Author's Notes:Here's the next chapter! Thanks for all the reviews! I appreciate them so much! They make me such a happy duckie! D I haven't got much homework so I might be able to write another chapter tonight and post it soon. This fic is actually turning out to be quite long! Which I think is pretty good D So, like always, please read, review and enjoy!
Chapter 12
"Sam! What is wrong with you?!" Yelled John as he stood beside his sons bed.
"I didn't do this to myself dad. I promise you. The nurse did it, I swear."
"I cannot believe a word you're saying Samuel Winchester! That nurse you literally attacked is so shaken up by you Sam, many nurses are now too scared to go near you!" John shook his head as he looked over at his eldest son who just stared at Sam in shock.
"Why would I attack some nurse? I never did anything. It was her, she wouldn't get away from me, so I pulled away and she grabbed on tight to my arms and dug her nails in dad." Sam sobbed as his father rolled his eyes and walked out of the room, followed closely by Dean, who stopped at the door, taking one last look at his brother and muttering "When's this going to end?"
Sam looked at his bandaged arm and then closed his eyes, trying to block out everything around him. He felt as thou his whole body was shattering and his heart was slowly breaking apart. Sam just couldn't get the event out of his head...he hoped it wouldn't happen again.
Why didn't his own father and brother believe him? Why did the nurse hurt him and why did she lie about it? All these questions buried themselves into Sam's mind and kept bugging him.
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Sam sat up in his hospital bed as he read his book quietly. Every so often, he'd look at the door, and then around him, making sure no one was there. He shivered at the thought of the nurse coming into his room again. What would she do next?
Sam's eyes widened as a nurse came into his room carrying a drink and 2 tablets.
"Here's some pain relief Sam. Hopefully they'll make you feel a lot better." The nurse smiled at Sam as he slowly sat himself on the side of the bed and took a quick sip from his drink.
"Thank you." He smiled back. "May I go to the toilets?" He asked politely. She seemed such a nice, caring nurse. At least not all of them were conniving liars.
"Of course you can Sam. Just remember to have your tablets when you come back."
Sam nodded and followed the nurse out of the room.
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Meanwhile, in Sam's room, the nurse that had earlier hurt Sam snuck into his room. Switching Sam's pain relief tablets to sleeping tablets, she smirked before sneaking back out of the room before Sam came back.
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Taking his tablets, not knowing that the nurse had swapped them for sleeping tablets and getting back into bed, Sam told himself that he was going to stay up and guard that door all night. But ten minutes later, he just couldn't stay awake any longer and fell slowly off to sleep. Leaving all his troubles behind him...
He dreamt of being with his dad and brother, they all looked so happy together. Dean and Sam sat on the sofa together, chatting brotherly as they watched TV. Telling each other how their days had been and about the tons of homework they'd both been given for Maths. Sam and Dean seemed to be talking for ages about each other, until John walked into the room carrying a large bowl of popcorn for all three of them. For one in their life, all three of them seemed as happy as can be...
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Sam stretched his arms as he awoke from his long peaceful sleep. He opened his eyes and looked at his sore arm.
"What the heck?!" He said shockingly as he examined his bleeding arm. It looked as thou it had been ripped to shreds. "Help!" He yelled, starting to panic.
Sam yelled louder and louder until the nurse that had given him the pain relief last night came into his room.
"Oh my god Sam! What happened?!"
"I don't know! I just woke up like this." Sam cried as he watched the nurse run out of the room to fetch a doctor.
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Sam sat on the edge of his bed with his arm re-bandaged up and his face covered in stitches. It must of been that nurse again. Sam looked a mess, his clean white hospital gown was now as red as tomato sauce. Sam gulped as he lowered his head, looking down at the floor. The doctor had rung Sam's father and John said he'd be over right away. Sam knew that his father would be so mad with him...but why? It wasn't his fault.
Sam looked up as the kind nurse came into his room and stood in front of him.
"Why are you looking so glum buddy? Everyone knows you can't of done that all by yourself. Did you see who did it to you?" She asked with concern.
"No, I was asleep the whole time. I didn't feel a thing. I just remember dreaming about me, my brother and my dad. That's all."
"Hmm, well, it sounds like someone's been messing with your medicine. Any other person would of woken up from their sleep if someone was making an artwork of their face."
"I did go to the toilet after you'd put the pain relief on my bedside table. Maybe someone swapped them around."
The nurse nodded.
"I'll go see if I can check out the CCTV camera for the corridor just outside your room. Then we can see just who was going in and out of your room." The nurse smiled before brushing Sam's shaggy hair away from his pale face and leaving the room.
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Chapter 13 coming soon!
