Disclaimer: Eric Kripke is the metaphorical father of Supernatural. Not I. Any mentioned literary characters are not of my own fabrication and belong to their respective authors.
Warnings: All warnings, with the exception of the fourth warning, from the first chapter apply.
Section: 2/3
Doctors Are Patients, Too
By Jan J. (P.J.P.), Little Sister's Keepress
Chapter Two – The Patient and the Doctor
Wide, shiny button eyes stared at Sam Winchester.
"Mr. Teddy Bear? Is it all right if I address you as Teddy?" the brunet questioned.
"What does it matter?" wailed Mr. Teddy Bear. "All I'm good for is participating in tea parties!"
"Teddy, that is not true!" Sam adamantly proclaimed. "Your job as a teddy bear is more than just enduring tea parties. It's to provide comfort and companionship to children like Audrey."
"What do you know about me?" Teddy broke in. "Did you ever have a teddy bear?"
"Um, no," Sam shamefully answered.
"And you turned out perfectly fine, right? You didn't need anyone to hold on to during a nightmare. You didn't need anyone to play with? Did you?!"
"Well, I had Dean."
"Wait. So you did have a teddy bear. This Dean was your teddy bear?"
"Dean's my brother," corrected Sam, rubbing his neck self-consciously.
"Yeah, but children grow up." Teddy sniffed. "Audrey won't need me anymore."
"Hey, I still need Dean," confessed Sam.
"Well, here's an idea for you, buddy. Your Dean's a human—a person! Who am I?" Teddy desolately cried out. "What am I?"
"You are Teddy," Sam firmly declared as he patted the distressed bear's cuddly, oversized paws. "You were born to—"
"Do I even have a birthday?" Teddy tearfully interjected.
"Er, yes," replied Sam without missing a beat.
A loud knock snared the youngest Winchester's attention from the cramped figure in the easy chair.
"Are you done hugging, Samantha?" a muffled voice cheekily called out from behind the door.
"Teddy, please excuse me for a second," Sam calmly said. "I have to go extract a virulent lollipop from a delirious patient."
Teddy listlessly nodded. His woeful eyes watered, and the bright ribbon, which adorned his neck, fluttered when he hiccupped.
The door clicked shut after Sam.
"My life is nothing!" Teddy's piteous voice echoed through the darkened room.