Chapter 21
He was being returned to his room when Casey, Dean, and Jared arrived. He looked pale and small, but he was breathing on his own. He hadn't woke up since the his and Dean's little girl was born. Dean set with him ever since, not leaving his side except when Sam was taken for testing or the doctors needed Dean to leave the room. Everytime, much to Ellen and Bobby's protest for lack of sleep and food, Dean found himself sitting in the nursery, holding the newest treasure in his life against his chest, feeling her tiny heart beat fighting his stronger one.
Once, Dean broke routine and ventured to the farthest side of the hospital. He asked the nurse for directions and he soon found himself in Jensen's room. Jensen was lying in the bed, staring up at the TV. His eye drifted over to his brother as he walked into the room.
"He lived." Dean said as he stood by his brothers bed. "And so did our baby. You're lucky."
"I'm goin' to hell, so it doesn't matter. Quit sugar coating everything Dean." Jensen said. "Tell me how much you hate me."
"I would like to say that I don't hate you, but Jen, you...you almost killed the most important person in my life. Sammy means more to me than my own life. How dare you, you selfish bastard! How dare you try to take that away from me!" Dean yelled. Jensen looked away from Dean. "Look at me." Jensen looked back at Dean.
"I never meant to hurt him!" Jensen yelled. "I realized how sick he was getting and I didn't know what to do! I was worried about him and I get that your pissed at me, I do, just...disown me already and let me die in peace."
"Oh, death would be too easy for you." Dean said. "I'm gonna make sure that you have to live with your mistake for the rest of your life. You'll never see your nieces again and you sure as hell will never EVER see Sammy again. You understand me?" Dean asked. Jensen looked over at him.
"Fuck you Dean." Jensen said. "Someday, I will have my way. When I do, you're gonna regret ever doubting me. Now get out." Jensen said. Dean quickly turned and left the room. He began to pace the halls and ended his visit with his brother by crushing his hand into the brick wall of the hospital. He slid down to the floor and started the cry as he cradled his busted up hand next to his chest. Jensen's words still haunted him as he stood and walked back to Sam's room. He put on his poker face and went to face teh rest of his family.
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