Chapter 10
9-5-13
Dean could hear a beeping noise, the sheets under his fingers are rougher then he's used to. He slowly cracks open his eyes, they feel like he has been pepper sprayed, it wouldn't be the first time, but he couldn't think of a reason why it would have happened this time. The light seems really bright when he eyes were fully opened, it took him a second to focus. His head fell to the side, Sam was sitting next to him asleep in a chair. He realized all at once he was in a hospital. "SAM!" his voice was loud but rough, and calling out so suddenly made him go into a coughing fit.
Sam was up in a second giving dean a sip of water. Dean finally stopped coughing and leaned against the pillow, taking a deep breath. A nurse rushed in and checked him over to make sure his I.V was still in. Dean was looking at Sam seriously, "Why am I here? What happened, Sam? Are you ok?" Sammy didn't look like he was injured but Dean had to make sure.
"Well Meg slipped you something, we found you 2 days later, you then proceeded to throw up and pass out so we called an ambulance. That was 8 hours ago, now" said Sam as he looked at his watch. "Turns out she overdosed you on whatever it was, you were very dehydrated, but the drug has been pretty much flushed out."
Dean drew in a deep breath, and closed his eyes tight. "Fuck man...What the hell did she dose me with Sammy?" Dean ran a hand over his face, feeling the scruff. He looked up at Sam with sad eyes. Dean had went through a hard time years before when he first got out of the Marines. But after Lisa had gotten pregnant, Dean cleaned himself up and never let himself even get close to drugs again. Now laying in this bed he could feel the old feeling of being hungover on too much booze and dope. He felt like shit.
"I'm sorry Dean, the nurse who spoke with me said they didn't know what the substance was. But there may have been several kinds. Do you remember anything?" Sam put an elbow on the bed and leaned closer.
"Nothing...the last thing was sitting at some bar with you and Gabe, and Meg gave me a beer. I think there was a funny after taste but I put it off to the curry we had earlier." Dean trailed off, he looked like he was trying to remember more.
"You woke up this morning and spoke to us and Meg. You remember that?" Sam looked worried.
"No. No. I just remember the bar and then here. Is this going to keep happening? Did she fry my brain!?" Dean was starting to panic, his voice rising with each question.
"It is my belief that this morning you were still under the influence of the drugs, that combined with the dehydration is why you passed out and don't remember what happened." The Doctor spoke as he walked in looking at Deans file. "From what I see of your last blood tests most of the drugs have worked themselves out. Seems like it has a short life span once its in your system." the Doctor puts the file down and looks at Dean and Sam.
"Oh, thanks doc. Is there gonna be side effects? When Can I get out of this place?" Dean tried to use his best I'm a Captain do what I want, face. But the Doctor seemed not even notice.
"You should be good to go in the morning. I don't anticipate any side effects, you weren't exposed to it long enough for that. I would recommend you rest and try not to overdue. Let yourself heal." the Doctor patted his foot and turned to leave the room.
Sam watched the doctor go then turned back to Dean. "Gabe has booked a flight for you, your gonna go home and be with your kids and maybe get your shit together." Sam spoke in a soft voice but he was very serious. "I am not blaming you Dean, but we all love you, and you have been spiraling out of control. I hope this is a wake up call. Go home, Dean."
Dean nodded slowly. He didn't want to be here anymore, he felt betrayed and used by Meg. They had been friends for years, after this he just wanted to be home, with his babies. And Ellen. And Bobby. Hell he would be happy to see Garth or Ash at this point. In the past Lisa and the kids had traveled with them. He though he would be ok just traveling with just his brother. Dean fell asleep thinking about packing to go home.
