This is a total PWP. Just came to me and wouldn't go away until I wrote it. I want to thank Tidia for being my beta. I also want to thank Ridley for letting me borrow Caleb.
Chapter 1
Sam came awake, blinking in the darkness. He wasn't sure what woke him but he lay quietly to see if he could figure it out. They had all returned from a hunt earlier that day, renting the small hotel room they were now in. Dinner was the usual local diner but tonight something was different. Dean wasn't as hyped as he usually was after a hunt. Tonight he sat quietly, not even finishing his cheeseburger and fries. Sam turned to his brother who was sleeping next to him. The younger Winchester couldn't understand why their dad couldn't get them a room with three beds. He was almost thirteen and still sleeping with his brother. The reason for the two beds only was an issue of money. At seventeen, his brother didn't seem to mind having to share the bed. As he watched his brother he noticed Dean taking small gasps as if he was in pain.
"Dean?" Sam whispered so he wouldn't wake their father.
"Yeah?"
Sam knew something was wrong. His brother's voice was strained. "Are you okay?"
"I'm fine, Runt. Go back to sleep."
Sam wasn't buying it and moved closer. "No, you're not."
"Back off." Dean grunted. "And keep quiet or you'll wake dad."
Sam didn't care if he woke his father. He just knew his brother was hurt. As he went to crawl over Dean to switch on the light he touched his brother's stomach. Dean screamed and Sam jumped back.
"What the hell is going on?"
John turned on the lights to see his oldest curled in a ball on the bed. Sam was holding his shoulders and looked up blinking in the bright light.
"Dean's hurt!"
John quickly moved to the bed and made Dean stretch out so he could check him over. His youngest kneeled on the bed watching his every move. Dean was warm to the touch and panting. The elder Winchester noticed his son was covering his right side with his hand. John moved his hand but didn't see anything. He pressed slightly then let go. Dean jackknifed off the bed, crying out.
"Dean!" Sam grabbed his brother, glaring at his father.
"Sammy get dressed," John commanded. He moved around the room grabbing his clothes and pulling them on.
"What's wrong?" Sam demanded, following his father's example.
"I think it's his appendix. We have to get him to the hospital."
"We don't even know where it is!" Sam said defiantly. "You never want to know where the hospital is."
"Don't start with me," John said angrily. "Just get dressed. Gather everything up."
Sam grabbed his clothes, pulling them on quickly as he watched his father walk back over to Dean. Sam was gathering Dean's clothes and anything else he found, stuffing it into one of the duffels. Luckily they hadn't brought in any of the weapons. The youngest was policing the room as John wrapped Dean in a blanket and lifted him off the bed. This scared Sam more then any supernatural thing they hunted. He'd never seen Dean so vulnerable before.
"Do you have everything?"
"Yeah," Sam nodded, grabbing his father's duffel.
"Good boy," John said. "Grab the keys."
Sam grabbed his father's wallet and the keys to the Impala. As he stepped out side he was surprised to see it was still dark. He quickly moved to the black car and opened the backdoor. Sam threw the duffels on the floor and climbed in the backseat. John maneuvered Dean into the car, moaning as Sam pulled him across the seat.
"Sorry."
John walked around to the driver's door as Sam reached over and unlocked it. He slid into the seat reaching his hand back. His youngest dropped his wallet and keys in his hand. The car rumbled to life as John turned the key. Checking the rearview mirror he could see Sam holding his brother's upper body in his lap. Sam was stroking Dean's hair and talking quietly. John let out a shaky breath as he pulled the car up to the motel office. He stepped inside to get directions to the nearest hospital. The clerks was new in town and didn't know the exact location of the hospital offering only vague directions. John climbed back in the Impala and taking off down the road.
