Shot in the dark

Chapter four

Several hours later Sam awoke to the sight of his brother and father sleeping soundly beside him, what he hadn't expected to see was the addition of three other people crowding his bed. He was glad they were there; he hadn't seen any of them for a while. He sighed and took a deep breath, testing for pain. He was relieved to find that it didn't hurt as much as it had last time he woke up.

"The runts awake" Sam heard a voice say from over on his right, looking over he stared at Caleb who had been quietly talking to Pastor Jim.

"I'm not a runt" Sam informed Caleb who only smirked and muttered. "Sure you are." Sam rolled his eyes and then tried to sit up, wincing as he pulled at the stitches in his chest.

"Ow" he moaned as he rubbed at the stitches gently. The pained groan woke Dean up and he sat up and stretched, he nodded towards Bobby and Jim before turning his attention back to Sam.

"Good to see you're awake" Dean said "How are you feeling?"

"Not as bad as I was last time I woke up" Sam replied though he was starting to feel sleepy again. Lying back down, he looked over at Dean.

"When did Bobby and the other two get here?" He asked.

"Just a few short hours ago" Bobby answered for Dean. "Everyone was sleeping and we decided we weren't going to wake you up just to say hello."

"It's good to see you guys" Sam said "I'm glad you're here, but is it really necessary?" Dean glanced at Bobby, they hadn't exactly told Sam they didn't think the guy who had shot him would try again once he found out Sam was alive.

"At this moment in time you could use the company" John said as he also sat up and stretched his stiff muscles. He failed to mention that they were there for extra protection. There was no need to worry Sam right now when nothing was happening.

"When can I get out of here?" Sam asked yawning. He was already bored but he knew he was likely to be in the hospital for some time.

"You've have quite the recovery ahead of you" John said "So you won't be getting out for a little while." Sam frowned.

"Dude, you had a bullet graze your heart and lodge into your lung" Dean said "You're not going to be right as rain after twenty four hours. I'm surprised you're as aware as you are right now."

"I'm starting to hurt again" Sam said "but it's not that bad right now, I think I can last for a little while longer before I need to take anything else."

"As soon as it gets bad enough you had better let me know" Dean said "There's no need for you to suffer unnecessarily." That being said the room broke out into separate conversations, none of them aware that the would be assassin was currently in the hospital taking stock of the "security" around Sam.

A little while later after Sam had been sleeping for a few hours, upon opening his eyes, he was ready for some morphine, his chest felt like it was on fire, it hurt so bad. Dean was still sitting beside Sam's bed quietly chatting with Caleb, when he saw Sam's eyes open and the pain that Dean saw in his little brother's gaze, felt like a stab in the gut.

"Time for some more meds?" Dean asked quietly Sam nodded as he stifled the urge to cry out. He had never hurt this badly before. Dean leaned over and hit the nurses call button.

While waiting for the nurse to come to the room, John leaned over the bed, and gently wiped away the tears that had filled Sam's eyes.

"I know it hurts buddy" he said softly "but it will be over soon, just hang in there for me okay?" Sam nodded and bit down hard on his lip. He wished the pain would end.

Five minutes later a male nurse walked into the room, with a syringe in one hand.

"Where's Julia?" Dean asked wondering where the usual nurse was.

"She's a little tied up at the moment" The nurse replied as he inserted the syringe into the IV line and depressed the contents into Sam's system. When he finished he tossed the syringe in the trash then walked out none of them noticing the smirk on his face as he left.

"That was a little strange" Dean commented all the other nurses who had helped take care of Sam had at least made small talk with him, this one didn't even seem to care. In fact he'd seemed almost cold towards the young patient.

"That was more than a little strange" John said scowling and getting up and walking out of the room without saying anything. He walked up to the nurses' station.

"Can you tell me who just administered my son's pain meds?" he asked "he was a male, about thirty years old with dark blond hair and blue eyes."

"We don't have any male nurses fitting that description?" the nurse sitting behind the desk replied, "in fact right now we don't even have any male nurses on duty right now." John scowled and turned and rushed back towards Sam's room. That meant that the so called assassin had made it past their little security team.

He entered Sam's room with the nurse named Brenda right on his heels. What he saw terrified him, Sam was seizing violently on the bed. Dean and Caleb were struggling to hold him down, but they could barely keep a grip on the writhing boy.

"He just started seizing right after you left" Dean panted as he narrowly avoided being hit in the face.

"Shit" Brenda muttered before hitting the nurse call button, paging the other nurses for help. A few short minutes later the group of men had been shoved out of the room as they worked desperately to get the seizure under control.

"That guy is a brave little cretin showing his face here" John said scowling even though he was starting to feel guilty that he'd let the guy get to his son a second time. "The so called nurse is the man that shot him." He announced quietly.

"Doesn't take him long to get to work does it?" Dean scowled wanting to go after the man.

"He messed up in showing us his face" John said "We know who he is so now we know who to look for."

"If I get my hands on him I'm going to kill him painfully and slowly" Caleb said he loved Sam like the little brother he didn't have, nobody got by with hurting him when he was around.

"I get first dibs" Dean said his face looking murderously angry. He couldn't believe the guy had the nerve to show his face here.

"I want to know what he gave Sam that would make him react like that?" Caleb said voicing his thoughts "there's drugs that could easily just make his heart stop without going through the seizures."

"I'm betting that he didn't want to kill Sam in an easy way but he wanted him to suffer." Jim said.

"So we're dealing with a sadistic son of a bitch." Dean growled as he clenched his hands into fists.

"Certainly seems like it" Jim agreed as the nurses started coming out of Sam's room a few hours later.

"What the hell took so long?" John demanded worried about his youngest.

"He had a bad reaction to the anti-seizure medicine we gave him" Brenda said "he crashed but we were able to bring him back, whoever gave him that drug knew what they were doing, they knew that the anti-seizure drug we gave him would react with the drug that he gave him. He knew it would make him crash. But he also knows that in the event that we can restart his heart, that the two combined drugs will do some serious damage to his organs." She frowned none of this was going to go well with the trauma that Sam had already suffered.

"What kind of damage?" Dean asked slowly as all the information she had given them slowly sank in.

"Heart failure, liver, kidney failure, and the list goes on. There is no way to know how this one is going to end." She left them to digest the information that they were just given.

"I'd say we find and disembowel that son of a bitch" Dean said.

"I'm with you" Caleb quickly agreed.

"No one hurts my little brother and gets by with it."

Sorry for the wait, I hope you enjoy! Let me know what you think. Thanks for reading and reviewing. Have a great night/morning. Liz