Well, here's chapter 2!
Disclaimer: I don't own Supernatural...I just torture it's men with Chick-Flick Moments.
It wasn't meant to be like this. Things weren't supposed to happen this way. It was going to be easy. Just wait until the Shtriga got close to Michael, burst in and kill the damn thing. Everyone should be fine. Michael, Sam, me, and all the other kids in the Pediatric Ward that are suffering from this illness. Sam shouldn't be laying in the bed, not in this condition. This is my fault. I should have never gone out that night to play the damn game. Why couldn't I have just obeyed Dad's orders and stayed in the motel room? If it wasn't for me, Sam and I would be in the Impala right now, joking around and looking for our next gig. It wasn't supposed to be like this.
Dean sat quietly in a chair, his elbows on his knees, his head in his hands. It had been only 2 days ago that he and Sam were joking and laughing about the old blind lady that scared the crap out of Dean. Only two days ago that Sam was using his Bikini Inspector ID to get impersonate a doctor from the CDC. A lot has changed in two days. Now, Dean is an emotional wreck, Sam's unconscious, and the Shtriga hasn't made an appearance since that night.
Dean looked at Sam. He was so pale, so still, so lifeless. It was almost as if it wasn't his brother. The doctors weren't very optimistic when asked how long it would be until Sam got back to normal. The children in the Pediatric Unit were worsening every day. But the doctors, they don't understand. Sam is his responsibility. He had to get better. Dean's confidence was strong. Besides, Sam is a Winchester. Winchester's always pull through.
"Mr. Connors? Dr. Wochinski would like to speak with you." A young nurse informed Dean, who was clearly lost in thought.
"Mr. Connors? Mr. Conners? Dean?"
"Huh? What? Sorry. What did you say?"
"It's alright. The doctor is here to talk with you."
"Oh, right. Thanks."
Dean gained his composure and stood up as the doctor entered the room. She was young, with long brown hair and sparkling hazel eyes. She reached out her hand to Dean.
"Mr. Connors?"
"Dean." He shook her hand.
"Dean. My name is Dr. Wochinski and I'll be the one taking care of Sam. I've reviewed his chart and I'm noticing that he's showing the same symptoms as the children in the PICU. Are you familiar with the what's going on up there?"
"Yeah. I mean, I just know that they think it's pneumonia." Dean replied.
"Something like that. All of the children, and Sam, are showing symptoms that would be considered pneumonia, but instead of improving, the conditions are worsening. Their bodies are wearing out from all of the work of fighting off the infection. We've been trying to fight off what we think is the pneumonia with antibiotics, but so far have been unsuccessful."
That very sentence stabbed Dean in the heart. Unsuccessful. A word that explains so much more than the medicine. He looked back at Sam lying in the hospital bed.
"How long can his body handle this?" Dean asked, his eyes never leaving Sam's peaceful face.
"Well, your brother was healthy and in good shape before now, so that should factor in to how much his body can handle. We won't know how long this illness will last until we know more about what it actually is. What is concerning me most is his fever. It has been dangerously high since he was brought in two days ago. We're trying our best to bring it down, but if it keeps rising, it can become damaging to his body. But don't worry. It hasn't risen much in the past few hours, so that's a good sign. Do you have any other questions?"
"No. Thanks, Doctor."
"Get some rest Dean. The next few days will be rough. Your brother is going to need you healthy when he wakes up." She turned and left the room.
Dean went to shut the door, but decided to listen in as a nurse stopped Dr. Wochinski.
"Dr. Wochinski, one of the kids up in the PICU, with the illness, just died."
To Be Continued...
A/N: Sorry..crappy cliffhanger..didn't know how to end it otherwise. That seemed so much longer in my notebook. : ) Next chapter will have Dean pouring his heart out to an unconscious Sam. I didn't want to rush into things in this chapter. I just wanted to let you know a bit about what's going on with the kids...and Sam.