Hey guys sorry it took so long, I just got back from camp, my whole summer is taken up, hope it's not that bad. I changed the rating b/c of some of the stuff in the 8th or so paragraph.

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Chapter 3: Falling and crashing

Sam had never liked doctors, they meant shots, but these doctors stitched up Dean's face next to him so that he wouldn't have to leave him. The nurse looked over him, at his arm, she stopped stitching him up, "How did you get this again?" She asked in a sweet voice that made Sam want to trust her but he knew he wasn't allowed. "We were in a car crash," he stated simply, trying not to have to lie too much.

The lady signaled to doctor to come in, when he came in she pointed to his arm, "Does this look like it was from a car crash to you?" She asked skeptically. The doctor pulled Sam's arm up, making him wince. "No, it looks like it's from being fallen on, not crushed." They gave each other glances before telling the boys that they would be back and that the other nurse would take care of them. Dean stood up to ease there mind about what he was sure was what they thought was foul play, but the new nurse set him back down.

Jon heard himself think that he was glad about the crash because it gave an excuse for Sam's injuries to the people at the hospital as he sat in the waiting room for news on Sam. He expected a doctor or a nurse to come over to talk to him, but instead it was a doctor, two nurses and a cop. "What's with the cop?" He asked, arms folded, his stance defensive. "Mr. Winchester, would you please come with us? we need to talk in private about something."

"Where are my kids?"

"They are being examined. They are both currently stable, you need to come with us now sir." Jon followed the cop and doctor to the small exam room while the nurse left to check on some other patients. The doctor pointed to a chair for Jon to sit in, he did, "Mr. Jon Winchester, your son came in tonight for a car crash, am I right?"

"Yes…" Jon said impatiently.

"There are some injuries to his arm that are not from a car crash, it looks like his arm was used to break a fall and cracked. It is broken in two places, how do you explain that?" Jon was in a corner, "The kid fell down the stairs before we were driving here, we were taking him here when we crashed." The doctor looked at him skeptically, "Why did you not mention that in the first place?"

Jon took a couple seconds to think, "I thought you would just patch him up, didn't think it would matter." The doctor shook his head and said, "I am sorry sir but we are going to have to keep you away from your children for precaution until a social service agent gets here." Jon stood up and started toward the man, but was grabbed by the cop and put in cuffs.

"where is our dad?" Dean asked when the nurse that had been in earlier came into the room, " We have a few questions to ask you first…" She walked over to Sam and bent down, "Hey big guy, can you tell me how you fell?" Sam glanced over at Dean, hoping to get some sign, "I felled down the stairs." Sam said kind of shakily. "How'd you fall down them? Did someone push you?" She asked looking into his eyes, Dean piped up and said, "He was chasing a ball and he fell down them, why are you asking him these questions?" She shook her head and looked over at Dean, "Your brother's arm is really messed up, we are going to need to surgically place the bones back together, we are going to take you to another room, okay?"

Then Sam started to freak out, he sat up really quick, pulling the IV out of his hand. Dean pushed him back on the bed, "Hold on there cowboy, I'll be right back, these people are going to fix you up there buddy, be good for me 'kay?" Sam nodded as Dean left to the other room.

The nurse put the IV back into his hand and replace the bag with a new bag of something else, "We are going ahead and giving you some medicine that will make you a bit sleepy okay sweetheart?" she said there was no one else in the room, "Shh, this is part of it, you'll like it baby, shh." Her hand was making it's way up and around the inside of his upper thigh, near his crotch as she pulled his pants down a little , she placed her other hand on his cheek, she pressed her lips into his forcibly, he whined a little, but he felt her hand around his crotch now, he swallowed, he had never been more scared in his life except when Jon was yelling at him.

She reached over to his hand and placed it under her scrubs, forcibly placing his hand on her breast, "I told you that you would like it." She said breathily, and then she went back to kissing with him and he started crying, she crawled onto his bed, her hand now massaging his shoulder. He shoved her off, using his bad arm, he screeched out in pain, the door opened as she jumped back, leaving his pants pulled slightly down. The doctor looked over at her, "Is the patient prepped for surgery?" She smiled kindly, "I just need to put him into a gown really quick, okay?" The doctor walked out the door, leaving them alone again, Sam cried even harder. She came closer and slowly lifted his shirt up, rubbing his tummy the whole time, "You're a cutesy boy, I like you." She said seductively, now working his way to his pants, moving her hands around his tiny four-year-old thighs, she moved her mouth closer to his thigh, kissing him where her hands were. She pulled his pants off completely, moving to go for his under where, the door opened and she went back to acting normal. She grabbed a gown and placed it on him, asking him to take of his under where, he did it with shaky hands.

"There's no need to be scared, you'll only be under for a few minutes, it won't hurt too bad," Said the doctor who now had a wheelchair with him, he put it over next to Sammy's bed, he slid into it, hoping that the nurse would go away, all he wanted to do was shower and sleep now. He felt himself falling to sleep, drifting to a place where none could hurt him

Jon sat in the chair and thought about Sam, he had hurt him so bad the CPS or Social Services or whatever got involved. Damn Jon, you really did it this time, he will never look at you in the eyes again. He thought as a nurse knocked on the door, the cop went over and listened to her, then he turned to him and undid his cuffs, "Sorry for the misunderstanding, your Sam is currently in surgery, Dean is in room 6651." Jon jumped up and went to find Dean's room, he saw him standing up pacing, "Hey Dean, I just thought I would say that-you know, I'm sorry."

"Tell that to Sam, Dad" Dean said spitefully, they sat awkwardly quiet, waiting for Sammy.