Before anyone can respond to Dean, Jess stand up still holding his hand.

"Come on" she says with a gentle tug.

"What?" Dean questions.

"Well, nowhere in that story did it specify that you received medical treatment after your ordeal"

"I haven't"

"Well come on then" Jess said with another tug.

"Jess I appreciate it but I am not going to a hospital or a doctor, it's just a few bruises. I'm fine"

"Do not give me the Dean Winchester I'm fine! Because you're not! Its good thing I brought my medical things isn't it. A nurse has always got to be prepared!"

Dean put his head in his hands as Jess walked out to get her medical bag; he compared it to Mary Poppins bag as you just never know what she had in it. The room was quite until his uncle broke the silence.

"Dean, we know you would never have done this"

"How can you know?"

"Because we know you sweetheart" Karen jumped in.

Dean looked up and she walked around to him and held his hand in her small delicate one.

"Dean, we have known you and Sam since you were babies and your parent's years before you were even an idea. You are not capable of such an act. Behind that hard exterior that you try and put on – you are a kind, caring and the noblest people I have the honour of knowing and watch grow up!" Karen stroked his hair like when he was a kid. There were many times he would sleepover at his Uncle Bobby's and Aunt Karen's as a kid, before bedtime Karen would tell him a story and stroke his hair. He leaned into the touch taking in the comfort and memories it brought up.

"Right Dean what room shall we go into" Jess announced as she walked in with her bag, he looked up at her in confusion.

"Well you don't want get unchanged in front of everyone? Show little Dean in all his glory"

Dean started chocking "l..l..Little Dean?" he looked around the table and back at Jess "why, why would he be making an appearance?"

"Well, from your story, you took quite a beating. I will have to inspect everything and considering you said that the police officer practically stood on little Dean. It's important that I look; make sure there is no lasting Damage and it's not like I've never seen it before."

"WHAT? WHEN?" both Sam and Dean exclaimed

Jess turned to face her husband. "A penis is a penis Sam. Stop being so immature"

"Right everyone lets go into the living room and leave them to it" John stood up and patted Sam on the soldier.

"I'm staying" Mary announced

"Mary, Sweetheart" John cleared his throat "Dean hasn't fallen down in the playground, his injuries are something you may not want to see"

"I'm staying John, he is my baby"

Everyone left, leaving Dean with Mary and Jess.

"Right Dean, I want you to get have a shower first and me and your Mom will meet you in your room" Jess smiled and walked upstairs with her bag.

Dean nodded and turned to his Mom, with a small smile that didn't meet his eyes he stood up and moved to go get a shower, Mary sighed and followed Jess.

Dean stood with hands leaning on the tiles and allowed the hot water to pound his shoulders, now alone he now realised how sore and tired he was. He watched the dirty water swirl down the drain. He scrubbed his body and washed his hair. As he climbed out of the shower and wrapped a towel round his hips he was nervous of what was to come.

Dean walked out of the bathroom to find Jess had unpacked her medical supplies onto his bed. Both Jess and Mary gasped when they saw Dean's bare chest. Dean rubbed his hand through his wet hair and winced – his fingers came back bloody.

Jess took him by the hand and sat him down on the bed "I am just going to look at your face, head and neck first ok"

Dean nodded his head and gripped is Mom's hand as she sat next to him on the bed. Jess ran her fingers through his hair messaging his scalp, she hummed and frowned when her fingers were me with small bumps until her finger scrapped over the same area Dean had previously touched, she cleaned the area to avoid infection and put pressure on it to stop the bleeding.

Jess knelt down in front of dean and examined his face, it was badly bruised and his eye was larger, and she traced his eye sockets and jaw line. Dean didn't pull back which made her believe nothing was dislocated. The bruising and swelling would go down on their own but it would be a long process.

Her soft delicate hands flowed down his neck causing Dean to swallow and wince. "Does it hurt to Swallow Dean?" Dean nodded his head "how about talking?"

Dean looked at his Mom and then back a Jess "A little, not too bad" Jess continued to run her hand over his neck, tracing the finger shaped bruises.

She continued over test over his torso and stomach moving onto his back and found his had broken at least 3 ribs and cracked several more. There was nothing she could do about that except rap this ribs up tight. His kidneys had taken a hammering. His body was a collage of colours and shapes, too many marks resembled boot prints on his back; she applied ointment on areas she believed needed it. His shoulder was not dislocated but was very close; to due to the pressure and damage it had taken, she wrapped an ice back on it to take down the swelling. His legs were not half as bad as his body. Starting from his feet she ran her hands up his bow legs to his thighs. She massaged his knees and was happy that there was no physical damage from the Baton attack. She smiled and quickly put her serious face on. She stared at Dean.

"Dean I have some bad news for you"

"w..What?"

"Your legs…When the police hit them"

Dean's eyes grew big

"The bastards didn't straighten them at all. Their stilled bowed"

Dean scrunched his lips into a small grimace. "Guy can't catch a break" Jess and Mary laughed at this response.

"Right, Deano. Towel off." Dean looked at his Mom.

"That's my cue sweetheart. I'll see you both in the morning" She kissed him on his temple "I personally love your little bow legs, their cute"

"Mooooooooooooom!"

Mary left the room laughing.

Dean took a breath and took off his towel, but immediately covered his manhood. Jess rolled her eyes and moved his hands. She messaged his hips to the tops of his thighs, to ensure she hadn't missed anything. There was no bruising in these areas but deans pelvic region was an agree red and purple.

"Dean I am going to check your testicles first ok?" Dean nodded. She didn't want to just grab and give him a shock, so like she had done with the rest of his body she talked him through it. She took Deans testicles in hand and rolled them, feeling them in all areas. This was also a good way to ensure the there was nothing present that shouldn't be. Dean was young but never say never. She was happy that his testicles were normal and hadn't received the brunt of the attack. "Ok Dean, moving on" She ran her hand up his shaft, checked his urethra and head. There were no cuts or bumps present. It was just red and very tender.

Jess moved her hands to Dean's thighs and looked at him. "Dean, did they…Do I need to check behind" Dean looked confused, she continued "ok, in prison when people are attacked sometimes it's not just physical, sometimes its sexu" "no" "Dean" "No Jess, they didn't" Jess looked at Dean "I promise Jess, nothing like that happened, if Dad hadn't turned up I don't know if they would have…but no I'm good" Jess stared at him and then nodded, she put the towel back over Dean's lower half "everything is fine down there" Jess stood up and took off her gloves. Dean followed her movements with his Green eyes. She went into her bag a pulled out several pill bottles. She turned to him and showed him pain meds and anti-inflammatory pills. "Ok so you will need to take these 3 times a day. Take some before you go to bed" she turned to take the ice pack of his shoulder. He nodded, licked his lips and cleared his throat.

"So everything's ok"

"No Dean, everything is not ok. You are bruised, busted; it's going to be a few days until you aren't sore anymore. Every night I will look at your injuries to ensure they are healing." Jess started to pack her bag up.

Dean rubbed the back of his neck "Can I ask you an embarrassing question?" Jess put the bag on the floor and sat next to him. "Sure" "it's just…you pretty much just touched every inch of my body and I didn't react" "react?" "Hmm…little Dean didn't seem interested" Jess smiled and stroked his arm "Well I'm not surprised. One, it was your sisters hands doing the touching. Two, your mother was sat next to you for most of it. Three, you have just had the day from hell and four, it was a medical examination not meant for pleasure." Dean nodded "in the coming days/weeks, If he doesn't rise up, let me know. If you're worried. It will be nothing but let me know" Dean nodded his head. "Just to pre warn, your kidneys have been injured so you could peeing blood" Dean nodded again.

"Right, take these pills and bed" he swallowed them and before he knew it, Jess was tucking him in.

She sat on the edge of the bed and stared at him, "you don't deserve any of this Dean. But this could be the thing this family needs."

"What do you mean?"

"We are spread across the entire country; we are not as close as we once were. But look at us; we are all under the same roof and working together to get the justice you deserve. This could be the phoenix rising from the fire."

Dean smiled and closed his eyes "hmmm we will see what tomorrow brings"

As he was slipping into slumber and Jess whispered to him "one plus thing for me, I've now seen both Winchester brothers packages"

"Now you know, I will always be the bigger brother" Dean smiled

Jess giggled and kissed him on the forehead "Goodnight Dean Winchester"

She picked up her bag and walked to the door.

"Thanks for looking after me Sis"

She smiled and closed the door