Ch. 2

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For those who are waiting on the next chapter of Their Turn I'll try to have it out sometime this week. But no promises monkeys are unpredictable.

Surprise, surprise I couldn't help myself this turned into a Brotherhood fic (hides face).

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Candice McElveen had lived and worked in this area all her life. She knew the look of children who were raising themselves and that was definitely the case with the two boys who stood in front of her now.

"Can I help?"

"Yes ma'ma, my brothers sick he needs to see the doctor." Dean gave her his best dazzling smile.

Candice shook her head the older one was a charmer. She is willing to bet he was a con artist too. She knew the answer to the next question but she had to ask anyways.

"Do you have a parent or guardian with you?"

"No, our dads at work but he told me to bring him."

'He's smooth didn't even stutter.' She had to admit the little one looked bad huddled against his brother. His little face was flour white except for the fevered flush.

Dr. Kendel was working today and she had no doubt the compassionate young doctor would see the young boy. He had broken the rules for other unaccompanied minors.

"Here fill these out." The nurse handed the clipboard with papers on it to fill out to Dean.

"Thank you come on, Sammy." Dean glanced at line of people standing behind him and the rapidly filling waiting room.

Much to his dismay the only place he could find to sit was beside the woman he suspected was a hooker. Because he sure as hell wasn't going to let Sammy sit by the old drunk that was puking all over the place, or the junkie that looked like he needed his next fix.

Suppressing a groan Dean headed toward the one vacate seat Sammy was going to have to sit in his lap. The twelve year old sat down and pulled his brother securely into his lap.

The woman smiled at them as they sat down up this close Dean could see she was really more of a girl than a woman probably no more than eighteen.

'Please don't talk to us. Please don't talk to us,' Dean prayed, silently.

"Hey there, cutie what's your name?" Dean suppressed another groan as Sammy shifted away from the girl.

"Oh, I see your shy my names Laurie. Now it would be rude not to tell me your name. You don't want to be rude do you?"

"No, Pastor Jim says there's no excuse for rudeness my name, Sammy."

"Not feeling too good?" Laurie asked, her voice full of sympathy.

"No, but I really hate doctors. Except for Mac he's a doctor but he's ok."

Dean really wished Sammy would shut up.

"Come on we have to take the nurse this paper work." Dean slid Sammy off his lap and then stood up stomping his feet to wake his legs up.

"One of you should stay here or you'll lose your place," Laurie warned.

"I'll stay Dean I don't feel like walking anyway." Sammy sat back down in the seat.

Dean really hated the idea of leaving his brother for alone for even a second in a place like this.

"I'll be ok I'll stay right here promise."

"I'll watch him."

'Yeah right like I'd trust you to watch my brother.'

"If you move I'll kick your ass." Dean warned as he walked away.

"Ok Dean."

"Are you here by yourself Sammy?" Sammy's face scrunched up into an are you dumb look.

"No, my big brothers Deans here."

"Where are your parents?"

"Dad's at work and mom died when I was just a baby."

"Oh, you poor thing every child should have a mother."

"We're doing just fine lady." Dean had walked up just in time to catch the end of the conversation.

"I'm sure you are," Laurie conceded.

Sammy stood up so Dean could sit and then settled on his lap laying his head on his brother's shoulder.

"Laurie?"

"Yeah baby."

"What happened to you?"

"A bad man beat me up." The young woman turned to look at the little boys sharp intake of breath.

"A man hit you? Dad, Pastor Jim, Mac say that a man should never ever hit a girl. And Uncle Bobby says that any man that hits a girl is a yellow bellied lily livered coward and they should have their manhood cut off. But I'm not exactly sure what that means."

"Sammy" Dean said with an eye roll.

"No, he's absolutely right."

"You want me to tell my dad he could cut his manhood off."

Laurie was trying her hardest to suppress a laugh.

"Thanks Sammy but that's ok."

"Ok "

"Their are liable to cut my manhood off if they find out I've been letting talk to a hooker." The older boy mumbled under his breath earning him a scowl from Laurie and a questioning look from his brother.

"Dean, what's a hooker?"

"Nothing Sammy."

"I'll just ask Caleb or Uncle Bobby," Sammy said, with a shrug.

Dean made a mental note to talk to both older men before his brother got a chance too.

The preteen sighed with relief when Laurie's name was called

"I liked her Dean she was nice." The older boy made a noncommittal noise.

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Dean was sitting on the exam table with Sammy when the doctor came in.

The doctor was younger than Dean had expected he was tall well over six feet. He was handsome with short dark brown hair and gentle blue eyes.

"My names Luke." The doctor held out a hand to Dean.

Dean shook his hand firmly the way John had taught him.

"I'm Dean, and that's my little brother Sam."

Luke held his hand out to Sam who took it hesitantly.

"So Sam, I understand your not feeling to good."

"No sir." Sam was clutching Dean's hand almost painfully.

"Can you tell me what hurts?"

"My face, head, throat, ears, everywhere."

"Ok, I'm going to tap on you face and I want you to tell me if it hurts. Ok?"

Sammy cringed as the doctor tapped on different places on his face.

"Ok buddy, I'm going to look in your ears, down your throat, and up your nose and listen to your chest."

All through the exam Dr. Kendel talked to Sammy to keep his mind off what he was doing. After the examination Luke stood back and looked at the two boys.

"Well Sam, it's no wonder you feel bad and you're running a high temp. You have a nasty sinus infection, a double ear infection, and an angry throat from nasal drip. The good news is his chest sounds clear."

"But he's going to be alright right?" Concern was clouding the older brothers' voice.

"He'll be fine in a few days a week at the longest he just needs to get started on some antibiotics. Dean, do you know if your brother is allergic to anything?"

"He's not allergic to anything."

"Dean's, allergic to penicillin."

"Sammy, he doesn't care about what I'm allergic too."

"Actually, that's good to know since you will probably be the one giving him his medicine. Right?"

"Dean takes good care of me." Sammy smiled and looked at his brother with his eyes full of love."

"I'm sure he does." Luke said, ruffling his hair.

Just then there was a commotion in the hallway.

"Stay here boys," Luke said, as he went out the door.

There were several loud popping noises that Dean recognized as gunshots.

"Get down Sammy." Dean quickly slid off the table and reached up to help his brother down.

There was another pop and Sammy screamed as Dean fell forward and there was a searing pain in his left side.

Please feed the monkeys on your way out.