I Wont Give Up

2 Weeks Before

"SAM!" Dean screamed into the night with Bobby by his side. Walking into view of Sam, glad to see his brother again, Dean sighed in relief.

"Sam." Dean said seeing his brother holding his arm.

"Dean." Sam said in reply to prove to his brother it was him.

The demon lay on the ground supposedly dead after Sam took care of the bastard. The undead demon grabs the dagger laying on the ground and charges at the unaware Sam.

"SAM LOOK OUT!" Dean screams as Talley plunges the dagger into Sam back.

"NOOOO!" Dean screams charging at Talley and the now dying Sam with Bobby close behind.

Sam grunt as he drops to his knee's pain searing through his entire being. Dean slides to Sam and grabs his shirt tightly as he realizes his, ever-so-handsome, brother, the only person besides Bobby he considered close, was seconds from death.

"Sam." Dean says as Sam starts to become limp in his arms.

'Fuck no. Sam please live. I need you...I love you!' Dean thought as he watched Sam become more and more limp.

"Sam. Whoa Sam Hey! Hey come here." Dean said putting his hand on the wound his hand becoming covered in blood.

"Hey look. Look at me. It's not even that bad. It's not even that bad alright." Dean said trying to keep Sam alive but noticing he is failing horridly. Sam was fading fast and there was nothing he could do to save him but he was sure as hell going to try. Sam was perfect and as wrong as it might be Dean loved him not just as a brother but as his own. But Sam wouldn't ever go for such a thing as this. Dean mentally slaps himself any time he thinks of Sam in any other way but as his brother.

'It's not your time Sammy. You will live I swear to you!' Dean thought as Sam was practically gone.

"Sammy? SAM! Hey listen to me. We're gonna patch you up. You're gunna be good as new! Huh! I'm gunna take care of you. I'm gunna take care of you. I Gotcha. That's my job right. Watch after my pain in the ass little brother. Sammy. Sam? Sam?!" Dean said as Sam faded away. In that instant Dean lost himself and all hope that his world would still revolve.

"SAMMY!!!!!!" Dean screamed still holding his brother now beginning to feel his tears well up.

"No. N-n-n-n-no. No. Oh God!" Dean cried letting himself take in the fact that his perfect little Sammy was dead. Hugging his brother tightly now crying Dean screamed "SAM!" As he hugged him tighter and put his head against his neck taking in Sam's scent.

AN HOUR LATER

Dean stood in the doorway starring at Sam's lifeless body.

"You know when we were little you couldn't have been more then 5, You just started asking questions. Like how come we didn't have a mom, Why we always have to move around, where'd dad go? He's take off for days at a time. I remember I asked you 'Quit asking Sammy man you don't wanna know.' I just wanted you to be a kid...Just for a little while longer" Dean said to his lifeless brother as he began to cry.

"I always tried to protect you, Keep you safe. Dad didn't ever have to tell me. It was just always my responsibility you know. It's like I had one job. I had one job...and I screwed it up. I blew it and for that I am so sorry." And with those words Dean's tears began to flow. He wiped them away and smiled out of pure hate of himself.

"I guess that's what I do. I let down the people I love. I let dad down. And now I guess i'm just supposed to let you down too. How can I? How am I supposed to live with that huh? What am I supposed to do? Sammy...God" Dean said now angering himself over his thoughts of himself lost.

"What am I supposed to do?" He said quietly sitting back in the chair.

"WHAT AM I SUPPOSED TO DO?!" He screamed, shot up and left the room thinking he knew what to do.

20 MINUTES LATER

Dean took the box to the crossroad knowing this was the only way to get his brother back. Not thinking twice he dug a small hole and buried the box. He spun around waiting.

'Damn it bitch show the fuck up!' Dean thought and as he turned around he saw her.

She looked normal until her eyes turned red. She smiled at him knowing what he wanted from her.

"I'll do it." She said with a grin.

"You'll bring him back?" Dean asked making sure she wasn't scamming him.

"I Will. I'll give you one year and one year only." She said and Dean, Not caring, Agreed and sealed the deal with the kiss. Not for one second regretting his choice.

SAM WAKES UP

Dean hears the sound of coughing and gasping in the background of his and Bobby's conversation.

'Sam!' was Deans immediate thought and he rushes into the room to find Sam propped up on his elbows gasping.

"SAMMY! Sam are you alright?!" Dean asks as he rushes over to his brother, attacking him with a hug but quickly lets go after feeling Sam's body against his own and begins to think of Sam in that way again. Dean mentally slaps himself and drops it and hugs Sam yet again holding him closer and tighter this time.

"Dean...Hi...Uh how long have I been out?" Sam asks forgetting the fact that his brother seems absolutely terrified yet so happy to see him.

"A day. God Sam am I glad your awake." Dean says releasing Sam but is quickly brought back into Sam's arms.

"I missed you too Dean." Sam seductively whispers into Deans ear as he tightens his grip.

For as long as Sam could remember he had always looked up to Dean. Sam loved him with his whole being and knew it was wrong but couldn't help himself. He knew Dean wouldn't ever except him if he knew he was 'gay' for him so Sam put up all these stupid acts to get him off the idea. Sam watched everyday as his brother took care of him. Dean was perfect in Sam's eyes. Rough and stern and controlling yet soft and sweet. Like a tootsie-pop. Hard on the outside soft inside. Sam couldn't help but fall for Dean more and more each day.

Dean however thought the same about Sam. Dean loved the way his lush hair fell perfectly on his eyebrows. He loved the way Sam practically purred in his sleep. Sam was everything Dean wanted in a partner and much more. But he knew Sam wouldn't ever think of him the same if he knew so Dean kept his love for Sam a secret. He was forced to stay silent as Sam would come out of the shower with nothing but a towel on. Sam secretly tortured Dean getting the sense that Dean was hiding something as well. Sam never mentioned it though.

"Well get outta bed Lil' Bro we got some Bitches to kill." Dean said and left the room trying to make a quick escape to the bathroom to give his now erected penis some breathing room. He prayed that Sam hadn't noticed it but truthfully Sam did.

They left Bobby's and drove off in Dean impala. Dean blasting horrid music the entire time. Off to another town to kill more stupid demons. They spent the next week or so doing that and Finally Sam Wanted the truth. How was Dean supposed to tell him. He had to find a way.