Chapter 4
Dean groaned and opened his eyes as Sam placed him on the backseat. Sam, Neal and June then loaded in on the other side. Then they were off.
"Sammy."
Sam put his hand on Dean's arm, gripping it to let Dean know that he was there. "It's okay. We're in June's limo on the way to the mansion."
Dean nodded his understanding and then turned his head to June. "Thank you." He told her before the drugs finally took effect and he fell asleep.
June's staff had the guest room at the back of the house on the first floor ready for them when June, Neal and Sam arrived. Sam carried his brother into the guest bedroom and gently laid him on the bed.
"He's still out of it, June." Sam said, staring down at his brother. He didn't like to see Dean so still and so quiet, it unnerved him. He sat down on the bed, unsure of what to do next. He was tired. He hadn't realized how tired until he had sat down on the bed. But, he had to stay awake. He had to be there, to help Dean, when he woke up.
"Darlin', I know you're hungry." June replied. "I doubt you even thought about food while you were looking for Dean. Carlotta will fix you something, whatever you want."
Sam just stared at June for a second. He hadn't realized how very hungry he was. His stomach was growling. He just nodded and June sent Carlotta into the kitchen with her orders. She returned a few moments later with sandwiches and tea for everyone.
June, Sam and Neal sat around the bed and watched Dean as they ate. The doctor has said that Dean would be out for a while. But still, none of them wanted to leave him alone.
Sam stood after he had finished eating. He swayed on his feet just a little.
"Darlin'…?" June asked. She jumped to her feet.
"Sam?" Neal jumped to his feet too. He was by Sam's side in a second.
Sam shook his head. He took the arm Neal offered him and stood still for just a second until his vision cleared.
"…tired." Sam said pushing the hair back out of his eyes. "…been driving for days, it seems like, not eating much, not sleeping."
Both Neal and June nodded.
"Darling." June stated as she took Sam's other arm. "There's plenty of room, you can lie down beside Dean. Here take your jacket off. We'll get your shoes." She motioned for him to sit down.
Sam did as he was told. He struggled out of his jacket. He then lay back on the bed. He was asleep in moments.
"Neal." June whispered to the young man, causing him to look up at her. "We'll leave them alone for a while. Let them sleep."
Neal nodded and stood up. He started to go upstairs but stopped himself. He was still kind of in shock. He had never seen Dean hurt that badly. Come to think of it, he had never seen either man hurt. And it bothered him, he considered them his brothers and it bothered him to seem them both like this.
June seemed to be able to read his mind. "We won't go far, Neal. Just to the living room. And we can pop in and check on them. I just…I don't want to hover. I don't think that they would appreciate it."
Neal nodded again as he followed June into the living room. He paced the floor. He then sat down and tried to read book. He opened and it and read the first page three times. But, if you were to ask him what it had said, he wouldn't have had a clue. Neal headed back into the room. He pulled the chase lounge up close to the bed and took a seat.
June came in a few moments later. She sat down on Dean's side of the bed. She pulled the cover down off Dean's chest. She peeled back the bandages and slowly and carefully. She checked for bleeding and signs of infection and then she smoothed all the tape back into place. The blood seeped through in few spots. But that was it. And nothing looked red or inflamed, so June was very happy. She pulled the cover back up over his chest and stood up.
Sam opened his eyes, stirring only slightly, when June sat down on the bed.
"How is he, June?" Sam asked, startling the elderly woman.
June looked over at him, very surprised. "He's okay. No infection. He's just barely oozing blood from a couple of places."
Sam nodded. He looked at his brother for just a second. He was glad Dean wasn't in pain. But, still, the younger Winchester would rather have his brother awake.
June saw the look of concern on Sam's face. "Your brother's okay, Sam, I promise. You get some sleep. I'll…Neal and I will take good care of him."
Sam nodded again. He closed his eyes and was asleep again, in moments.
TBC