was hurting a lot and felt warm liquid running down his forehead down to his shirt. His dad is going to get mad for getting dirty. Sammy tried to feel his way around but the metal was really hot. The only cool place was the small carpet he was sitting on.

"De…" Sammy began to cry more. He wanted his brother. His brother would always be there after every nightmare. He kept him safe. "Daddy…" Sammy cried. He needed someone to comfort him right now. He was alone, scared and so hot. He laid back down and curled on to himself. "De… " Sammy cried until the pain in his head was too much and passed out once again.

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"SAMMY!" Dean was getting frantic. The prints ended at the stack of cars but there was no sign of the kid. Dean was able to climb up the cars and look inside, yelling for his brother come out of hiding. Dean climbed onto the other car and found the liter of kittens. The stack of cars was only 3 cars up but knew Sammy would be too curious for his own good.

"Dad! The kittens are here but no Sam. You think he went outside?" Dean yelled from the top of stack.

"Bobby?! Any prints there?" John yelled at Bobby who was inspecting the ground near the exit of the salvage yard.

"No. He has to be around here. You don' think he's in a trunk?" Bobby yelled at John. All the color from Johns face drained out of him.

"DEAN! Check the engine compartment and trunks!" John yelled and went back at the cars he already checked inside an d began to check inside the trunks. Dean started to bang on the metal, despite the heat coming from them, Dean kept knocking.

"SAMMY!"

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…. Sammy grabbed his head again. He woke up to some loud noises around him. And then he heard it. Dean calling for him. "Dean.." Sammy tried to yell but it came out as a whisper. He was tired and hot and so thirsty. His head still felt wet and the metal around him was still hot as ever. He heard Dean again but it was getting farther away. No he was leaving! Sammy turned himself on his back and started to kick with all his might at the side walls.

"Sammy?" Dean heard something. "Dad.. Bobby.. Shhh…"

"Did you find Sam?" John asked.

"Is he there?" Bobby yelled.

"Is he alright?" The questions kept coming and Dean couldn't hear anything.

"Everyone just… shut up!" Dean lost his patience. After the silence he heard the tapping. He went to a stack of cars that had one on top of another and heard the tapping again. He touched the metal car on top and felt the metal vibrate from inside. 'SAMMY!" Dean opened the back seat door and tried to pull the backseats out but they were stuck. Dean placed his ear on the seats. "Sam you in there?"

"De…" He heard his little brother weakly said his name.

"Sammy we are going to get you out! Just hold on." Dean took a breathe of relief but then worried how hot inside the car was. He could only imagine how hot the inside of the trunk was. He exited the car and went towards the trunk. "He's in here!"

John heard Dean and took the screwdriver Bobby had in his hands and moved Dean out of the way. John popped the lock of the trunk. He opened the trunk and his knees started to buckle from under him. Sammy was still kicking at the sides as sweat and blood rolled down his face. "Sammy…." John placed his hand on Sammy's face and felt how hot he was. "Dean! Run to the house and run a bath of cold water… We have to cool him down." Dean nodded, knowing never to question his dad and ran towards the house. John removed his greasy flannel shirt and took off his undershirt. He ripped the shirt in half and wrapped it around his son's bleeding head. Sammy was still kicking but the kicking was getting weaker.

"Sammy.. Its Dad. Stop. You are going to be ok. Wake up for me son.. " John kept his voice calm.

"Daddy?" Sammy opened his eyes and whispered. Sammy could feel something around his head as he tried to push it off.

"Don't. Its helping ok? Come on, we have to get you out of here. Ready?" John reached in and grabbed Sammy. He held him so close to his chest and tight. "Oh my baby…" John climbed down the other car and held his baby tight. Bobby went ahead to see if Dean needed any help as John walked fast back to the house.

"Sry.. Daddy.. Kitten.. Was lost… its hot. Water.. Plz.." Sammy tried to explain but was slowly dozing off again.

"Don't fall asleep Sammy. You hit your head and you can't sleep just yet ok? Dean told me about the zoo. Did you have a good time?" John tried to keep Sammy talking. Which was not hard to do, his son was a talker. Sammy talked about seeing the monkeys and the lions. John entered the house and saw Dean there waiting for him.

"Sammy…" Dean got a good look at his brother. There was so much blood. Dean took a step forward but Bobby held him back.

"Your dad knows what he's doing. Get me the first aid kit that's in the garage." Bobby ordered Dean. Dean could punch Bobby right now for not letting him see Sam but he knew his dad knew what he was doing. Dean grabbed the first aid kit and was told to sit outside the bathroom where his dad and uncle were with Sam.

Dean paced in the living room and panicked when he heard Sam start to cry out for him. Dean wanted to rush in there but was told to wait outside. He covered his ears as Sammy kept yelling for Dean to help. Dean kept pacing and after several minutes it went silent. John came out with Sammy wrapped in a towel and took him in the living room. Dean saw his little brother cleaned up and the cut on his forehead was stitched up. Probably what caused him to cry out, the stitches were hand sewed and probably very painful.

John laid Sammy on the sofa as the towel was his only cover. Dean sat down next to Sammy and ran his fingers through the kids wet hair. "Hey Sammy. You had us all worried." Dean whispered as he blinked away his tears. He didn't want to cry in front of his uncle and especially in front of his dad.

"His temperature back to normal and I stitched him up pretty good. He's going to be fine Dean. He just needs some rest/ Bobby knew it was useless to tell Dean anything. Dean would want to make sure himself and that would be until Sammy wakes up.

"Did he tell you how he got in that trunk?"

"Yea. He tried to save a kitten." Bobby laughed a bit. "But the kitten jumped at him and the back seats I guess were down because he said he fell on his bottom and rolled into the trunk." Dean closed his eyes and wondered what would of happened if they didn't find those footprints.

"Come on John, those kittens are probably hungry and hot. Leave Dean here to watch Sammy a bit."

"You're serious?"

"They meant a lot to Sammy. And they didn't seem feral." Bobby needed to talk to John about this and Dean needed his moment with his little brother right now. John looked at Sammy once again and kissed his baby's forehead. Bobby went to grab a small cardboard box and waited for John to follow him. There was some kittens in need of rescuing.

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YAY! Sammy fine and kittens are rescued! YAY!. For the record, I used to own a 1981 Chevy El Camino and that thing was such a mess. It always died on me and dripped oil each day. With all that, it always passed smog and ran good when it was running. Once ya turn it off, it wouldn't turn back on until it wanted to. The seats were made out of leather and so hot when you sat on them if it was in the hot sun outside! Burned my tights each time! It was so problematic but it was my first car... Loved it.

Author Notes: Personal Thanks to the following...

Criminalxxxmindsxxxfreak- Thanks! I know how much you love me hurting Sammy.. ;)

lizziemarie0529- I hope this is soon then my normal updating speed. hehehe. Oh yes, big bro kicked in and saved the day!

twohisglory2002- Thanks! But I am not that mean. I mean theres kittens! I hope you enjoyed the ending!

Hummingfox- He does have bad luck doesn't he? Especially me writting him into stories. hehehe. I hope you think this worked out ok.

Sarah- Sorry, I just love picking on the boy! Here is more... like?

samgirl19- I know right but things got better. I think. ;)

AND THANK YOU to everyone who put me in alert and fav this story and all those lurkers out there. I see you! Thanks for lurking around me. I concidered all you my stalkers and it feels great! I wish I could thank you all personally but this note is for you all! Thanks! *hugs*

Thank you for the reviews and hope more reviews to come! I love them and wonder what you all think! Thanks again for reading and more to come soon!