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Dean groggily opened his eyes and a face he didn't recognise met him
"Dean, you're in a hospital sweetheart" The female nurse said to him kindly
"Sss-ss'my"
"Sammy? Who's Sa- Oh your brother Sam? He's down the corridor sweetheart"
"Hhe—'kay?" Dean mumbled. My head feels really fuzzy.
"He's fine sweetheart. Just a couple of scrapes when he landed on the sidewalk. Nothing to worry about."
"Ggood" Dean mumbled, trying to keep his heavy eyelids open.
"Now you're gonna feel really fuzzy for a while 'cause we had to give you some medicine. You banged your head pretty hard and need stitches and you have a couple of bruised ribs, but you were pretty lucky"
"Where S'mmy?" Dean mumbled again.
"He's in a room down the hall. He's asleep at the moment; it's 3 in the morning"
"Hhe- 'kay?"
"He's fine sweetheart. Now try and get back to sleep."
"Where- my- brof'r" Dean asked. The nurse sighed; Dean was still drowsy from the medication that they gave him so he didn't take in any information.
"Down the hall sweetheart." She said rolling her eyes. She had never met someone of Dean's age so worried about someone else after being in such a distressing incident. "He's fine" She added before Dean could ask again. Dean smiled as the information finally sunk in and his eyes drifted closed.
Five hours later, Dean reopened his eyes and was more alert than before his previous awakening. He glanced around, noticing that he was in a clean white room, with a strong smell of antiseptic and an annoying beeping to the left of him. Hospital. Dean sighed. He had promised his dad that they would keep their head low whilst he was out of town, and hospital was not keeping low.
A nurse walked in and smiled kindly at Dean. "How are you sweety?" She asked, walking over to check his vitals.
"Where's Sam?" Dean asked. He vaguely remembered asking this, and by the look of amusement (and sadness which confused Dean) on the nurse's face, he had asked this before.
"He's in a room down the hall."
"Can I see him?" Dean asked. The nurse shifted awkwardly from foot to foot, trying not to look at Dean. "What?! What happened?!" Dean asked, panicking and trying to get out of his bed.
"Oh, nothing sweetheart. Sam's fine." The nurse said, gently pushing Dean back down onto the bed.
"Then why the hell can't I see him?!" Dean shouted, glaring at the nurse. The nurse looked taken aback by the boy's intensity and anger.
"You might be able to see him in a bit. Some people have come to ask you some important questions." The nurse said and left the room. She was replaced 10 seconds later by a man and a woman in black suits.
"Hello Dean" the women said "I'm Agent Jackson and this is Agent Daniels. We need to ask you a few questions"
Dean sighed. He barely remembered anything about being run over. "I remember being hit by the car after pushing Sam out of the way, but I must have passed out 'cause I don't remember anything after that." Dean said simply. The two agents gave worried glances to each other, before the women came over and sat on the chair next to Dean's bed.
"We're not here about the accident" Agent Jackson said
"Then why are you here?" Dean asked confused. He paid for the ice-cream and he can't remember breaking the law recently- well except last week when he was on a hunt with his dad, but they couldn't know that. Could they?
The two agents shared a glance to each other again, and Agent Jackson cleared her throat before speaking. "We need to ask a few questions about how your Dad treats you at home"
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