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The next morning Sam was released from the hospital. He was told to keep the brace on his knee for the next six weeks. He was given extra wrappings for his ribs but he didn't have to keep them on if it hurt his ribs more. He was also given extra bandages for his forehead. He was suppose to come back in about ten days to have his stitches removed. With all that, Sam left.
Sam had to drive Bobby's car because the Impala was in such bad shape. Luckily, Cas had been smart enough to bring Bobby's car to Sam.
Sam was at the motel and limped to the receptionist. "Um hi, I was wondering if I could extended how long we have the rooms we are renting."
"Yeah, sure," The lady then saw Sam. "Oh my gosh, what happened?"
"Car crash," Sam simply said. It was very true.
"Where are the other guys you were with?"
"My brother is in the hospital and Bobby is in ICU."
"You can stay here for as long as you need to. No charge."
Sam was shocked. "Are you sure? I'm willing to pay."
"I'm sure. It's okay. You're hospital bills are going to be expensive. I would rather you pay for those then a motel room."
"Oh, well thanks." Sam said.
"No problem," the lady smiled. Sam nodded and went up to the room.
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"You're worthless."
"A worthless piece of shit."
"You only get your family hurt."
"There's nothing you can do."
"You only get in Sammy's way."
"You should have stayed down here.
"You abandoned us."
"You stooped do our level."
"You came off that rack and you tore poor defenseless souls to death."
"Welcome home Dean."
Dean cried out in pain as all the demons were dancing around him. Every single one of them was torturing him. They were torturing him in different ways. Some of them hurt. Some of them were pointless.
"Dean, you can't give up now. Sammy wants you to stay strong."
Sammy. Sam. He wanted Dean to stay strong and he will. Dean grinded his teeth together and took the beatings the demons were giving him. Dean didn't let a single scream escape past his lips.
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"Dean?" Sam said as he walked into Dean's room. Sam saw that Dean was asleep but he was having nightmares. "Hey Dean. Wake up," Sam aroused his brother from the nightmare filled land.
"Hey S'mmy," Dean yawned.
"Impala is at Bobby's place."
"How is she?"
"Better then when she was hit by the semi."
"That's good. I can rebuild her."
"Yes you can." Sam said. "Did you hear about Bobby?"
"No what happened?"
"He's going to be alright. The bleeding in his brain stopped and the doctors can't figure it out. It's like a miracle."
"Cas."
"Yep."
"Did you tell him to?" Dean asked.
"Yes, I couldn't bear to lose Bobby."
"I'm glad you did. Where is he now?"
"In my old room."
"Do you think you could help me to him?" Dean asked starting to get out of bed. They had taken all the wires off and out of Dean. Right now, he was wire free.
"Sure."
Dean got out of bed and put one arm around Sam's shoulder. Sam gently grabbed Dean's side and Dean grabbed Sam's side. Sam helped Dean to Bobby's room. It hurt both of them to walk like this. Dean because of his surgery and Sam because of his ribs. "What did the doctors say about your hand?"
"Broken thumb and wrist."
"Ouch. I broke my thumb. Remember that?"
"Yeah like three months after the crash. You were fighting that zombie chick."
"Yeah and all you did was dig a hole," Sam said as they walked into Bobby's room. He was awake and he looked pissed.
"I was going to burn the bones of that bitch for you." Dean shot back.
"Where the hell have you been and where's my hat?" Bobby grumbled.
"I've been in a hospital bed like you Bobby," Dean said as Sam helped him into a chair. Sam took the other chair in the room.
"I was released this morning," Sam said.
"What happened to you?" Bobby asked Sam.
"Injury wise?" Bobby nodded. "Broken ribs, bruised knee cap, fourteen stitches to my head."
"What about you?" Bobby asked Dean.
"Broken thumb and wrist," Dean said lifting up his left hand. "Had a punctured lung but had that repaired through surgery."
"They let you out of your room?"
"Nope. They don't know I'm not in there."
"What about you Bobby?" Sam asked.
"Had bleeding to the brain now it's gone." Sam and Dean looked at each other. "What do you guys know that I don't know?"
"Cas." They said at the same time.
"Cas healed me?"
Sam nodded. "I asked him to. All I asked was for him to heal you so you couldn't die. He took that as heal Bobby's brain injury."
"Well I'm going to have to be nicer to that Idjit now aren't I?"
"It would appear so. He did save your life," Dean pointed out.
Bobby nodded and grumbled. "Fine, I'll try to be nicer."
"You could be worse off Bobby." Sam said trying to lift Bobby's spirits.
"Yeah? How?"
"You could be stuck in a wheel chair." Dean said bluntly. Sam looked at his brother like he was crazy. "What? It's true."
"Idjit," Bobby muttered rolling his eyes.
"We need to figure out we are going to do next. I'm the only one who can do anything," Sam said.
"Why don't we do what I originally planned? Relax." Dean said throwing his arms apart to emphasize his point.
"I'm really wishing we would have originally relaxed," Sam said.
"I know you need to relax Sam. I can see the pain on your face even though you are trying to hide it." Bobby said.
"You would be in pain with broken ribs." Sam countered.
"Yes I am in pain with broken ribs." Bobby re-countered.
"Alright you two ladies, stop arguing," Dean said trying to break the fight up. "Did the doctor give you anything for the pain Sammy?"
"No," Sam said with a shake of his head.
"Drink whiskey and take pain killers. That's God's creation for pain killers." Dean smiled thinking of the several times they had to use whiskey and pain killers to take the pain away. It just wasn't physical pain. They took it for every kind of pain. Sam would drink a whole bottle of whiskey after Jess died to drown out the pain. Sam didn't get drunk a lot but that was the worst Dean had seen Sam drunk.
"Dean when do you get out of the hospital?" Sam asked changing the topic.
Dean shrugged. "In a day or two I assume. Surgery went fine and I'm up and moving. I haven't coughed up any more blood."
Once again, Sam heard an ah-hem from behind him. Sam looked at Nelson. "Hi Dr. Nelson. I'm not a patient here anymore so don't get mad at me." Sam said showing his wrist that didn't have the hospital arm band on it anymore.
"Oh I'm not mad at you for that," Nelson smiled his eyes going black.
"Ah shit," Bobby grumbled.
Sam stood up and took out the blade Ruby gave them. Sam glanced at the door and saw that it was shut and the blinds were drawn. "What do you want?" Sam moved to he was in front of Dean and Bobby.
"I want you buddy Castiel." Demon Nelson said walking towards Sam. Sam started to back up but ran into Dean's chair.
"He's not here." Sam said trying to figure out what to do.
"Why are you demons here?" Dean asked.
"We're here because a large angelic power summoned us. That's why we are here. We want to know why."
"I thought angels can't summon demons," Bobby said confused.
Demon Nelson snorted. "You thought wrong."
"When did all this start to happen?" Dean asked.
"If enough angels get together and use a large amount of their powers, they can summon demons." Demon Nelson took a step forward and his hand shot out to grab Sam's neck. Sam ducked underneath only to get caught by Nelson's other hand.
"The crash was on purpose wasn't it?" Sam suddenly said.
"Why would you think that Sammy?" Demon Nelson asked.
"You would hope that Cas was in the car with us when we wrecked." Sam put the pieces together.
"That's why Cas is staying away from here," Dean said.
"He came once and I missed him," Demon Nelson grabbed Sam by the throat and kicked his braced knee. Sam cried out in pain. Dean began to stand up but Demon Nelson shoved him back in the chair. "No movement for you Mister. You're still recovering from surgery." Dean tried to pull against the pressure of the force Demon Nelson was using but it wasn't working. It only hurt Dean in the process.
"Dean stop resisting, it'll only open up our puncture wounds again." Demon Nelson smiled.
"Let go of him you son of a bitch," Sam grunted. His eyes were tearing up from the pain of his knee and the fact that Demon Nelson was choking him. Sam began to chant Latin. "Regna terrae, cantate Deo, psallite Domino qui fertis super caelum caeli ad orientem Ecce dabit voice Suae vocem virtutis, tribuite visrtutem Deo."
Demon Nelson began to react to the exorcism. "Exorcisamus te, omnis immundus spiritus omnis satanic potestas, omnis incursio infernalis adversarii, omnis legio, omnis congregatio et secta diabolica adjuramus te cessa deceipere humanas creaturas, eisque aeternae Perditionis venenum probinare."
Demon Nelson began to squeeze Sam's throat making it harder for Sam to breath and speak. Nelson kicked Sam in his knee again causing Sam to cry out in pain again."Vade, satana, inventor et magister amnis fallaciae, hostis humanae salutis. Humiliare sub potenti manu dei, contremisce et effuge, invocato a nobis sancto et terribili nomine, quem inferi tremunt. Ab inidiis diaboli, libera nos, Domine Ut Ecclesiam tuam secura tibi facias liberate servire, te rogamus, audi nos."
Sam swiped the blade up trying to cut Demon Nelson but he only scratched his cheek." Ut inimicos sanctae Ecclesiae humiliare digneris, te rogamus, audi nos. Ut inimicos sanctae Ecclesiae te rogamus, audi nos. Terribilis Deus de samctuario suo. Deus Israhel ipse truderit virtutem et fortitudinem plebi suae. Benedictus Deus, Gloria Patri." Sam managed to gasp out. The demon inside Nelson escaped dropping Sam to the ground. Sam clutched his knee and rolled onto his other side. Dean was sitting in the chair with sweat dripping down his face. Bobby was sitting in his bed thinking how hopeless he was.
"S'mmy? You 'kay?" Dean gasped.
Sam managed to shake his head no. No he was not okay. His knee was on fire and his ribs were too. Damn demons. Why do they always try and ruin your day?
"What's wrong?" Dean managed to kneel on the ground beside Sam who was now sitting up.
"What the hell do you thinks wrong?" Sam grunted. "The freakin' demon kicked my knee and managed to squeeze my broken ribs."
"Well, you don't have to get snippy about it bitch," Dean muttered rolling his eyes.
"Jerk," Sam grumbled back at Dean.
That caused Dean to laugh and Sam joined in only to have pain ripple through his sides. "No more laughing." Sam said getting up and limping to the chair. Dean offered to help him but he only pushed him away. Sam dropped himself into the chair looking at Bobby.
"What?" Bobby asked.
"Nothing," Sam sighed. He put the demon killing knife back in his coat. "That's the last time I'm trusting a doctor who's nice to me." That got a laugh out of everyone.
"What do we do about Dr. Demon over there?" Bobby asked.
"Nothing," Dean said sitting back in the chair.
Nelson opened his eyes and looked at everyone in the room. He had confusion ripple across his face. "How the hell did I get down here?"
"You fell," Bobby said.
Nelson's hand found the cut on his face and pulled his hand away. "What happened?"
"You must have cut yourself when you fell." Dean suggested.
Nelson looked at Sam. "What happened to you? You look out of breath."
"Nothing," Sam said trying to hide the pain he was in.
Nelson shook his head trying to make sense of everything. Nelson got up and looked at Dean. "You shouldn't be out of your bed."
"Yeah well, you aren't my doctor." Dean said.
"Then I'll make sure I get your doctor and tell him to put you back in your room." Nelson threatened.
"Bite me," Dean growled. Nelson shot Dean a look and left.
Sam shook his head. "You and doctors and hospital don't mix do they?"
"Nope," Dean nodding in his own agreement. "I think we should call Cas and tell him not to come here anymore."
"Why would I have to do that?"
"Cas?" Sam was surprised to see Cas standing in the room with them.
"Because my old doctor was possessed by a demon," Sam said.
Cas nodded thinking this through. "He said he wanted you." Bobby said.
"Did he say why?" Cas asked.
"No," Dean said shifting his position so he was more comfortable.
"Hmm maybe I should stay away," Cas said crossing his arms over his chest.
"I agree with you," Sam said.
Just then, a doctor walked in. Dean groaned. "He didn't," Dean muttered frustrated.
"Didn't what?" Sam muttered back.
"Call in my doctor."
"Dean, what are you doing in here?" The doctor asked.
"Visiting with my brother and family friends," Dean said stating the obvious.
"Okay, did I say you could leave your room?" The doctor asked.
"You don't have to get so snippy and no you didn't," Dean argued back.
"Dean," Sam sighed.
"Let me help you back to your room," The doctor said.
Dean frowned. "Why can't I stay here?"
"Because you need to stay in your room," The doctor answered.
"Why? I'm perfectly fine here. I'm not in pain –" that was an obvious lie and Sam could totally tell. Dean was in a lot of pain. "- and I want to talk to my family here."
"Dean, you have to go back to your room. Besides visiting hours are over," The doctor said looking at Sam.
"Dean go back to your room. I need to get some stuff done anyway," Sam said.
Dean looked at Sam growling. "Fine." Dean got up trying his best not to show his doctor pain. Dean left the room with his doctor.
Sam sighed and stood up. "I need to get going. I'm tired and need to sleep. I'll be back in the morning Bobby."
"Okay, take care Sam night," Bobby nodded.
Sam turned around to say good night to Cas but he was already gone. Sam limped very painfully out the door. Sam walked past his brother's room to see him laying in his bed. It was crazy to think how fast time went by today. It was already nine at night. Sam was about to continue down the hallway. He didn't though because he knew something was wrong with Dean.
Sam walked over to Dean and shook his shoulder. "Dean?" Dean rolled over and opened his eyes. He had blood on his forehead from a very recent cut.
"S'mmy?"
"Yeah Dean?"
"All the doctor's here are demons," Dean muttered closing his eyes falling back asleep.
"Dean?" Sam shook his brother's shoulder. "Dean?" Dean's eyes fluttered open again.
"Get outta here S'mmy," Dean muttered.
"Huh? What, why?" Sam asked.
"Demons," Dean's head fell to the side and he went lax again.
"Shit," Sam muttered. Sam had to think fast. If Dean was right and all the doctors were demons, Sam couldn't let Dean and Bobby stay here anymore. Sam pulled out his phone and called Cas. "I need you back here. Dean's room."
"I'm here," Cas said.
"I see that," Sam said who was looking at Cas from across the bed.
"I'm going to hang up now," Cas said hanging up his phone. "What do you need?"
Sam looked at his brother who was for some reason, not reacting to anything. "All the doctors are demons."
"That's not good."
"No which means we need to get Bobby and Dean outta here. I'll take Dean to the car and can you zap Bobby back to the motel? And stay with him when you're there."
"Yes," Cas disappeared to Bobby's room.
Sam sat Dean up in his bed. "Dean c'mon, wake up." Sam tried to wake his brother up but it wasn't any help. Sam looked around the room and found a wheel chair. Sam wheeled the wheelchair over to Dean's bed. Sam moved Dean into the chair. "Dean c'mon, wake up."
Dean opened his eyes again. "S'mmy?"
"Dean c'mon, I'm getting you outta here. Stay awake please." Sam wheeled the wheelchair out in the hallway. No one question Sam for some reason. It was almost like no one saw them. Sam stopped in front of the elevator and pressed the down button. "Dean?"
"Hmm?"
"Just makin' sure you were awake," Sam said as the elevator door opened. Sam pulled Dean into the elevator. They rode the elevator until it stopped at the ground floor. Sam pushed Dean through the front doors. They walked into the parking lot and to Bobby's car.
"That was almost too easy," Sam muttered helping the almost asleep Dean into the car. Sam rolled the wheelchair back to the entrance and came back to the car to find Dean asleep in the passenger side of the car. Sam was about to get into the car when someone tapped his shoulder.
"Excuse me sir, but he isn't allowed to leave," the nurse said.
Sam turned around to face the nurse. "I'm sorry but I checked him out."
"He isn't allowed to leave," the nurse's eyes turned black and Sam pulled out the knife stabbing her in the stomach.
"Like I said, I checked him out," Sam put the blade back in his pocket but after he wiped the blade clean. Sam got in the car, started it up, and pulled away.
