Chapter 10! Enjoy!

Dean was sick, his sweet baby boy was sick, he knew that for a few months now, but when he walked into Dean's room and saw him lying there, bald head, a number of IV's and other medical aperture's struck to him with pale face and hospital gown hanging of his thin frame the reality and monstrosity of it hit him hard. He felt tears welling up in his eyes. And he knew it's going to get worse too. It was a week after the third round and Dean didn't got better as quickly as the two last times. His face pale but with dark circles underneath his eyes, he slept for over sixteen hours a day, his fever which apparently was due to an infection was rising steadily, and he stared to have difficulty breathing, so now he also had a cannula running under his nose. He wasn't a hunter now, just a very sick person.

Both he and Sam got tested to be bone marrow donors, and of course to John's annoyance he wouldn't be the one able to help Dean. Sam on the other hand was ecstatic after he got the results, he marched into Dean's room with a big grin on his face, acting like he was six again.

'Who filled Sammy's mouth with a banana? What the hell are you grinning at dude?'

'Guess what Dean?'

'What? Just tell me, I'm not in a mood for games'

'Ok, I've got the results of my bone marrow and we're a perfect match'

'Ha, I always thought Mum and Dad found you in a cabbage patch'

'Ha ha very funny, you know what that means? You don't have to wait for a donor from transplant list I'm going to donate.'

'Yeah I guess'

'Dean? That's good news you know'

'I know but what are they going to do to you? Is it like a surgery? What if something goes wrong?

'They do it all the time man, no need to worry'

'Yeah ok'

'Dean what's wrong'

'Nothing… nothing' He started to close his eyes despite the fact that this one time he wasn't actually tired.

'Come on dude, just tell me'

'Just leave it Sammy, I don't want to talk about it'

'I'm going to call Dad in here if you won't tell me'

'I… what if I don't live long enough to get the transplant?' That question resulted in Sam jumping out of his seat, hands thrown to the sides and face red in anger.

'Don't say that, don't you dare say that. You're not going to… no way. Me and Dad we'll do everything to make you better and you Dean, you're the strongest person I know, you will kick this cancers butt just, you can't think like that you can't say stuff like that, Dean I can't lose you, do you understand, you're my brother!' Sam was full on crying after his outburst, puppy dogs us on a full display, waiting for Dean's answer. Waiting for his big brother to reassure him that everything's going to be fine, like he did over and over again through all those years.

Dean waved his hand for Sam to sit next to him again, when Sam did he looked into his brother eyes.

'Sam, I'm not going anywhere ok, I'm fighting bro, believe me, but it's harder than I thought. Don't cry Sammy it's going to be ok.' They sat like that for a long time, Sam's head resting near Dean's arm, Dean's hand in his brother's hair until both of them fell asleep. John walked into the room after leaving Bobby in the house. He was taken aback when he step in, something definitely went on while he was gone, it looked like Sam was crying, but why. Was the Doctor in? Did he tell them something is wrong? He almost woken them up but then thought better of it, none of his kids got enough sleep those days.

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Dean really tried, he promised them all he will fight this cancer, question was how? How do you actually fight something like that, not with a gun or a knife, you can only lie in a bad and count on a toxin they're pumping into you, count that it will decide to kill the bad cells first, and leave some good ones for after. And right now? He was failing miserably, his infection let out a little bit, but he stayed in a hospital. According to his doctor first they have to fight any possible infections in his body than pump him with a hell off a lot more chemo, before they can even start to think about marrow transplant. He tried to convince Sam to go back to college, tried to reason with him that it will take a long time before he gets better and is going to need Sam's marrow. But his stubborn younger brother wouldn't listen to him.

He went through countless rounds of chemo and radiotherapy in the next few months, Sam and John staying with him all the time Bobby eventually had to go back to Sioux Falls, take care of everything home, but he kept visiting as well as Pastor Jim. Many times he tried to convince his Dad and brother to leave him alone so they could carry on hunting and studying but they always denied and deep down Dean was so hugely grateful he could just barley hide it.

Treatment kept destroying his body, he did had better days of course. After his seventh round he was out of hospital for over a week. They spent it like a real family, for the first time since probably before Mary died. They watched movies and played games, both Dean and John made fun of Sam when it became apparent he sucked at charades. But it was over and he was back to a never ending story of his hospital stay.

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They were sitting around Dean's bed watching him sleep for what felt like a thousand time, when Doctor King came in with a weird look on his face.

'What's wrong? Do you have his results?'

'I do, maybe we should wake him up, he will want to hear this'

Sam approached Dean and shook him gently, his brother was so fragile right now.

'Dean, hey bro wake up'

'Sam? Leave me alone'

'Dean the Doctors here, want to tell us something'

'Ok, I'm up'

'So, Dean I have good news, your treatment is working very well now, and from what we can tell from the latest results, we can start preparing you for a transplant'

'Really? Did you hear that Dean, o my God that's awesome!'

'Thank God, finally good news'

'What does it mean?'

'It means that now you're going to be taken into isolation for about three weeks, and after the time spent there we'll be ready for Sam to donate and hopefully it takes and you start getting better.'

'You've mention the isolation before but how does it look like exactly?'

'You will be in a sterile room, you won't be able to leave and everybody who wants to come in has to go through sterilization process. There will be a TV, and you can take any staff you want it just needs to be sterilized as well.'

'Well, you gotta do what you gotta do, when do you want to start?'

'Now…'

'Wait, hold on, now?'

'I guess we can wait till tomorrow, give you some time to get use to the thought, think what you want to bring and get it ready.'

With that he left all three Winchesters to wonder how it's going to be with Dean locked up, and if it's going too led to recovery.

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Dean was locked in for a week now, John and Sam visited him of course, but only for a restricted amount of time. And there was only one person allowed to visit at once. So he spends most of his days sleeping or changing TV channels. Also he had too much time to wonder and plan, not for a future but in case the worst scenario was to come true. So he wrote letters to both Sam and John, which he's going to send to Bobby, so they can get them when the time is right. He also decided to left them instructions on what to do after his gone, God only knows his family is behaving like children in fog when his not there to stir them into a right direction.

So he tells them what to do with his body, he's pretty sure John knows that he wants hunters funeral, but he's afraid his Dad may try to do something stupid, it's kind of an insurance, he's counting that John will at least respect his last request. Of course he also had to say something about the car, he knows it was Dads but he wants Sammy to have it, it seems right to hand it over to his younger brother, the only condition is that before his brother is allowed to take the car, he needs a full course with Dad and Bobby on how to take care about his Baby, Dean smiles at the thought of Sam's face when he's going to read this. If his lucky it will never has to happen but as Dean likes to think, better safe than sorry.

TBC

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I'm so sorry for a late update, I'm very busy at University, classes to attend, presentations to make and performances to be rehearsed, as I'm a Drama student. So please forgive me. As always I hope you've like it and please review. Lots of love xxx