-in my time of dying- I sit in his room not saying a word. I can't because the doctors say he may never wake up again. I hear a knock at the door, and look up to see Sam. "How's he holding up." I shake my head "Same old. Same old." I can feel his eyes on me. "You know you haven't eaten anything for awhile Bee." He holds a cup of water and I shake my head. "Brooke I know this sucks, believe me but he'd be pissed if I didn't watch out for you." I take the cup of water and set it down on the nightstand. "I would've died if he...." I can feel the burning of my watery eyes "If he what?" "He covered me away from the truck....he...saved me." He sighs "I'm sure he did it because he cares about you." "He carries too much that's the thing. He doesn't deserve to die like this." I say crying wishing he would just wake up. He grabs a chair sitting next to me holding my hand. "Dean would do anything to save your life even if it meant putting his in danger." I just nod and for the rest of the night it's quiet. We found out Dean's spirit is trying to kill a reaper that's after him. Couple hours later he wakes up and I smile with tears in my eyes. "Hey you." He sounds like he just woke up but also like he's been choked. I sigh and softly stroke his his hair and whisper "thank you Dean." "For what?" "I don't think I would've made it out alive if you didn't pull me down." He gently grabs my hand away from his hair and squeezes it gently. "I will always protect Bee it's my job." He kisses my hand and I nod smiling softly. John knocks on the door and we look up Dean still holding my little hand in his. I know he sees what we're doing but he doesn't bring it up. "Um....is this a bad time?" He asks. "No dad is everything ok?" "I'll give you two some alone time." He squeezes my hand and I smile. Before I walk out I kiss his head and smile at John as I sit in the hall. After he's done talking to Dean he stops and smiles at me. I stand up feeling wrong sitting down. "You've been through a lot but you're still one hell of a girl." I smile with tear stained eyes. "I've never hated you I just felt it was my duty to protect you just as much as I protect my boys. You're the daughter I wish I had Brooke. Take care of them." I just nod "I always do. I will protect them with my life." Something feels off with him as we hug and he walks away. I go back inside and smile seeing a woke Dean Winchester. I hold his hand as I help him sit up and we just make small talk. All of a sudden people are running and screaming all over the place. I look at him and say "I'll be back. I promise." He nods and I walk out the hall following the nurses and doctors to meet with a screaming Sammy. I look in his direction and see them electroshocking John. Everything around me becomes distant and quiet except the words "time of death 10:41am." - 2 weeks later-
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I stand outside leaning on baby drinking a beer as Dean works on his car. I hand him tools he needs basically. I see Sammy walking out and he says "you under a hood?" I chuckle and laugh as they talk. After awhile we start packing up to go someone named Ellen. "Hey before we go anywhere I want to thank you. I know said it before but I want to say it again. I don't know I made it out but you saved me." I walk closer to him as my heart pounds in my chest. I place my arms around his neck as he places them on my waist and we both lean in placing our lips together for a small kiss. Why did this feel so right to me? We let go and look each other in the eyes and go about our thing. -1 month later- I remember all the times we had together. The phone calls with him every night. The gifts during birthdays and Christmases. I never thought this would happen. Ever. How could he just be....gone. I jump at the sound of Dean throwing things beating himself up to Sam's dead body. I take deep breaths and try to keep the tears at bay. He comes out and I stand up ready to hug him but he walks to the car not saying a damn word or not even looking at me. "Stay here Brooke." He gets in baby and drives off. I slowly walk inside shaking and see his limp body. I let it come out not being able to not cry. I reach for his cold hand.
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"Heya Sammy....I uh....I'm sorry. We never meant for this to happen I should've done something." His hand twitches in mine. "Sam?" He comes to it "Oh my god." "What happened?" "Y-y-you....I don't know." -few minutes later- We lean against the car all looking down "How long you get?" Says Sam. "A year." I look at him with tears in my eyes feeling hurt...betrayed. I can't watch him die again. "Well we better make the best of it." He nods and Sam gets in the car giving us a moment alone. "You ok?" "I'm fine. I've watched you die." Before I can go anywhere he pulls me into his chest and sighs his lips hovering in my hair. I feel myself letting go in his arms. "We'll make it count I'm right here. Always sweetheart." He kisses my hair and let's go but before he opens the door for me he wipes his thumbs across my eyes. "I don't want to see my girl cry." He opens the door and I sit in my usual spot not saying a word just looking out the window in silence processing that I have to watch him die again. I'm sorry John Winchester I've failed you on so many levels.
