Good Grace

No Jack, Ill never let go.

Dean woke up but didn't open his eyes. He was afraid he'd be in hell.

As his senses tuned in he heard Hallelujah by Bon Jovi and a muffled voice that almost sounded like Sammy... "Please dear lord let him be okay. Just please. That's all I will ever ask. You can take my life instead if you want, just please allow him to live." *sob*

Deans eyes fluttered open. He felt stiff and had a dull ache everywhere except his ribs which were on fire. His head felt like thick fog and it was hard to think strait.

"Sam are you okay?" Dean asked groggily but with concern. He wasn't sure if John tried to go after Sam or not.

"I thought you were dead, Dean.*sob* I was so scared. *sob* I'm sorry." Sam looked up at his older brother before being pulled into a bone crushing hug.

Dean ignored the pain to stay strong for Sammy. "I won't ever leave you, Sammy. I'm going to always be here to protect you, I promise on my soul."

He pulled out of the hug and gave Sam a comforting smile and let Sammy walk out of his room a moment after saying their good-nights.

As soon as Sammy closed the door behind him Dean broke down into tears. He could feel the fracture inside his heart from all the beatings sustained from his father.

He could feel his heart ripping into pieces the longer he cried but he couldn't help it. The grip his dad put on his heart was to much for Dean to really bare but he did it anyway.

He did it all because of Sammy.

And Sammy is worth fighting for.