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Michelle
Title:Expect The Unexpected
Rating:T(just to be safe)
Characters:Dean, Sam, and Oc's
Genre:Drama/Angst
Summary:The Winchester brothers are made to remember that not all bad things that can happen are "Supernatural",but will one of them live to learn from this.
Disclaimer:I do not own anything or anyone related to "Supernatural"
Expect The Unexpected
Ch.5
(The next morning)
It was a little after 6 am. and despite what all of them had come to expect, Dean had made it through the night.
Though he had not had any more major breakdowns like earlier, his new demeanor was in its own way, every bit as disturbing.
After he had been awakened by the horrible events that had taken place, he had at first been confused and disoriented, though it hadn't taken Emma long to calm him down, he had not went back to sleep any more that night. She didn't know if it was because how much pain he was in or if he just didn't want to for fear of not reawakening.
He had went in between times of delerium and clarity. It was during one of his times of clarity that she had learned more about the young man she now felt responsible for, and the life he had led up till this point. It was difficult for him to talk, but it seemed to make him feel better, so she had did all she could by sitting there and asking little things every so often, so he would know she was listening to him, while wiping his face with a wet cloth.
He had told her he was 26 years old, and when she had asked if this Sammy he kept mumbling about was his girlfriend. He had given her the closest thing to a smile she'd gotten from him all night and told her that no, Sammy wasn't a girl at all, it was his younger brother whose name was actually Sam, and that they were traveling together searching for their father, who had up and disappeared on them not long ago.
What about your mother? she had asked, and he had told her his mother had died when he was a little boy, and it had just been him, Sam, and their father until his brother had left them to go to college. His eyes had gotten a sad look in them when he had talked about his brother not wanting to work in the family business, which he wouldn't tell her was, and had wanted a regular life of working, marrying his girlfriend Jessica, children, a little white house with a picket fence,and all that crap as he'd put it.
She'd remarked that was what everybody wanted at one point or another, and for all he knew, one day he might want those things himself so if his brother wanted to marry this Jessica girl, he shouldn't mind.
He can't marry her, he'd said sadly, she's dead now. She hadn't really known what to say, but had just shook her head and said something along the lines of, Oh that's a shame, her being so young and all, and his brother must have been devestated.He didn't say anything else for a while and she figured he was either slipping back into delerium or she had said something wrong.
He just layed there staring at the ceiling, drawing in labored breaths, but then he'd started talking again, and had said, it was his fault she had died. Emma told him that she refused to believe that, and he had went on to tell her that if not for him insisting his brother come with him to look for their father then she would've never been murdered like their mother had been.
She couldn't help the small gasp she released when he said the girl had been murdered, and his mother too, but she recovered quickly and told him that it was his brothers father too and he had surely wanted to find him as much as he did. No, he hadn't at the time, Sam hadn't even talked to their father for years. He had been leading a different life, a happy life, and though they had talked occasionally, one that had not included Dean either.
Dean had said that when his father had left him, he had acted selfishly by going to get his brother. Sure, he could have went and looked for their dad alone. It was just that now, Sam was all he had left of a childhood that had had it's bad memories, but its good ones too, and to him all the good ones had included his baby brother.
He didn't know what he had done to make his father leave him too, but the plan had been to find him, and if Sammy was there too, then maybe they could try to fix what was wrong.
Emma found herself disliking Deans father more and more as his son's long pent up guilt poured out to her. How could the man have just up and disappeared on him after all he'd been through in life? And she also didn't quite know what to think of this brother of his either, but she had never been one to lay judgement on someone before, so she was willing to give the younger Winchester the benefit of the doubt, since Dean seemed so proud of him, and loved him so much. The father though, that was a different story.
After that, Dean hadn't really said much more, other than unintelligible things the remainder of the night, but she thought that from what he had told, she now understood him a little better now, and his need to keep his macho act up for as long as he could. It was his defense mechanism, and who could blame him for it, but she had also saw the real Dean too, not just by her talking to him, but by the way he treated others, like with the little girl, and that made her all the more determined to do her best to keep him alive.
So here it was the next morning, and he was still with them, barely, but still nonetheless there. She didn't know how much longer he would be though.
He had quit talking altogether, his attention totally focused on what seemed to be an almost impossible task of being able to draw single breaths.
Their two remaining captors had finally answered the phones consistant ringing and told the police the terms of the release of the hostages, and now they were waiting on a return call from them with a response.
Around thirty minutes later, the phone had rang again, and Roy, who she had gathered was the mind behind the robbery anwered it, and listened for a minute as whoever was on the other end spoke.
The hostages waited expectantly as the man listened, then finally he spoke,"What? I don't see why the hell you think we owe you any kind of bargaining assurance.No one is leaving until you deliver what we want, you hear me?"he asked angrily, then listened as the person spoke again.
"Look, that is not our problem there sheriff, he did it to himself. So I'm suggesting that if your'e so concerned about any of these folks well being, you get the show moving sheriff. We shall be seeing you in a couple of hours then."and hung up the phone turning to look at Matt with a triumphant smile.
"I take it things went well."Matt remarked, letting his eyes slide from the people he was watching to Roy.
"Hell yeah, they did."he replied."Damn hick town sheriff's are all the same. Too scared to risk loosing public approval to actually stand up and have any balls."
"Good. I heard you get angry with him though, what was that all about?"he asked, looking at him with curiosity.
"Tried to pull some kinda shit saying, Oh as a show of good will from you and all that crap, let us send someone in for the man you shot."he answered with a shrug,"When I told him no way, he gave in pretty easily. Guess he figured the little shits gonna die anyway, so why risk losing the rest of these good people to try and save somebody who's gonna croak regardless."
"Don't you listen to him baby."Emma said quietly, bending over to kiss Dean on his forehead."You're going to be fine. You hear me?"
After looking at the womans actions, Matt turned back to Roy and asked,"So, whens it going down?"
"Said it would take a couple of hours to get the stuff together, then we'll be good to go."Roy replied, raising his eyebrows up and down comically.
"Couple of hours,huh?"Matt said with a slight frown, then asked,"Why didn't we let them come get the kid Roy? What would it have mattered?"
"What the hell? First Johnson goes all trigger happy and then tries to rape somebody, now you all the suddenly develop a conscience. What am I in the fucking Twilight Zone?"he asked increduosly.
"You said yourself, this was supposed to be a simple bank robbery. No one was supposed to die Roy! You realize that if we do happen to get caught, even after leaving this town, we're going to have two murders, no might as well make it three cause there ain't no way that Dean's gonna live a couple more hours even,hanging over our head along with the robbery.Look at him man. You said yourself, he's a fucking kid! Is that what we are now? Murderers?" Matt asked him,"You killed
Johnson for offing that man, and now you're doing the same thing yourself. Might not be the one who pulled the trigger, but you're the one stopping him from having any chance for survival."
Drawing in a deep breath to calm his growing anger Roy smiled at Matt, and asked him,"Tell you what Matt, you want to get him out of here, you take him out. See how much pity the system shows you buddy, even if you did happen to save that fuck. They want show you any! All they'll do is lock you up until you rot, thats what they'll do! And if we had let anyone come in and get him, it would have been some secret agent or some shit and they would have been here to take us out. I am sorry it happened to him, but hey, he did bring it on himself. But..by all means if you want to waltz out there and play hero, be my guest. Just means more money for me, my friend."
When Matt didn't move, Roy smiled and said,"Didn't think so. Look man, in life there's been few great philosophy's but one that has never failed to be true and it certainly applies to this situation, Shit happens."and turned to walk over to the window to look out.
"You're a bad man."he heard the little girl state and turned back to face her.
"What?"
"You are a bad man mister."she repeated, looking at his with an unfaltering gaze.
"Katie! Be quiet baby."her mom, ordered in surprise, then adressed Roy, saying in a fearful tone,"She's just a baby, she doesn't mean it."
"Yes I do mommy."Katie said, looking at her mother with a annoyed expression."They hurt Dean."
"You're right Katie."Roy said calmly,"I am a bad man."then turned back away, whistling as he walked to the window to look out.
"See mommy, I told you so."the girl said, then went and plopped back down on the ground beside Dean, where despite her mothers wishes, she had been sitting since she'd awoken that morning , after having stated that he was sick and needed her.
Matt looked at Emma and Dean with an apologetic smile, and said,"Well, I tried."while raising his hands in a gesture of helplessness.
Now, not even an hour later, it seemed Dean's struggle was about to end.
He was trying his best to draw air into his lungs, but it was getting more difficult, almost impossible actually, and he was panicking. Fighting weakly againt he hands of Emma and the old man that were holding him down, while tears rolled from his eyes.
"Calm down Dean."Emma instructed, trying to keep her voice as calm as possible."All you have to do is breathe baby. Come on, you can do it."
But he couldn't. He was dying, despite the womans insistence other wise, and he was scared.
Sam was watching his brothers struggles on one of the many monitors inside a van he'd been granted admittance to. Seeing Deans hands gripping the old man and Emma's hands tightly, tears streaking his pale features. He was dying, and the police were not going to do anything about it. They had said that they'd tried to negotiate his release, but it had been denied. They had done all they could, the sheriff had said after Sam yelled in outrage.
He had given them an oppurtunity to handle this, and they had failed. Now it was time to fully embrace the Winchester in him, and go himself to get his brother.
He was not worried about the men shooting him. He was confident that he could easily take both of them down, after all he was used to taking down monsters on a regular basis, so what was two men compared to that? Not shit.
How was he going to get to the car though, not to mention get by the policemen to gain entrance to the bank?
Come on Sam, try and think like Dean. What would he do?
Seeing Ben walk by, he came to a decision, and called out to him.
"Yeah Sam?"he said approaching him, letting his eyes briefly rest on
the screen behind the young man.
"I need to get to my brothers car."he stated in reply.
"What?"he asked with confusion.
"I said I need to get to my brothers car.."he explained.
"You're joking right? What for"Ben asked looking at him warily.
" I have asthma, and me and my brother were packed up to leave when he came to the bank. I had stayed at the motel to tidy up a bit, because we'd gotten a bit rowdy the night before, and it was too messed up even for the maids to see. He was supposed to come right back. My inhaler is in the trunk, and I need it. Now. "he explained, adding a slight wheeze to his breathing for effect as he spoke.
"Sam, how come you didn't mention this earlier?."Ben asked, looking at him with suspicion..
" Didn't seem to important with my brother bleeding to death on the floor in the lobby of a bank and all."Sam answered with a shrug, then wheezed again, putting a hand to his chest with a feigned look of distress.
"Okay Sam, just calm down buddy, you stay here while I go and get it for you."Ben said, putting a hand on his shoulder, his voice filled with concern.
"No!"Sam exclaimed loudly, then realizing he'd done so, added,"Dean is a crazy packer and um..you'll have to dig through a pile of who knows what to find it. I'm used to it and it'll only take me a minute to find it."
Looking at the wheezing young man, Ben decided to go ahead and let him get it himself. What could it hurt? He was obviously distressed and with all that had happened in such a short time, who could blame him for it. He certainly didn't need to have a major asthma attack on top of everything else at this point, and it looked as if it was heading that way.
"Okay then, come on."Ben agreed, and Sam let out an inner whoop of joy, trying his best not to smile and to mantain his facade.
"Thanks Ben, I owe you big time."he said between wheezes, and after looking at the monitor screen one last time, started walking with the man towards the car.
I'm coming Dean, he said mentally.
"Hey Hal."Ben called out to the sheriff."I'm gonna take this kid over to his brothers car so he can get his medicine he needs from in the trunk."
Sam held his breath, waiting to see if the sheriff would argue him doing so, but luckily the man was either too preoccupied to think about it, or just didn't give a shit, because he nodded his head without even looking at them, and since Ben was with him, nobody even questioned Sam moving beyond the mark that people were not to cross unless they were officers.
Reaching the car, Sam felt beneath it, finding the spare key Dean kept there in one of those magnetic holder things. Then he went around to the back and opened the trunk, revealing their large array of weapons.
Walking up behind Sam, the officer said,"Hey, did you find..."but cut his own sentence short upon seeing the trunk full of various weapons, his eyes widening comically as he said"What the..?"
Sam had at this point picked up a shot gun and was holding it hid in front of him, but knowing the policeman would soon try and stop him, whipped quickly around with it, saying,"I'm really sorry about this Ben, but my brother needs me."and smacked the big man in the face with the butt of the gun, just hard enough to knock him out, and started moving towards the bank entrance before the man had even hit the ground.
No one seemed to notice him at first as he neared the door, but a moment later he heard people yelling out,"What are you doing? Whats he doing?
"You can"t go in there!"
" Somebody stop him!"
He quickened his steps and just as he heard someone running up behind him, reached the door and tried the handle, which luckily, thanks to the stupidity of the so-called criminal masterminds inside, had been left unlocked and entered the building.
"What the?"one of the men said in surprise, raising his gun and pointing it at Sam, who just continued walking calmly up to where his brother layed on the floor.
"Stay back boy, or I'll shoot you in that pretty little face of yours."he threatened, still shocked by the fact Sam had walked right in.
"I've come to get my brother."he stated calmly in reply,still walking towards them.
'What? Are you fucking crazy? You have to be to come in here. Are you a cop or something? I bet you are aren't you, thinking you can use the element of surprise to throw us off long enough for your buddies to come in and take us out."Roy said loudly.
"I am not a cop. like I said, I'm going to take my brother out of here. So we can do this the easy or the hard way."
"Your one stupid little prick."Roy remarked with a snide smile, and reaching for his gun, raised it intending to shoot Sam."Cockiness gets you killed boy."
As the man fired, Sam dropped to the floor, pulling his gun at the same time, and shot the man in the shoulder of the arm that held the gun, causing him to drop it and fall to the floor howling in pain.
"Hey!" he heard someone yell, and looked up just in time to see that some teenager had tackled the other man to stop him from shooting at Sam also.
Seeing the boy had knocked the gun from the mans hand, but was struggling with hime still, he quickly ran over to aid him,pulling the man off the teen before smacking him in the face with the butt
of his gun,knocking him out cold.
"Whoa dude, that was awesome."the teen said, looking at Sam almost reverantly as he helped him from the ground.
Seeing their captors were no longer a threat, the hostages started reacting, some running quickly out the door, while others moved slowly as if not believing that some young man had just walked right in and taken out the guys who'd held them there for the last day and a half.
After taking Roys gun from him, Sam instructed two of the more capable looking of the men to escort the two men outside, then rushed over to where Dean laid on the floor, the woman, and old man still with him, holding his hands, and dropped to his knees beside him.
"I take it you must be Sammy."Emma commented, looking closely at the tall handsome young man who knelt beside her.
"Yeah."he muttered in reply, not looking at her as his entire attention was focused on his brother."Dean?"he said softly as his eyes filled with tears at the sight before him."I'm here now, and I'm gonna take you out of this place. I'm sorry I took so long."
Emma gathered from his openly crying that Sam most be the polar opposite of his brother in the macho area, his eyes reflecting unmasked love for his brother, and she automatically felt shamed for thinking badly of him earlier.
Deans eyes seemed to clear, and he turned his head at the sound of his brothers voice, trying to focus them on him.
"S-sam?" he said, between pained gasps."R-really you?"
"Yeah Dean, it's really me."he replied softly leaning down to put his hand on his brothers face tenderly.
Dean smiled a litle, and then his eyes moved to look at Sam's arm, and he said,"Y-you're bleeding." with concern showing even through his pain.
Looking at his arm in confusion, Sam saw that it was indeed bleeding.
Stupid bastard must have grazed me, he thought to himself, after feeling it and seeing it was just a flesh wound, and I didn't even notice.
Turning his attention back to Dean, who had even though he was in such dire shape, noticed a little knick on Sam's arm, said, "Aw, thats nothing bro, doesn't even hurt. Now quit worrying about me. Time to get you out of here."and bent over to pick him up.
He'd gotten him halfway to the door when Dean suddenly started struggling in his arms, gasping and arching his back as he fought for breath.
"No, no, no, Dean. Don't do this."Sam pleaded as he quickened his pace, seeing his brothers face losing what little color it had left as he struggled."You've made it this long, don't you dare give up now!"
Suddenly his brother stopped moving as a look of acceptance came on his face and he looked at Sam, and said in a whisper,"Sorry,l-love you."and closed his eyes, his body going still.
"No!"Sam yelled, dropping to the ground outside and shaking his brothers body, sobbing."You can't leave me too Dean, Please!"he pleaded hugging him close while the crowd outside stood watching the heartwrenching scene in silence.
The emt's came over and tried to take Dean, but he wasn't going to let him go.
The woman from inside came over and put her arm aound thhe sobbing young man and said in a emotion filled voice,"Let them take him Sam. There's nothing else you can do."
After a minute of inner turmoil, Sam released his hold, and the men lifted his brother onto a gurney where they started efforts to revive him.
"He's going to pay for this."Sam announced into the woman's shoulder, where his face was buried, because in those few moments after Dean stilled, he had realized that this and all the bad things that had happened lately, were all John Winchesters fault and even without Dean, he was still going to find his father.
To kill him.
"Shh.Sam."she cooed to him, not knowing what he was talking about, and not caring. All she knew was he had just lost his brother, and she wasn't going to let him face it alone.
Suddenly she heard one of the EMT's announce,"We've got a pulse here.Lets get him loaded up!"
Sam stiffened at their words and turned around to see them putting Dean in the ambulance,an oxygen mask covering his face, with a look that was a mixture of disbelief and joy on his face.
Then he saw Ben making his way towards him, a huge bruise covering the side of his face, and knew he was in trouble.
"Sam."the man said, stopping to stand in front of him.
"Look, I'm sorry Ben."he said, still crying with relief at hearing the man say they's gotten a pulse. He knew it didn't mean his brother was going to make it, but it did give him some hope that a miracle could possibly happen."He was dying and I did what I had too, and I would do it again. So if you want to arrest me for loving him and not wanting him to die on the damn bank floor, then go right ahead, but please wait until I find out something one way or the other about him."he pleaded.
"Sam, I was just coming to see if you needed a ride to the hospital."Ben stated, putting his hand on his shoulder and giving him a look of understanding."Yeah, you did hit me, and lie to me, and I'm sure the list goes on, but the fact of the matter is this, you went in and single handedly did something that we would never had the balls to do, and even if it was incredibly stupid , reckless, and could have gotten you killed, it worked. Do you really think we'd arrest you after that?"
"Really? You mean I'm not in trouble?"he asked wiping his eyes on his shirt sleeve.
"Oh, you're in trouble alright, but all you'll get for it is a slap on the hand and a firm, Don't ever do that again. But thats only because you made our police force look like a bunch of stooges. But, that can wait, and personally, in this case I don't mind being a stooge in the least. Except for the nice throbbing in my face. Now come on. Lets get to the hospital."
Telling Emma goodbye quickly, ans her telling him she'd see him at the hospital. They got in his cruiser and headed to find out the fate of his brother.
TBC
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