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"Hey, Dad. It's Sam. Uh... probably won't even get this, but, uh... it's Dean. He's sick, and uh... the doctors say there's nothing they can do. But, they don't know the things we know, right? So, don't worry, because me and Karina are gonna do what it takes to get him better. Alright... just wanted you to know."

He hung up and tossed his phone on the bed. He just sat there silently until Karina walked into the room. Carrying coffees and baked goods. As she opened the door, "Hey, stranger."

Sam turned to her, confused, by her introduction, and asked, "What?"

Karina shrugged, "You look like hell. No sleep for three days. Dark circles and all. But, at least caffeine will kill ya."

Sam chuckled softly, and Karina walked over to him. She handed him coffee, and she eyed the phone on the bed in front of him. "No answer?"

"No."

"I don't get it... He called you, but he won't answer Dean's help?"

"I know." Sam turned to Karina, close to tears. "I'm scared... I lost my dad, I can't lose my brother."

"Don't worry, Sammy. We'll find a way to save Dean. I know we will. I have hope."

"Yeah."

Karina shrugged to reach his hand to comfort him, but she awkwardly pulled away. Sam saw what she was aiming for. He smiled softly, and Karina looked down awkwardly as she opened her blueberry scone. He liked Karina calling him Sammy even though he is against his nickname. But after adventures with Karina, he felt something he never had before.

Comfort.

Sam's thoughts were interrupted when there was a knock on the door. Sam and Karina shared a confusing look, never expecting to have anyone come. They both walked to the door. Sam opened the door, there was Dean leaning against the frame.

He looked pale still, and in pain. Holding his ribs as he looked up to Sam and Karina whose eyes were shocked and surprised.

Sam asked, "What the hell are you doing here?"

Dean smiled weakly, "I checked myself out."

Karina's eyes went wide open and quietly yelled, "Are you insane?!?"

"Karina, come on... tone it down with insane."

She began the list of other synonyms, "Alright... are you mad? Are you deranged? Are you certifiable? Are you disturbed? Are you s-"

Dean pulled his hand up, "Alright! Alright! Insane is fine!"

Karina softly smiled at her humor, and Sam chuckled softly at their chemistry. Dean continued explaining by walking in, "After all of that... I'm not going to die in the hospital where the nurses aren't even hot."

Sam scoffed, "You know, this whole "I laugh in the face of death" thing--It's crap, I can see right through it."

Karina nodded agreeing with Sam's opinion. Dean looked at both of them, and he eyed Sam, "Yeah, whatever, dude. Have you even slept? You look worse than me."

Karina giggled softly and Sam turned to her. She stopped right away and began helping Dean to sit down to avoid it. "Well, Dean, your insane brother had been scouring the internet for three days and gotten no sleep. Even though I warned him. He ignored me."

Dean patted Karina's hand that was on his shoulder, "Well, Karina, at least you tried."

Sam sat in front of Dean, "Also been calling every contact in Dad's journal."

"For what?"

"For a way to help you. One of Dad's friends, Joshua, he called me back. He told me about a guy in Nebraska. A specialist."