"O God , I think that bastard poisoned me ." Dean groaned as they stepped inside their room and threw their duffel bags to their beds .
"What ? Why ?"Sam turned and looked at Dean . Finding him clutching his stomach , he couldn't help laughing ."That thing was a bastard, sure . But it's not fair to blame it for something that your unhealthy diet caused .Those stuff you call food are your only enemies ."
"I'd rather die young ,enjoying my life , then live long turning to a horse little by little ." Dean huffed .
"Ha ha , very funny ."Sam leant on the wall ."So..I don't think you're up to hit any bar tonight . You know, we could celebrate .That bastard was getting really annoying ."
"I guess we should arrange the party for another night . I just wanna sleep , right now ." Dean said as he unlaced his boots .
Sam shook his head ."Ah , come on Dean , you don't even look pale . I'm sure it's nothing .Don't exaggerate ."
"Yeah ,you can say that I'm exaggerating , you're not the one in pain ." Dean sulked .
"Alright , I'm gonna go get some food , you want some real food ?" Sam chuckled .
Dean grimaced ."Like those you eat ? Nah , I'm good ."
"Suit yourself ." Sam shrugged and left the room .
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Half an hour later when Sam came back to their room , Dean was fast sleep in his clothes .Sam stared at him for some seconds , thinking that maybe Dean needed to see a doctor . But remembering the amount of food Dean had eaten last day , he just rolled his eyes and said "At least he'll learn to don't put that much food in his stomach before a hunt ." with that he took off his shirt and crawled under his blanket .
'Gosh, I hate waking up in the middle of the night .'Sam thought as he slowly moved in his bed .'Ah , specially with this kinda reason .' He left his bed finding his way to the bathroom , not bothering to open his eyes .
When he left the bathroom , he could see Dean in dim light, sitting in his bed , head down , breathing rapidly . Sam turned the light on to see what's wrong with Dean .
"Dean ?" Sam frowned . Dean brought his head up ,looking at Sam with weary eyes , pain written all over his face ."Oh man ,something's wrong , you're sweating ."Sam's voice was full of concern .
"You think ?" Dean managed .
"OK, maybe we should take that food poisoning a little more serious ."
"It's not food poisoning , Sam ." Dean didn't care how bad it was , he just didn't want to think or accept that he was feeling that bad just because of some junk food .
"Yeah yeah , whatever , we need to go to the hospital ." Sam said as he started to change his clothes and silently vowed to don't let Dean take any junk food ever again .
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Driving to the hospital didn't take long , and the ER seemed calm at 4 am ."Good , at least we don't have to wait anymore ." Sam said as they walked toward the receptionist desk .
"Hi , my brother -"
"Hi , My name is Dean Wayne ." Dean glanced at Sam with a look on his face saying 'Man , I'm not a kid , I can talk for myself .' "I don't feel so good in my stomach ." he said to the receptionist .
"Well , I can say you're in a lot of pain . " She said and put a form on the desk ."You fill this form ,please , and there will be a nurse helping you for the rest ."
"Thanks ." Dean said and pulled out his card , put it in front of Sam ."You wanna help ? fill the form ." he grinned and walked toward a chair . He really didn't want to admit his illness , but it was worse than any other kind of stomachache and he needed to know what was causing it , so if they couldn't find anything wrong in his system , he would start looking for some supernatural reason and the cure .
"Mr Wayne ." Dean looked up to see a nurse smiling at him .
"That's me ." Dean smiled tiredly .
"I'm Sasha , would you please follow me , so our doctor could examine you ?"
Dean stood up and waited a second to regain his focus , he walked behind her and took a look at Sam ,who was looking up from the papers and nodded toward Dean .
"Please sit here , a doctor will be here within a minute . Ah and please take you Jacket off , or do you need help with that , Mr Wayne ?"
"It's Dean , please . And no , I can handle it .Thanks ." Dean took his jacket off .
"Sure Dean ." she smiled and started to take Dean's blood pressure .
"Mr Wayne . Hi . I'm doctor Reynolds ." An old tall man entered the room ."Pain in stomach , right ?" he said as he looked at Dean's information ."So, how much pain do you feel ? On a scale of 0 to 10 . "
"9 . maybe 9.5 ." Dean replied honestly .
"Umm , Doctor Reynolds , BP is 190 over 120 ." she announced incredulously .
Reynolds looked at her and put his stethoscope on Dean's chest ."O God .How long have you been in pain ?"
"It started around 9 pm . Why ? What's that ?" Dean was starting to feel even more uncomfortable .
"I need to ask you some questions and I need straight answers . Now , have you felt any pain in your chest ? Or any pain even in your stomach in last few days ? Any problem with breathing ? "
Dean thought for some seconds before answering ."No , It was just my stomach , and really , it just started some hours ago . Well , I had some problems with breathing around midnight , But it passed after I don't know , half an hour ."
"Were you in the middle of any hard activity when the pain started or worsened ?"
"No , I was resting in my bed ." Dean replied .
"Mr Wayne , I think there's nothing wrong with your stomach . You're sweating and the blood pressure is too high , I think you're having an unstable angina which usually herald a heart attack . So , I need you to stay still and calm . "Reynolds then looked at Sasha."I need his ECG and fast ."
Dean couldn't believe a simple pain in his stomach could turn into a heart disease, and he just wished it was a simple food poisoning .
"Don't worry . Just try to stay calm , the last thing you need is get panicked ." Reynolds assured ."Whatever it is , we probably found about it soon , which is good ."
'Yeah , easy for you to say . I still remember the last time I diagnosed with a heart problem .' Dean tried to take a deep breath .'O God , No . Sam . How am I supposed to handle him this time ?'
"How could this be an angina , I didn't have any pain in my chest ." Dean asked .
" Unfortunately sometimes heart's pain could be mistaken for stomachache and that's why heart attacks happens a lot , cuz patients doesn't take it serious , they usually think it's just a simple food poisoning and it will be fine by a few hours of rest ." Raynolds explained .
"What's .. Dean ? Angina ? Heart ?" Sam stammered .They all turned toward the door , Dean could see all color drained from Sam's face as he heard last couple of sentences . He felt guilty for letting Sam find out about his problem in that way ."Sammy ."
Sasha walked toward him ."Excuse me Sir, you need to wait outside ."
Sam looked at Dean , pleading silently to let him stay ."It's OK , he's my brother , he can stay ."
Sasha nodded and Sam entered the room . "What's going on ?" he asked anxiously .
"I don't know how much you've heard , Son . But I'm afraid your brother is probably suffering from Angina Pectoris . We need to run a few tests to make sure that's the exact problem , so we could decide about the treatments ."
Sam swallowed hard , remembering Dean's last battle with a heart problem and now thinking of his own jokes about the food poisoning made him feel nausea .
Sasha came back to the room with another nurse and the ECG equipment .Reynolds stood beside Dean's bed as they put the leads on his chest and his wrists . Nobody said anything during the test , but looking at Reynolds brow creasing more and more , Dean could easily say this one was a big problem .
"Mr Wayne ."
"Dean , please call me Dean . Apparently I'm gonna stay here more than what I thought ."
Reynolds smiled in pity ."I'm sorry ,but yes . We have to check you in . You already have had a hearth attack , which I think is the one that caused the breathing problem you mentioned earlier .And we need to run a few more tests before starting the treatment . We'll start them after you settled in your room in CCU .I'll see you up there and we'll talk more about your problem then ."
"Yeah , alright ." Dean sighed as Reynolds wrote something down on his chart and left the room .
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... TBC ...
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A/N : Hope you like it ..
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