I wrote this chapter while listening to the song "Shattered" by Trading Yesterday, amazing track for hopefully a good chapter. Sorry it took so long. Enjoy
Desperate
Sam didn't know what to do. Dean was getting weaker and the seizures seemed to become stronger and more frequent. And he didn't know how much more his brother's body could take. The doctors said it was a miracle he had lasted this long… but not in a good way.
"I'm going to find a cure Dean," He paused as he watched his brother ride out another seizure, his arms pulling at the restraints "I will save you. I promise."
Sam stood up and left. He hated seeing his brother convulse the way he did. Dean had now energy left yet the tremors shook him harder every time.
A tear rolled down Sam's cheek as he leant against the wall outside his brother's room. Slowly he slid down it, listened to the machines as they beeped to say his brother's heart rate was to fast.
The doctors could do nothing but try and find a cure, but they had no success so far and they were losing hope that they'd find one before the young man died. Some nurses who would check on Dean would leave with tears in their eyes as they watched the man convulse, sometimes he even began to cough up blood or foam at the mouth.
Today though was different, the seizure ragged for five minutes but then abruptly stopped, along with Dean's heart.
Sam's heart stopped at the sudden new sound. Doctors and nurses rushed into Dean's room. One nurse wheeled defibrillators in front of her, Sam's heart dropped at that.
There was a flurry of movement then Sam heard the doctor say the dreaded word.
"Clear,"
Dean's body jumped as the shock ran through his body.
"Come on son… don't give up now." Said a man next to Sam. Sam didn't know him and didn't have the heart to tell him to mind his own business.
One of the regular nurses stood in the corner of the room, tears flooded her eyes as she watched the doctor try and bring Dean back.
"Clear," the doctor said again as the pads went down onto Dean's toned chest.
Once again the shock ran through Dean like a stone through water. But no ripple… no sign of life returned to his brother.
"Please Dean." Sam whispered as he watched them shock his brother again.
"Get ready to intubate." Said the doctor as he shocked Dean again.
Beep…
The put a tube down Dean's throat…
Beep…
A nurse began to pump air into his brother starved lungs…
…
"He's crashing again." Said the doctor as he picked up the defibrillators again.
"Sir, he's not coming back."
"No, we have to save him." He paused "Clear,"
"Sir,"
"I said clear."
The nurse gave up and stepped back.
Another shock ran through Dean's exhausted body.
Sam fell to his knees. He didn't know how much he could take.
Sorry its so short. I have had no time to myself lately and only just managed to write this chapter. Please review and I will and update quicker. Thanks Emma
