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The Sacrifice

Chapter three

"No…no, nothing's wrong." The doctor said as he looked down at the statue then over at Sam. "You cut yourself on this?"

"Yeah."

The doctor put the statue in the trashcan.

"Uh….actually I'd like to keep that." Sam said reaching toward the trashcan, but was blocked by the doctor.

"That thing could be loaded with bacteria."

"Yeah, but I could disinfect it."

The doctor looked over at Dean.

"I really think he should let me throw it away. The thing could be loaded with germs, even by soaking it in antibiotics some could survive."

"Just let him get rid of it Sam."

"Yeah but…."

"Sam it's just a kid's toy."

Sam decided not to argue, all he really wanted to do was get out of there.

"It's for the best." The doctor said as he removed the blood pressure cuff. "Now I'll need to take a blood sample, then I'll give you some antibiotics to hold you over till I get the results from the blood test back."

Before Sam could protest, the doctor grabbed his arm and withdrew a tube full of blood, then began to fill additional tubes.

"You need that much?" Sam asked then looked over at Dean who shrugged. It seemed like a lot of blood to Dean as well, but what did he know, he wasn't a doctor.

"Okay now I want to see you in a week or earlier if you still feel sick." The doctor ignored Sam's question about the amount of blood and put the tubes on his desk.

"We're only passing through Doc. We won't be here next week." Sam said.

"I'd really like to keep an eye on you. Infections can turn serious very quickly."

"He's right Sam."

"What about Dad? I thought we were going to head up to Oregon."

"It can wait Sam."

"Dean, Dad's trail's growing cold, we got to find him."

"Once we know this infection or what ever it is you picked up is gone… we'll find him."

"Look… why don't you head on out, I can catch up with you later. I'll take a bus, or rent a car."

The doctor looked over at Dean.

"That's a good idea; once I'm sure we've gotten rid of all the bacteria in your brother's system I'll send him on his way. If you have business in Oregon, there's no reason for both of you to stay here. If he needs a place to stay, and if money is a problem, I could find him a cheap room here in town."

"No, that's okay. I'll wait with him." Dean had an uneasy feeling about the doctor but he couldn't quite put his finger on it, and there was no way he was leaving Sam stranded alone in a strange town when he wasn't feeling well. He saw a flash of disappointment on the doctor's face which he quickly tried to hide.

"Okay….let me go get you some antibiotics." The doctor disappeared into a back room.

Sam glanced over at Dean and could tell something was wrong.

"What's up with you?"

"Nothing."

"Dean, I can tell something's bothering you."

"I don't know…the doctor just…" Dean shook his head slightly he really didn't know what to say or why he had an uneasy feeling. "There's just something about him I don't like." Dean knew that with all the hunting they did he had learned to be suspicious of anyone they didn't know.

"Well there's usually something about most people you don't like…." Sam said grinning over at his brother. "What is it this time?" He knew it took a while for Dean to warm up to anyone unless it was a pretty girl. He had learned a long time ago that Dean was suspicious of anyone he didn't know, and sometimes he had a good reason to be. Before Dean could answer him the doctor walked back into the room

"Now I want you to take two of these every four hours." He handed Sam a bottle of pills. "And I want you to drink this before you go to bed for the next three nights, starting tonight. It will help you sleep but it also will help lower your blood pressure. You know you should get that checked by your family doctor…. Take two of the pills now while I get that splinter out of your finger. I also want to warn you that you may feel worse for a few days until the pills kick in but that's to be expected." He then handed Sam a bottle of liquid and a glass of water to take the pills. "I want to see you back here in a week."

Outside

"Sorry." Sam said as they walked toward the car.

"For what?"

"For getting sick. … We can't afford this Dean….doctor visits….staying at the motel for another week. If you didn't notice, our money if going down fast."

"Yeah I noticed. No problem though…we go back to that bar we ate at last night and I do a little pool hustling."

"Last time you did that you almost got the crap kicked out of you in the parking lot after we left."

"Well….this time I won't."

"Yeah…well I guess we really don't have a choice…"

"Okay, here's what we'll do. I'll go in and play a couple of games then you come in and challenge me. You beat me and I'll sit out for a while then you leave and get something to drink. The next guy that takes the table I'll challenge him and we'll take it from there."

"You know those guys last night at the bar don't look like the type that will take kindly to losing."

"Well, we just got to take their money and get out of there before they realize how much they lost."

Sam smiled but then suddenly winced in pain and put his hand up to his head, he quickly turned away from Dean hoping he hadn't noticed, but he had.

"What's wrong?"

"Just a headache." When he saw Dean's worried look he added. "It's not that bad."

"You sure you're okay? I don't need you passing out at the bar. I could take you back to the motel and you can sit this one out."

"I'm fine Dean. Let's go."

TBC