Disclaimer: Supernatural and all its characters belong to Kripke and the CW.
I have very little medical knowledge. Please excuse any mistakes in treatments or medical terminology.
Previously on Supernatural- Noting the cold clammy skin Lloyd felt for the boy's pulse. Finding it racing Lloyd stood up and called down. "Stan! Get the medics in here now! This kid's in shock!"
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"Dad, something's wrong! Look!" Dean hollered pointing to the medics who were quickly wheeling a gurney into the house.
"Oh God! Sammy!" John thought. He had only taken two steps towards the house when someone shouting his name diverted his attention.
Officer Keaton walked into the living room and gasped at the terrible scene before him. Glancing around the room he noticed that there were only two bodies and both were female. Relief filled him as he realized that the Winchester boy was not there. He had become fond of the Winchesters in the small amount of time he'd known them and he couldn't imagine having to tell them that the youngest member of their family was dead. Shoving those morbid thoughts away Keaton focused back on the task at hand. Not wanting to disturb the crime scene he stood in the doorway and called out to the nearest officer. "Stan, did you find the Winchester boy?"
Before Stan could utter a word, Lloyd's shout rang out through the house. Stan immediately radioed for the medics while Keaton rushed up the stairs to offer assistance.
Making it to the top Keaton stopped at the sight of the very distraught boy. He slowly walked over and whispered, "How's he doing, Lloyd?"
Lloyd shook his head. "Not good. See if you can find a towel or something to hang over the banister. He's seen more than enough already."
"Yes sir" Officer Keaton responded. He walked over to the first door and disappeared inside coming out minutes later with a pillowcase and a blanket. He threw the pillowcase over the banister in front of Sammy and then wrapped the little boy's trembling frame in the blanket. Hearing footsteps behind him Keaton stepped back to let the medics through. He watched and listened as the two medics started assessing Sammy's condition.
After a moment, one of the medics looked up at the officers. "Is that the boy's mother?" she asked motioning to the body below.
"No ma'am. Sammy's a friend of her son." Officer Keaton informed her. "His dad and brother are outside. Do you want me to get them?"
"Have them meet us at the front door." Myrna instructed. Turning back to her patient she smiled and changed to a more motherly tone of voice. "Sammy, sweetie we need to get you out of here now. My friend Joe here is going to pick you up and put you on that bed over there. Okay, honey?" Getting no response she motioned to Joe who carefully scooped up the little boy and set him on the gurney. Myrna then strapped Sammy onto the gurney and lifted one side of the gurney while Joe took the other and headed down the stairs.
"Mr. Winchester! Mr. Winchester!" Maria shouted as she made her way over to the small family. "Thank goodness you got here!"
"What happened Maria? What's Sammy doing over here? Has he been here the whole time?" John quizzed.
"No sir. He came to the door this morning after everybody left. He tried to call you twice but you weren't home." Maria stated. "We would have tried again but he fell asleep and then Mrs. Brooks and Amy came home. And everything went to hell in a hand basket after that."
Smirking at the normally reserved Maria's colorful language, John asked, "What do you mean by that, Maria? What happened?"
Maria took a deep breath and then proceeded to fill John in on the morning's events. "Mrs. Amy got into a fight at school and they suspended her. The school called Mrs. Brooks during her meeting at the country club to have her go pick up Amy. By the time they got home Mrs. Brooks was livid. She wanted me to leave so she could deal with Amy. I tried to postpone leaving so I could warn Sammy and maybe calm Mrs. Brooks down but she wouldn't hear it. So I left and ran to the neighbors to call 911. I just hope it wasn't too late."
John laid a hand on Maria's arm. "I'm sure you. . ."
"Dad! Officer Keaton's waving for us to come to him." Dean broke in before he started running to the house followed closely by John.
Sliding to a stop at the bottom of the front porch John began firing questions at the officer. "Did you find Sammy? Is he alright? Where is he? What's going on?"
Officer Keaton put a hand up to silence John. "Calm down John. The medics will be bringing Sammy out in just a minute." Seeing John about to interrupt Keaton quickly continued. "He's going to be alright John. Mrs. Brooks didn't hurt him. He's just in shock from witnessing something horrible." Hearing the medics coming out of the house he turned and addressed them. "This is Sammy's father, John Winchester and his brother, Dean."
John and Dean fell into step with the medics as they rolled the gurney to the waiting ambulance. "How is he? Can we ride with him?" John asked as he took hold of one of Sammy's hands.
Myrna looked sympathetically at John. "I'm afraid there's not enough room for both of you sir. Do you have someone here who could bring your older son to the hospital?"
"I'll do it, John" Keaton said placing a hand on Dean's shoulder. "Don't worry about Dean. We'll be right behind the ambulance."
John passed Keaton the keys to the impala without a second thought. Bending down in front of Dean he said, "Dean I need you to go with Officer Keaton. Okay?" Seeing his son slight nod John smiled. "Don't worry champ. Your brother's going to be just fine." John stood up and climbed into the back of the ambulance regaining his hold on Sammy's hand as soon as he sat down.
Dean and Officer Keaton rushed to the impala, backed out of the driveway and tailed the ambulance all the way to the hospital. Once there Officer Keaton broke away from the ambulance and pulled into the visitor's parking lot. Driving around the almost full lot they were dismayed to find the only parking spots were at the very back of the lot. Pulling into the first one they came to they both hopped out of the car and raced through the lot and across the drive to the emergency room. They walked in the doors and headed for the waiting room eyes peeled for any sign of John. Turning the corner into the room they finally caught sight of John sitting at the far end of the room with clipboard and pencil in hand.
Dean ran over to his father and plopped down beside him. "Dad! How's Sammy? Is he okay? Can I see him now?"
"Enough Dean!" John bellowed.
"Sorry dad" Dean whispered sinking back into his seat.
John scrubbed a weary hand across his face. Putting the pencil down he took hold of Dean's chin and nudged his head up so he could look his oldest boy in the eye. "No Dean. I'm sorry. I shouldn't have snapped at you like that." He apologized. After a moment's hesitation he filled Dean in on the rest. "I don't know how your brother is yet. They wouldn't let me go back with him just pushed me out the door and shoved these papers in my hands."
"Sammy'll be okay dad." Dean comforted. "Just wait and see."
"I know he will, Dean. I know he will." John replied. Staring down at the clipboard, he added, "Guess we should fill this crap out now, huh?"
"I'll do it, dad" Dean offered taking the clipboard and pen from his father.
Sensing that John and Dean needed some time alone Officer Keaton spoke up. "Guys, I think I'll go get us something to drink. I'll be back in a few minutes."
Officer Keaton was headed back to the waiting room thirty minutes later when he spotted Officers Lloyd and Hardy coming in the emergency room entrance. Wondering what was going on Keaton quickly walked toward the room arriving at the same time as the other officers.
Officer Lloyd trudged over and took a seat opposite John Winchester. He hated bothering this family right now but it had to be done. Clearing his throat he waited until Mr. Winchester looked at him to start his speech. "Mr. Winchester, I'm afraid we need you to come down to the station with us to answer some questions."
"Are you out of your minds?" John inquired. "My baby boy is in the emergency room and you want me to leave him and go to the station with you? It ain't happening."
"Sir I understand your situation but we really need to get this cleared up. We'll bring you back here as soon as we can." The officer explained.
"I told you no already. I'm not leaving this spot until I find out how my son is. Period. End of discussion." John stated. "You got something to ask me, ask me here or just forget about it."
"Sir I really don't think we need to go into this here. How about if we use one of the rooms here?" Lloyd suggested. "Then the doctors could still find you." Seeing the twin glares John and Dean directed his way answered that question. "Okay fine. We'll do it your way." Officer Lloyd agreed pulling out his notepad and pen. "Can you tell me where you were this morning around noon?"
John stared incredulously at the officer. "I was out ballet dancing." He said sarcastically. "My son was missing. Where the hell do you think I was? I was out looking for him idjit."
Worried about the questioning, Keaton spoke up. "Officer Lloyd Mr. Winchester and Dean were with Officer Arbuckle and myself all morning looking for Sammy."
Officer Lloyd turned to Keaton grateful to have a reasonable person to speak with. "Were you with him around noon?" he questioned.
"Yes sir. The only time we split up was at 10:00. John took Dean home for an early lunch. But we met back up at 10:30 and started looking again." Keaton stated.
Closing the notepad Officer Lloyd placed it back in his pocket before standing up. "Okay. I guess that'll do for now. But I'll probably have more questions later. Sorry to bother you Mr. Winchester. I hope Sammy's okay." The two officers headed back out of the waiting room mulling over the new information.
"I'll be back in a minute, John." Keaton told his friend. He followed the other officers out the emergency room doors before stopping them. "What was all that about Lloyd? Why were you questioning Mr. Winchester?"
"You know I can't talk to you about the case, Frank." Lloyd said. "You're involved."
"Come on man. You've known me for years. Whatever you tell me won't go any farther than the two of us." Keaton reminded him.
Officer Lloyd glanced around making sure no one was nearby. "Fine" Lloyd caved. "But if anybody finds out I told you, I'll kick your butt." Staring at the entrance he said, "The girl left a message in blood. We think she was attempting to write out her attacker's name."
"Oh crap!" Frank thought as his mind made the connection. Swallowing the lump in his throat Keaton pressed on hoping his assumption was wrong. "What did she write?"
Lloyd glanced around once more before whispering "John W".
