Disclaimer: I don't own Supernatural, I don't even want to know what the world would be like if I did.
Summary: John hasn't returned from a hunt and things are bad for Sam and Dean back at the motel. When Sam ends up in the hospital, CPS puts them in foster care and the boys are adopted by a wealthy family. Will John be able to get his sons back, or will his mistakes cost him the most important people in his life? Teen!Chester story. Limp!Sam, Protective/Angry!Dean, Guily!John. Sam-13, Dean-17
Dean paced the waiting area while he waited for news on Sam. He tried sitting when he first got there, but sitting still seemed to be impossible in his state. While he paced he could occasionally feel the eyes of the other people in the waiting on him, they were probably wondering why a teenager would be in the ER waiting all by himself looking so distraught.
About an hour after he got dropped Sam off a nurse came in to the waiting area and walked towards him.
"Hi, I'm nurse Thomson, but you can just call me Kathy. Are you with the boy that had the high fever?" she asked politely.
"He's my brother, is he ok?" Dean said to the nurse.
"He is stabilized and his fever isn't as dangerous now that we have him on high strength fever reducers, but we can't run any tests to see what is causing the fever until we have the proper paperwork filled out." The nurse explained
"Give them to me; I can fill out anything you need me to." Dean demanded.
"I'm sorry but the papers can only be filled out by a parent." She said regretfully.
'Damn it Dad, we need you. Why can't you just pick up your stupid phone?' Dean thought angrily. Dean didn't get mad at John a lot, but when Sammy is suffering and he can do something about it and wont, that's where Dean draws the line.
"If your parents can't make it in person right now, then if you can get them on the phone we can fill it out verbally." Dean shook his head.
"My Dad isn'tā¦available right now."
"Well if you have some other legal guardian, then they can fill out the forms." Suddenly Dean's face lit up. Bobby.
"Would an uncle work?"
"If he was listed as a legal guardian then yes," The nurse smiled at the teenager in front of her.
"I'll be right back," Then Dean sped off. The nurse couldn't but smile sadly at the retreating teenager. It wasn't hard to figure out what was going on at the two boys' home, or at least the jest of it. I was obvious that the older brother was more of a parent to the younger that he should have to be, she just wanted to get all of this sorted and the younger treated so the older could stop worrying so much.
Dean sped off to the pay phone down the hall, when he got there he paid the machine and punched in the number he knew by heart. Last year he had convince his dad to make Bobby their legal guardian, so that he could take care of the messy red tape legal stuff if Dad wasn't available, and right now he was sure glad that he did. The other side picked up after two rings.
"Who is this, and just to let you know I'm busy so this better be good." A grumpy voice said into the phone and Dean had never been happier to hear anyone in his life.
"Uncle Bobby?" Dean asked.
"Dean?"
"Yep."
"I don't recognize this number, where are you calling from." Bobby asked, concern replacing the grumpiness from earlier and Dean sighed before he replied.
"A hospital."
"What!?" Bobby yelled into the phone "Why are you at a hospital, are you okay."
"I'm fine, but Sammy not so much. He has a really bad fever and this morning I couldn't get him to wake up, so I brought him here."
"Dean, let me talk to your dad."
"You can't, he's not here."
"How far away is he?"
"No clue, I can't get a hold of him. I called him yesterday to tell him that Sammy was getting really sick, but he told me that he was closing in on the Yellowed Eyed Demon and couldn't afford any distractions and hung up on me before I could tell him about Sammy. I tried calling him back but it goes straight to voicemail, I've been leaving him messages, but I don't think that he is getting them." Bobby sighed loudly through the phone.
"God damn it, John." Booby said to himself but Dean still heard it "What hospital are you at?
"Lincoln, Nebraska; Lincoln General Hospital."
"Ok Lincoln isn't too far from Sioux Falls, I should he there in a couple of hours. But in the mean time stay put and watch out for Sammy as much as you can. Don't beat yourself up over this you did everything you could for Sammy." Bobby said
"Thanks Bobby, see you in a bit." And with that Dean hung up and headed towards the nurses' station, he spotted Kathy and walked up to her.
"There you are, did you get a hold of your dad?" She asked him, a smile on her face, but all Dean did was shake his head. "Oh"
"But my uncle is coming and he can fill out all the paperwork, she should be here in a couple of hours." Dean said to her, trying to keep her from getting suspicious.
"Well that will give your brother time to rest before we start running tests. By the way, I don't think I caught your names, it will help us keep track of your brother if we knew his name."
"I'm Dean and my brother's name is Sam."
"You two have a last name."
"Yeah Winchester."
"Well, Dean Winchester, your brother is in room 134 down that hallway." She pointed in the direction and Dean didn't need to be told twice. He hurried down the hallway until he reached the door he was looking for. He opened it slowly, not wanting to disturb anyone else that was in the room, but found that it was just Sammy in the room and a very serious looking man in a white coat. When the door opened the doctor looked up and smiled at Dean.
"Come in," He invited Dean into the room. He closed the door behind him and hurried to Sam's side.
"I'm Dr. Hendson, I'm your brother's doctor."
"Do you know what is wrong with him?" Dean asked.
"I was only able to do a few preliminary tests; I found bacteria in his aioli and mucus in his lungs. I can't be sure until I have an x-ray done, but I would say that your brother here has pneumonia," The doctor explained.
"What, how did he get pneumonia?" Dean was asking himself more than the doctor.
"I could have started with something as simple as a cold or sore thought, but while he was sick he didn't take easy. The bacteria would have found its way into his lungs, and the rest is history, the fever is the result of his body trying to fight off the virus in his lungs." Dean wasn't really paying attention to what the doctor was saying, he was running through the past couple of weeks trying to figure out when Sam could have caught a cold, and then it hit him.
Weeks earlier
Dean stood next to a rather large and old oak tree using the tree to support his weigh, his breathing was heavy and loud and he desperately tried to catch his breath, but the freezing cold pouring rain he was currently standing in made it almost impossible to do so. The sound of feet pounding into the muddy ground made Dean whip his head around, slowly he saw the figure of his brother approach him. When Sam caught up he stopped next to Dean to also catch his breath, he leaned against the tree and wheezed in an out with an occasional wet cough mixed in. The more Dean listened, the more concerned he felt for his brother, Sam had been sick all week, even if he tried not to show it, but he sounded like he was getting worse, and all of Johns extra intense training sessions lately didn't help.
"Hey dude, you don't sound too good, maybe you should take it easy for a little bit." Dean said as he put a hand on Sam's shoulder, his brother looked up at him like he wanted to protest but when he took the breath to speak it started a bad coughing fit. His brother looked beat but he wasn't surprised, they had been running for about 20 minutes already and they still had another good mile until they got to the cabin that they were currently staying at, they were both soaked to the bone.
"C'mon lets go back." Sam finally got out and the two started back to the cabin. When they got back they walked through the door, John was standing in the hallway with a disapproving look on his face.
"About time, I told you guys to be back here over ten minutes ago." John chastised
"Sorry Dad, but in case you haven't noticed, its pouring out there." Dean replied.
"Well in case you haven't noticed, you will not always have perfect conditions when you are hunting; you need to be able to function in conditions like this." John informed him; John had been acting like this ever since a hunt had gone wrong a couple of week before. Dean was about to make another comment when they were interrupted by a horrible coughing fit. They looked over at Sam and saw him coughing badly, using the wall to support him as the coughs racked his whole body. Eventually he stopped and looked back at John.
"Dad, I think that I might be sick," Sam said, and John sighed and pinched the bridge of his nose.
"We don't have time to be sick, you guys need to train. You can go to bed early Sam, but I expect you to be back to normal in the morning." John said in his that meant that there was no negotiating on the terms. Sam sighed and nodded
"Yes, sir." Sam said then he walked down the hallway to his room.
"C'mon Dean, we still need to go over the standard exorcism until you can pronounce it perfectly."
Dean's growing irritation at his father only grew at the memory, and now that Dean saw where the road that their father took them on had lead them, he wished that he could go back in time and tell John to stick his training where the sun doesn't shine and tell Sammy to rest. But he couldn't do that so he would just have to play the cards he had been dealt and pray that Bad Luck didn't have a four of a kind up its sleeve.
Meanwhile in Sioux Falls Bobby was hurriedly packing a bag as fast as he could. He put some pants and a couple of shirts in a duffle while he called John on his phone, but as he suspected he got a voicemail.
"John, you idjit, your boys need your help. Stop hunting that damned demon for two seconds and check your phone or you are going to lose the only family you have left." He hung up and continued to pack, once he was sure he had everything he needed, he threw everything into his car and took off to Lincoln, Nebraska as fast as humanly possible.
(AN)
(Panthon) Sorry this came late, I was ready to post this last Wednesday, but the charger on my laptop decided to stop working and I haven't been able to get a new one yet (right now I am using Jolan's computer.) I do have a request for you though, because I don't really know where I am going with story, if you guys could give me ideas about what you want to happen later on then that would be great. Hope you like the story and if you do please tell me in the review box.
(Jolan) I would like to officially say that I am a fan of Supernatural but I just never seen the show. I know its kinda confusing but Panthon just goes on and on about it I feel like I've seen every episodeā¦.. - yea. But Pathon seems to have it pretty under control so I will let her keep going.
(Panthon) Thank you for your approval Jolan, it is greatly appreciated.
Good bye my lovelies, until next time.
