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Of Healers and Men
Ch. 1
Sam looked up at his brother holding his breath. They object of their hunt was near. He could feel it. Dean had decided to climb up one of the taller trees to see if he could identify where their target was headed. He saw his brother smirk before wordlessly telling him that their prey was just behind the bushes that Sam now stood in front of. Sam tensed and held his gun tight in his hand ready to take whatever this thing could give.
All of a sudden the thing jumped out from behind the bush. "SAMMY!" Dean screamed knowing that he was too late to save his brother.
Sam laughter carried through the air, "Come on Uncle Josh you win. Stop shooting me."
Josh smiled as he stopped the steam of water. "I told you I was the master at water wars, and now you know."
"Yeah, yeah stop showing off," Dean called from his spot in the tree.
"You're just mad that I got you before I got Sam."
"Well it's not my fault the kid used me as a human shield."
"Sorry Dean."
"No you're not."
Sam laughed at his big brother.
"Okay Dean come on down from there. Last thing I need is for your Dad to kill me because you fell outta tree."
"Yeah whatever," Dean started his way down a little too fast and missed one of the branches he was aiming for. He let out a scream of terror and his body hit the ground with a sickening thud and a loud crack.
"DEAN!" Two voices sounded and before he knew it Dean was looking up into the worried faces of his brother and surrogate uncle.
"Are you okay," Josh asked running his hand over Dean's head looking for anything wrong.
"His arm is broken," Sam said pointing at the limb.
Josh winced in sympathy looking at the weird angle the arm was facing. "That's going to have to be set," Josh said. He made his way towards Dean's arm. Putting his hand below the elbow and above the wrist he quickly snapped the bones back into place.
"Alright, let's go get you fixed up." Josh said helping Dean to his feet.
"Uncle Josh can't I do it."
Both Dean and Josh looked at each other. "I don't know Sammy remember last time you to heal a broken bone? You were unconscious for a week."
"I was not. It was only two days. Please Josh I can do it I know I can."
"I think we better ask your dad first."
"But Dad said I could do it if you say I could."
"Just let him do it Josh and then we can all move on with our lives."
"Fine but if you start to feel lightheaded or anything you stop right away."
"Thanks," Sam said with a bright grin.
Taking Dean's arm into his hands he focused he energy on the broken appendage.
Josh and Dean watch anxiously as Sam went about healing his brother. "Sammy," Dean asked worried when he saw his brother getting paler by the second. Sam just shushed him and went on with his task.
"Alright Sammy that's enough," Josh went to move the little boy away from his big brother right as Sam pulled away smiling.
Dean moved his arm around experimentally and was pleased to see that it was healed and his brother was still standing upright, although he still had no color to his skin and was breathing rather hard.
Sam's ability to heal people was his family's least favorite ability that the kid had. It usually left him week as a kitten and sick for days afterwards and the rest of them feeling completely helpless. Unfortunately for them, it was Sam's very favorite. Between helping people and watching them die in his sleep he chose helping people.
"You didn't pass out this time. That's good," Josh commented checking the kid for a fever. He bit his lip when he found one.
"I'm getting better," Sam smiled at the idea.
"Let's go back to the motel now," Dean suggested.
Josh nodded and picked up Sam.
"Josh,"
"No complaining. I let you do what you wanted but now you have a fever and you'll pass out if you try to walk to the truck."
John looked up when he heard Caleb sigh. He had left Josh with the boys today so that he could do research about the hunt that they were currently on. There had been ten disappearances in the area over the last year. All of them were strong and, what women would consider, good looking.
"Johnny we're not getting anything from all of this stupid research. Let's just go pick up some food take it back to the motel and hang out with the others for a while. You know, take a break. I'm sure Dean and Sammy would love it."
John scrubbed his face. They were getting nowhere but taking a break would mean more people's lives. And then it struck him. "Do you think we could be dealing with a phantom traveler?"
"Well usually they don't work this close to towns but it's not unheard of." Caleb groaned as John jumped up to find another book.
Two hours later the pulled out of a fast food place with bags of food for everyone and made their way towards the motel John was currently calling home.
"Boys I'm back," John called when he entered the room. He looked around and found Dean sitting on the couch next to Josh watching TV. He looked around the room searching the room for his youngest. He was surprised to see him in bed sound asleep. It was only a little after seven.
"What's wrong with Sammy," He asked moving to check on the boy. He winced at the fever he found.
"Uh, there was an incident in the park." John looked up at Josh demanding an explanation. "Dean fell out of a tree and broke his arm. And you know how Sammy is. You know I can't say no to him." John sighed knowing that Sam had that effect on most people he met, including himself.
"He didn't pass out this time Dad."
John looked at Dean who was now standing next to him. "That's good. He's getting better."
"Sir one of the trackers found something you might have an interest in."
"What is it?"
A screen came up. A young strong looking man, someone that they would usually take an interest in, and two boys were shown.
"Okay Dean come on down from there. Last thing I need is for your Dad to kill me because you fell outta tree."
"Yeah whatever," The bigger boy started his way down a little too fast and missed one of the branches he was aiming for. He let out a scream of terror and his body hit the ground with a sickening thud and a loud crack.
"DEAN!" Two voices sounded.
"Are you okay,"
"His arm is broken," The litter one pointed out
"That's going to have to be set." The man set the kids arm. "Alright, let's go get you fixed up."
"Uncle Josh can't I do it."
"I don't know Sammy remember last time you to heal a broken bone? You were unconscious for a week."
"Please Josh I can do it I know I can."
"I think we better ask your dad first." The man, Josh seemed nervous.
"But Dad said I could do it if you say I could."
"Just let him do it Josh and then we can all move on with our lives."
"Fine but if you start to feel lightheaded or anything you stop right away."
"Thanks," the younger boy took hold of the broken arm and held it
"Sammy," the older one said in warning
"Alright Sammy that's enough," the man moved towards the little boy when he pulled away with a weary smile
The older boy moved his arm around experimentally.
"You didn't pass out this time. That's good."
"I'm getting better."
"Let's go back to the motel now."
"You're right that is interesting."
Theres the first chapter. Let me know what you think :)