Cayendo hacia la oscuridad
Summary: Title means falling into darkness in Spanish. The boys are hunting a Wendigo when something goes wrong and one of them lands up in hospital with serious injuries. Will they survive? If they don't what will the other one do to get them back? Lots of Limp! And Angst!
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Chapter 2: So Sorry
Sam was quickly wheeled into Exam 2 and assessed.
"Stab wound. Claw marks. Possible internal bleeding and head trauma. This kid needs to get to the OR, ASAP".
"Staunching the blood flow" One of the nurses yelled as Sam was wheeled into the OR.
"We've gotta get this internal bleeding to stop or he's not gonna last 10 minutes!"
Sam's body started to shake again.
"He's going into shock!"
"Get him stabilized!"
"Heart rate is dropping rapidly!"
A constant noise filled the room.
"We're loosing him!"
"Get him on oxygen and pump manually!"
"Charging 200!"
"Clear!"
"No change!"
"250!"
"Clear"
"We've got a pulse!"
"Thank god" The doctor whispered.
"We've managed to clamp the bleeding!"
The doctor nodded and began to stitch Sam's wounds.
"Pulse?" The doctor asked.
"It's there. But weak"
"Fresh IV drip and a blood transfusion?"
The doctor nodded and added. "Get him into X-Ray to check for any damage to the bones or muscles and one for his head too. Check if there's any swelling or brain damage".
Dean felt like he had been sitting in the waiting room for an eternity, when someone approached him. Dean looked up. It was the doctor Dean had seen with Sam.
"Doc. How's my brother?" Dean said trying to ignore the blood that was on the man's scrubs. Sam's blood. The bile rose in his throat at the thought of his little brother bleeding so much.
"You might want to sit down". He said and Dean gulped, slowly sitting down. The bile rose even further. A bad feeling gnawing in the pit of his stomach.
"What's wrong?" Dean asked worriedly.
"Your brother sustained multiple injuries. Some serious. Some not. 5 broken ribs. Broken right arm. Cracked clavicle. Torn ligaments in his left leg. Claw wounds to his abdomen. Stab wound to the stomach with what seemed to be a claw. What worries me most is that your brother has suffered major contusions to his liver, kidney and right lung which caused internal bleeding. He's lucky to be alive". The doctor said, each word breaking Dean's heart.
How could I let him get hurt so bad?
This is all my fault.
"Can…Can…I…See him" Dean stuttered.
"Once we get him moved to ICU you can. He's just coming out of surgery".
Dean's heart broke and a tear fell down his cheek.
"So he pulled through? He's gonna be ok?" Dean whispered.
The doctor placed a comforting hand on the young hunter's back.
"He did pull through. But I must stress that you shouldn't get your hopes up. Sam isn't out of the woods yet. Not by far. The next 72 hours may be the decider in whether he survives…or not" The doctor said as comfortingly as he could.
"What are his chances?" dean asked.
"With someone as serious as your brother. I'd say about thirty percent"
More tears fell down Dean's cheeks.
Thirty percent!
Sammy only has a thirty percent chance of living?
Why did I let it get so bad?
I should have shot that thing before it had a chance to even touch Sammy.
This is all my fault
I should be hurt
Not Sammy
Why Sam? What's he ever done wrong?
He just wanted to go to school.
And I took him away from that.
From safety
This is my fault
The doctor's beeper went.
"Sam's been moved to ICU 13 now. You can see him." The doctor said and showed Dean to ICU13.
"Thanks doc" Dean said when they reached ICU13.
The doctor nodded and left.
Dean entered the room quietly and gasped at the pale complexion of his brother.
So many machines and tubes were hooked to Sam's body.
Two tubes running from a ventilator up his nose for breathing.
Needled inserted into his arm with IV's and blood and what ever else Sam needed.
Two pads on his chest to monitor his heart rate.
Casts and bandages everywhere.
Beeps from the heart monitor and the whoosh from the ventilator filled the room.
It was an image that Dean never wanted to see.
"I'm so sorry Sammy" Dean whispered, sitting in the plastic chair next to Sam's bed. "This is all my fault"
Tears fell down Dean's face as he stroked his baby brother's hair and whispered comforting words.
Sam's POV
Dean!
I'm so sorry Sammy
Sorry?
Dean! What's happening!
This is all my fault
What's your fault?
God! My head!
Dean! What's AHHH!
What's happening?
AHHH! God! My head!
DEAN!
No one's POV
Sam woke up screaming "DEAN!"
"Sam!" Dean said. "Sammy!"
"Dean! My head!" Sam yelled "It hurts!"
"Vision?" Dean asked.
"No! God! My head!"
Dean looked at Sam worriedly and yelled "Help!" Smashing his hand into the emergency call button.
"AHHH!" Sam screamed and passed out.
Dean looked even more worried and yelled at the top of his voice.
"SOMEBODY HELP!"
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