Anger's Heartbreak Ch. 10
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Previously: Dean turned moisture laden eyes up towards Bobby. "You don't understand Bobby, Sammy will be scared to death without me. I've got to be there for him . Please, you're killing me here."
Bobby rubbed his beard in frustration as he heard the phone ring. He picked up the receiver and growled out "What?"
John's voice came through the other line and said "I take it you're having as rough a time with Dean as I am with Sammy."
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"You're damned right I am" replied Bobby. "I'm about to tie your oldest to the bed to keep him here."
"Listen Bobby, I want you to get a wheelchair and bring Dean down to floor number two. Bring him to the dialysis center and park him outside room number two-zero-six. There's a big window that the boys will be able to see each other through. I'll have a nurse take a phone extension to Dean so the boys can talk to each other. I'm at the end of my rope here. It's killing me to see Sammy so afraid and needing his brother."
"I think you've just saved my sanity from this stubborn ass of a son you have here. I'll get right on it John" Bobby said as he hung up the phone.
Dean had listened to Bobby's end of the conversation and eagerly asked "What did he say Bobby? Can I go be with Sammy?"
"Just hold your horses boy and give me a minute to speak" Bobby said with affection. "Yes, you can go be with Sammy, but not actually in the same room. You're daddy wants me to take you down in a wheelchair and park you outside the window of Sammy's room where you boys can talk on the telephone."
"Aw Bobby, a wheelchair is so not cool" Dean said, morbid at the thought of people actually seeing him sitting in one.
"Sorry sport, but that's the only way you're going to get to see your brother. Now what's it going to be?" smirked Bobby knowing what Dean's answer would be.
"Go get the damned thing" said Dean as he crossed his arms over his chest. He wasn't about to give up the opportunity to be there for his little brother.
Bobby returned to the room a few minutes later and helped Dean into the chair. They left the room with Bobby pushing Dean with quick strides determined to get to Sammy as soon as possible.
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Down on floor number two, things were still in an uproar. John was trying to calm Sammy down as he was having a temper tantrum of epic proportions. Every time the nurse or John tried to approach him, Sammy swung out with his fists or his feet trying to connect solidly with the one trying to approach him.
"Come on Sammy, you've got to calm down before you hurt yourself. You could mess up the catheter in your stomach son" John pleaded hoping that Sammy would listen to common sense.
"Don't tell me what to do anymore. You don't care about me, only Dean does" Sammy screamed in frustration banging hi fists on the bed.
"That's not true Sammy. I know I've been hard on you at times, but that's because I was trying to toughen you up son. I love you whether you realize it or not" said John hoping to get the message through to his child's brain.
John closed his eyes, took a deep breath and said. "Listen Sammy, I've called Bobby and he's bringing Dean down. You'll see your brother in a few minutes through that window over there."
"Don't lie to me anymore dad. I've heard enough lies from you to last the rest of my life" Sam wailed as tears sprung to his eyes once again. He really, really needed his brother.
"I'm not lying to you Sammy, look…" John said as he pointed out the window where Bobby was coming down the hall with Dean in view.
Sam looked at the window to the area where his dad was pointing. An immediate look of relief crossed his face as he took sobbing breaths trying to calm himself down.
"Dean" he gasped as he reached out his hand towards his brother.
The tension fled from John's body as he watched his baby boy calming down at the sight of his big brother. He could relax now that he knew Sammy would allow the treatment to begin.
John turned to the nurse who also had a look of relief on her face and said, "He'll do much better if you let me push his bed over by the window there. He won't be able to actually touch Dean, but at least he can be right beside him."
That's a wonderful idea" stated the nurse as she unlocked the wheels to the bed that Sammy was lying on. John then pushed the bed over to the window where Dean was already sitting and watching the bed being moved.
When the bed was finally pushed against the window, Dean put his hand on it palm up while Sammy did the same. Dean noticed that Sammy's eyes glistened with tears and his heart fell wishing he could do more.
He got his wish right away as nurse brought him a phone extension and dialed the number two-zero-six which connected to Sammy's room. Dean watched as his dad picked up the ringing phone and carried it to Sammy.
"Hey there little brother" Dean said choking back the tears when John gave Sammy the receiver. "I'm here Sammy, you don't have to be afraid anymore."
Sammy smiled at his brother as he looked through the window. "I knew you would come." Sammy's voice then trailed off as he said "I'm scared Dean."
"I know you are, but I'm going to be right here the whole time Sammy. You just focus on me okay" Dean wanted to cry hearing his brother's words, but he had to be strong for Sammy.
"Okay Dean" Sammy whispered with his bottom lip trembling.
As the nurse lifted his pajama top and prepared to hook up the machine, Sam's eyes grew huge and tears began to flow down his face. The dialysis treatment was really going to happen.
Dean saw the fear in his brothers eyes right away. "SAMMY!" he called out, forcefully. When Sam turned to face him once again he said, "Look at me, not at what the nurse is doing." He was determined to get Sammy's focus away from the nurse.
"Hey Sammy, I was wondering what you want to do when we go to Bobby's house?" Dean asked wanting to keep his brother occupied. "I thought maybe we could go see a movie. I hear they're playing the STAR WARS trilogy in Sioux City, what do you think?"
"You mean we can watch all three Dean, all in the same day?" gushed Sammy at the prospect of seeing his favorite movies in a marathon showing.
"Hell yeah, it would be better that way don't ya think?" Dean asked as he and Sammy then got into a long animated discussion as to who was the better character, Han Solo or Luke Skywalker. They discussed the advantages of using a light saber or a tazer gun as the ultimate weapon. They talked about the ways they would have taken care of Darth Vader if they had ever gone up against him.
Dean continued to talk as he watched Sammy drifting off with a smile on his face. He had kept Sammy occupied to the point where his brother didn't even realize the treatment had begun. John reached over and removed the phone from his son's lax hand and put it to his own ear.
"He should sleep for a little while Dean. You did real good son" John said as he smiled at Dean through the window and then hung up the phone.
Dean leaned back in the wheelchair and relaxed as Sammy slept, content to watch his brother until they could be together in the same room once again.
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By the time Sammy woke up, he was back in his own room once again. He opened his eyes to see Dean silently watching him from his own bed.
"Hey there kiddo, glad to see you're finally awake" Dean said as he smiled at his little brother.
"How, how did I get back here?" Sammy asked in confusion since the last thing he remembered was talking to Dean on the phone.
"You sort of fell asleep in the middle of your treatment little brother" Dean answered slightly amused by his brother's confusion.
"I don't remember doing that" Sam said with a slight tinge of pink coloring his cheeks.
"Don't worry about it bro, that's okay. I'm just happy that you weren't scared while you got your treatment."
"That's only because of you Dean" Sammy admitted glad that he had such an awesome big brother.
John listened to his boys talking as he pretended to read a magazine while he waited on Bobby to get back with some food. Bobby had left a few minutes ago to get them something to eat from the local diner since the hospital food tasted like cardboard and weighed heavily on the stomach for hours after eating.
Ah he listened to the continuing conversation, John marveled at how easily Dean could calm Sammy down and make him feel like he was the most important thing in the world. He knew he should have been the one to make Sammy feel that way. Instead, he had missed cementing his fatherly bond with Sammy by staying gone more and more as he focused on the hunt leaving Dean to take over the role of father with his youngest child. And those were moments that John would never get back no matter how hard he tried. John determined at that moment, that he was going to do whatever it took to regain the love and the trust he had lost with his boys.
TBC Will John be able to rebuild his relationship wih his sons?