Here's the last chapter! Hope ya'll enjoy it!

"Family of Sam Turner?" a doctor in a white lab coat says after walking into the waiting room. Dean jumps up from his chair and hastily walks over to the doctor.

"Is my brother okay?" Dean asks, not waiting for the doctor to start.

"I think you should come with me," the doctor says. Dean's heart stops but follows the doctor through the door down the hall anyways.

"Doctor?" Dean asks, looking to the doctor for answers.

"First of all, I'm Doctor Henley," the doctor says, giving Dean a smile.

"Dean," Dean says, annoyed at not being told anything about his brother yet. Doctor Henley nods his head.

"You're brother has Tuberculosis," Henley explains, making sure to keep eye contact with Dean.

"Wh…What?" Dean stutters out, his eyes widening. This is the last explanation he is expecting.

"We caught it just in time. Any later and the possibility of him surviving would have diminished greatly. We've put him on medication and hopefully it will help him," the doctor explains further, glancing ahead of them before looking back at Dean. Dean stops in his tracks.

"Hopefully?" he asks, staring at the doctor, "I thought you said we caught it in time?"

"We did, but it was close. He needs to be monitored closely," Doctor Henley says, stopping next to Dean.

"So, he needs to stay in the hospital?" Dean asks, already thinking of how this can be done with their fake insurance and ID's.

"Not necessarily. If he's doing well, he can go home. But we will give you a list of symptoms to look out for and you need to keep a close eye on him. If anything changes, and I mean anything, you need to bring him back here immediately," the doctor says firmly, holding Dean's gaze. Dean nods his head.

"Can…Can I see him now?" he asks, almost pleading with the doctor. Henley nods his head.

"Of course," he says, leading him further down the hall to a door. "I'll leave you two alone."

Dean looks in the room and sees Sam lying in the bed, looking pale and, truthfully, like complete crap. Dean takes a deep breath and runs a hand through his hair again. He walks into the room, shutting the door behind him. He walks over to the bed and takes a seat.

"Hey," Dean says, silently checking over his brother before looking back up at Sam's face.

"Hey," Sam croaks out, looking over at Dean.

"How you feeling?" Dean asks, knowing it's a stupid question but having nothing else to say.

"How do I look?" Sam asks, trying for a smile.

"Like crap," Dean answers, returning the smile but it looks more like a grimace.

"Well, I feel about ten times worse," Sam says truthfully, knowing he needs to be honest with his brother right now. Dean nods his head and looks across the room out the window. He looks back over at his brother and sees his eyes begin to droop.

"You should get some sleep," Dean says, not wanting to stop talking with Sam but knowing he needs the rest. Sam's eyes fling open and he shakes his head. "I'll be right here. I'm not going anywhere."

Sam mumbles something but the only word he can make out is 'stupid'. Dean sighs, knowing exactly what he said. The same thing Garth had told him earlier. The same thing Bobby would always tell him.

"I won't do anything stupid. I won't leave. I promise little brother," Dean says, determined to get Sam to believe him. Sam holds his gaze for a moment before nodding his head and closing his eyes, falling asleep almost instantly. Dean gets up from his chair and walks over to the window, pulling out his phone and dialing a number.

"Hey, Garth," Dean says, watching people walk around the hospital courtyard. "Kevin find anything yet?"

"Hold on Dean. I'm going to put you on speaker," Garth replies. There is a beep and then the sound changes just slightly on the phone's speaker.

"Dean," Kevin's voice comes on over the phone.

"You find anything?" Dean says, glancing back at his sleeping brother.

"Yeah, actually I did," Kevin says, "You're not going to like it though."

"Awesome," Dean says, sighing, rubbing a hand down his face, "All right, give it to me."

"Basically, whoever does the trials does get sick. The only way to heal them is for them to finish the trials."

"What if I do the trials instead?" Dean asks, rubbing his temples with his free hand.

"It won't do anything," Kevin replies, "Sam's already said the spell. The only way to save your brother is by letting him finish the trials."

"Well, this blows," Dean says angrily, a scowl appearing on his face and his hand dropping and forming into a fist.

"Yeah, I know," Kevin says empathically.

"No, you don't know. We ran into Crowley. The asshat said that if I let Sammy finish the trials he is going to kill him," Dean says, staring at a couple nurses on a smoke break. "So, basically, if I let Sammy finish the trials, the Son of a Bitch kills him. And if I don't let him finish the trials, this Bitch of an illness kills him. Either way my brother dies!"

"We'll see if we can find something Dean," Garth assures, keeping his voice calm and trying to bring Dean back down.

"Yeah," Dean says, not believing they will. Dean hangs up his phone and puts it back in his pocket. He turns around and looks at his brother who's still sleeping. Dean leans up against the wall and slides down to a sitting position, his knees up by his chest. Dean feels his eyes begin to prickle, feeling the helplessness he's only felt a few times before, all dealing with his brother; the last time being when Sam was in the coma a few years ago. Dean's eyes never leave his brothers' still form.

"I don't think I can go through this again Sammy," Dean admits softly, feeling a single tear fall down his cheek. Dean closes his eyes, trying not to lose control of his emotions completely.

Sam opens his eyes, not feeling his brothers' eyes on him anymore. He sees his brother sitting up against the wall with his eyes closed. Sam knows he's not sleeping, just as he knows the wet stain on his cheek is from a tear he wasn't able to hold back. I don't think I can go through this again Sammy. Sam bites his cheek, his brothers' words replaying in his head over and over again. He knows exactly what his brother is talking about. It has nothing to do with saving the world and everything to do with losing his brother. He is going to make sure he makes it out of this alive; because if Sam has anything to say about it, he isn't going to let Dean go through that again. Ever.

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