Addicted.
Summary. . . . . . Dean's hurt and Sam's. . . . . . .well Sam's not acting himself. Just what is wrong with the younger brother? Just what happened whilst Dean was down and out? Thanks to darksupernatural for the bunny.
Disclaimer. . . . . Don't own Sam, Dean or the Impala, just playing with Kripkie's toys.
A.N. . . . . I'm so sorry for the lateness of this post. I had two good friends and my Godson over from England, so my time was taken up with showing them all the wonders of Canada. I'm also sorry for giving you another short chapter, I will try to make them longer from now on. Also this is yet another build up chapter, but don't worry the fun starts soon. Thanks as always for reading, Peanut x
Dean had passed out again into blissful oblivion before Sam had even made it to the hospital, the pain from his arm pushing him under missing Sam's sideways, two wheeled, slide into the ambulance bay and his brother's perfect impression of Hazard boy as he slid across the hood of the Impala in his hurry to get help.
As nurses and orderlies arrived, brought by Sam's extra loud yelling and the sight of a six foot four jumping giant, the younger hunter stood off to the side, practically chewing his nails off and bouncing from foot to foot with nervous built up energy. Once Dean had been whisked off to be treated Sam was left alone, no one willing to be near the unusually acting goliath, leaving Sam to his own devices of pacing back and forth across the dreary yet pristine white tills.
He didn't notice the stealthy arrival of the two hospital security guards, brought in by staff members nervous at Sam's growing unrest, poised ready to make a move at a moments notice should Sam's mood suddenly turn aggressive. Sam thought just continued his pacing, his feet wearing a dull path as he continued his back and forth movement, his fingernails now bleeding as his teeth gnawed even closer to the beds. He practically jumped as Dean's doctor finally arrived and touched him on the arm. Turning he gripped the mans shoulders, his face inching closer to the doctors as questions tumbled from his mouth like water from a tap.
"Is Dean okay? How's my brother? What's wrong with him? Can I see him? Where is he? When can we get out of here?"
The doctor just looked at the very tall man that towered above his own five foot seven frame, his shoulders aching slightly from the vice like grip of the man's hands on them. He motioned to the side of himself at the two guards who were moving in, startled into action by Sam's change of behaviour and the man handling of doctor to stand down. Looking back Sam's way he took in the slightly blown pupils, the perspiration that stood out on his upper lip and brow, the bouncing on his toes that reminded him of his daughters Tigger bear back home. Stopping Sam before he could launch into another barrage of questions, the doctor finally spoke.
"Calm down son. Breathe!" Once Sam had released his shoulders, he pointed to the chairs that lined the waiting room wall before adding. "Why don't we take a seat?" He watched as Sam reluctantly folded himself into one of the hard plastic chairs his feet still bouncing on the spot, before he took one himself. "So, your brother, Dean did you say?" At Sam's eager nod he continued. "Dean suffered a relatively mild concussion and a severe bruising of his olecranon, or elbow as it is more commonly known. With rest the concussion will go away, as will the tenderness in his joint, although he will be in pain for a while and have limited mobility until the swelling reduces. He woke up whilst being treated and was lucid enough, we would have preferred to have kept him over night, but he has insisted on being released. His papers are being drawn up as we speak, as is his pain medication, as soon as they are done he will be free to go, but I must insist that you ensure he rest."
Sam nodded again before asking. "So, can I go see him?" Already rising in his seat, poised ready to bolt from the room and find the one that held his brother. The doctors hand on his arm stopping him from doing just that as he asked.
"In a minute son. I just need to ask you a few questions first."
Sam's eyes darted between the doctor and the hallway that held the room Dean was taken to, back and forth, back and forth they went, stopping only when he made himself nauseous from the movement, his free hand clenching and unclenching at his side. "What do you want to ask? Cause I already told the nurse what happened to Dean."
"It has nothing to do with Dean. I just want to know if you were okay?" The doctor paused before adding. "I want to know what you're taking?"
"What? Nothing! Hospitals just make me nervous. Can I go see Dean now?"
Not satisfied with Sam's answer, but unable to press any further, the doctor gave an unwilling, reluctant nod and watched as Sam bounded off in search of his brother, calling Dean's name loudly as he did so, stopping just in time to avoid colliding into his sibling as Dean stepped from out of the exam room.
"Dean, Dean. Are you okay man? Are you in any pain? Do you need some of your meds? Cause I can go and get some. Do you need me to help you to the car?"
"Sam, chill. What the hell? What is wrong with you, dude? Your acting like Donkey out of Shrek hyped up on happy juice." When he got no response from Sam, he added. "I'm fine, I just want to get out of here."
"Out of here, right, can do. You're sure your okay to go though?"
"I'm fine Sam!" Dean growled out growing impatient with this new freaky Sam, instantly regretting it as his had protested the loudness of his voice. "Can we just get outta here? Can we just get back to the motel?"
"Yeah, yeah, sure Dean. Back to the motel, right."
Dean watched as Sam started rushing for the exit, niggling feelings that something was definitely wrong pressing on his mind, his pounding head though unwilling to allow him to think about it too much. Stopping Sam before he got too far ahead, he spoke. "Oh and Sam, I'll drive."
"But Dean. . . . . ."
Taking of the sling and shoving it into his pocket, Dean answered. "I'll drive."
A.N. . . . . . . Hope you enjoyed, catch you soon with an update, Peanut x
