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Chapter Four

My blood never boiled so much…..

Bobby was trying to take in what he had seen. The bones of the poor boy were sticking out. He could count almost every single rib of his poor little chest. That wasn't the hard part though. He had figured the boy was severely malnourished. It was the boy's back that concerned him. There were areas of blood and pus all over his back. Some areas looked highly infected and others looked as if they were still in the process of healing. There were markings crisscrossed all over his back. There were few patches of skin that remained untouched. It was a hard sight for Bobby to see. His stomach was churning as bile was rising. He couldn't help but to remain frozen until a wail broke through to him.

Bobby shook his head to snap himself out of it. He had to get pass this. This was a child who needed him no matter how grotesque the injury was. Bobby cleared his throat but made no effort to go near the boy yet in fear of the boy freaking out and hurting himself even more.

"Shh shh…..Dean it is alright…" Comforting the child was almost in vain. Dean was bawling his eyes out and upsetting himself even more. "Please Dean…..its ok…none of this was your fault…." This at least got Dean to look at Bobby.

He kept crying but Bobby pushed on. "Dean I need you to look at me please...Dean just look at me." Sparkling green eyes eventually met Bobby's. "Dean this is not your fault….you did not deserve this." Dean continued to stare at him with tears still strolling down.

"Dean I need you to tell me. Please, who did this to you?" Bobby's blood was boiling. He felt like skinning John Winchester alive.

"It was sir…hic…..and master…."Dean barely mumbled as he looked away from Bobby. He was so embarrassed. He was so weak. He couldn't stop any of this.

"So your father did this….and someone else?" Dean nodded and started to tremble.

Bobby's head was spinning. What should he do? If he took the kid to the hospital he would get treatment but he would also get a lot of questions. There were way too many injuries and the handprints were too much. He would also have to get Sam up and involved with everything and that would just make everyone worry. He knew nothing about this child to fill out any paperwork. He doubted that John knew anything about his own child to figure anything out. John probably wouldn't even take him.

"Hey Dean, I don't think that you should take a bath right now. We need to get those wounds treated and looked at first ok?" Bobby moved to pat the boy on his head and the kid flinched hard, preparing to be hit.

Bobby drew his hand back fast. "Dean I need you to listen to me ok? I will NEVER hurt you or your brother. I need you to believe me. I know that it will take a while, but I try my best to make sure that your father never touches you again. I want to please try to believe me Dean."

Dean just stayed quite, looking down at his feet and cradling his broken arm. Bobby didn't expect much of a response out of the child.

"How long does Sammy usually nap for?" Bobby asked. He needed Ok to see how much time they had.

"He didn't sleep at all in the car today so he will probably sleep for a good three to four hours." Dean was quick to respond. Figures, it was a question about his brother. His brother was what his life revolved around.

"Ok then, we have been in here for a good half hour or so." Bobby looked at his watch. "Ok then, I have a friend that he is a doctor in the next town over. I don't want to take you to the hospital unless he recommends it and I really don't think you want to go too. I don't want your brother to get all upset." Dean nodded gratefully. He did not want that much attention drawn to himself.

"You don't have to-" Dean started to say.

"No Dean I do. You need help kid." Dean just looked down at his feet again. I don't deserve this. Any of it. There has to be a catch.

Bobby sighed and motioned for the boy to get dressed again. "I am going to call him so that he can come over and try to look at you before Sammy wakes up. Don't worry Dean, I will do everything that I can to help you, ok?"

Dean nodded.

"Ok good, we are getting somewhere." Bobby then left the bathroom and went into his study. Sammy was still knocked out on the couch snoring a little bit in his sleep. While he was looking through everything he thought, Sam looks like a perfectly happy and healthy kid. John must've favored one over the other. He doesn't look like he has a scratch on him. I wonder if he even knows if Dean is injured….

Finally he found the number and dialed. The man on the other end picked up, "Hey Bobby."

"Hey Jim, looks like we have a problem."

Jim got there a good half an hour later. Bobby could tell that Dan was petrified that another man was there. Dean was breathing heavily and didn't know what to make of the situation.

Kid must be so confused as to everything that is going on. When Bobby explained the situation to Jim, he could tell that Jim knew he would have his work cut out for him. Jim was a pastor a coupe towns over but he was also a trained physician and hunter. He knew he made the right choice in calling him first but he was unsure of what was going to happen.

He heard a car pulling up to the house and looked over to find Jim's truck. Jim got out and approached the screen door and walked right in.

"Hey Bobby, so where is the little champ?" Jim placed all of his stuff on the table in the kitchen.

Dean was sitting on one of the chairs in the study next to his sleeping brother, unsure of whether or not he could leave him. Dean trusted Bobby a little bit but he still was on high alert.

Bobby stepped into the kitchen, "He is over there protecting his brother. Dean, could you please come here?" Bobby tried to be as soft as possible. There was already enough stress in this kid's life. He didn't need to add any more to it.

Dean got off of the chair and limped to the kitchen. He looked back at Sammy one more time before taking a seat at the chair that Bobby had pulled out for him. He looked like a bag of bones sitting in the wooden chair.

"Hi Dean. My name is Pastor Jim. You can just call me Jim though. I am here to help you." Dean looked at him, studying his face as he locked eyes with Jim. He didn't say anything so Jim continued. "Ok kid, there are a couple questions I am going to ask you before I tend to your wounds. Please try to answer them as much as you can, ok?"

Dean started to tremble at the words.

Bobby pulled his chair close to Dean's and took a seat. "Don't worry Dean we won't hurt you ok? He just needs to know some things ok? If you don't want to share or don't know the answer just tell us ok? It will be alright." Bobby reassured as he got closer to the trembling boy. He still knew better than to try to touch the boy.

Dean nodded

"Ok champ, that's great. Let's start with this, how old are you?"

Dean took a deep breath and answered, "six".

Six?! Jesus the kid was so malnourished. He's not that much bigger than his two year old brother! Bobby couldn't help but think.

"Ok," Jim nodded. "When did these injuries happen? Do you know when?"

Dean looked puzzled. "I don't remember each one…..my arm was yesterday and so was a lot of my back…"

Jim gave a little grunt in affirmation as he continued to think about his next question.

"Ok Dean, this is going to be hard for you to answer, so be strong for me ok?" Jim looked at Bobby for the ok to keep going.

Dean was starting to shake a little more. But Bobby nodded at Jim to proceed. "Ok Dean, has anyone touched you in a bad way?" He didn't know how to phrase the question regarding the sexual misconduct.

"You….you mean like…..rape?" Dean asked in a small shaky voice. He knew what it meant. He had seen shows on t.v. when Sammy was taking his nap. There were shows that people told the police what happened and the police would catch the bad guys.

So he does know the word. "Yes Dean." Bobby chimed in.

Dean scrunched up his face and his lip was quivering, trying to hold back tears. Few fell out of his eyes before he nodded.

Jim took in a deep breath and let it in and out. Bobby had told him that there were suspicions of sexual abuse but he needed Jim to confirm it.

"Ok Dean. I can give you some medicine to make the pain go away but it is also going to make you sleepy. Ok?" Jim said. It would be easier for Jim to treat all of his wounds if the child was knocked out completely.

Dean looked a little concerned. He didn't want to go to sleep in case Sammy woke up. Bobby knew what he was thinking and quickly assured, "Dean it is ok. Please we want to help you. I promise that Sammy will be ok. He is just napping. He is safe and you are safe."

Dean wanted to trust him but he still felt uneasy. "Dean, you need to feel better so that you can be able to protect Sammy again too. We want you to feel better and Sammy will be happy if you are feeling better too." Bobby needed the kid to agree.

Dean finally took in a large breathe and exhaled and nodded in approval.

"Ok then." Jim got out of the chair and open his large medical bag. He took out a needle to get started of putting the kid in on an IV bag. "This is going to pinch you a little but this is how the medicine will go into your body."

Dean nodded slowly, looking at the needle with a ghastly face.

"Ok Dean can you hold out your arm for me?" Jim asked.

Dean held out his non-broken arm and closed his eyes for what was about to happen. He felt a light pinch but nothing too big. His eyes were still clenched close expecting for something to happen.

Jim chuckled a little, "kid that is it. The worst part is over."

Dean looked at him with his jaw open. He couldn't believe it. That was it?

"Ok I am going to give you the medicine now." Jim injected it into the IV port. Dean's eyes began to slowly close after a good minute before he was hunched into the chair asleep.

"Holy crap, he was tired!" Bobby remarked.

"Don't be stupid. I gave him a sedative instead. There was no way he could be conscious for all that I have to do to him. I just wanted him to know and agree to what we were giving him."

Well, that was sneaky of him. Bobby thought and awaited for Jim to tell him what to do to help.

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