Secrets and Lies, Reunion, Sam

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Sam nervously shifted in his seat, absentmindedly spinning Dean's ring on his finger. 'where is dean, what is taking the doctor so long' looking around, he found that he could not see any more than he could a minute before. The doctor had brought him here then left, asking him to wait. 'all i do is wait' He jumped when the door opened, stood when two men walked in, shook their hands when introduced, just going through the motions, he was anxious to see his brother.

"So you say you are our patient's brother," the first doctor, Coizer, said, "As I mentioned earlier, I am his psychologist, and this is his primary medical doctor, Dr. Benson. We have been on he case since he was brought in," looking down, shifting through the pages in the folder on the desk, "almost two months ago."

"What? Two months?" Sam stared at the doctor in front of him. "But the flyer was printed only thrityfour days ago. What do you mean, two months?" confusion and anguish heavy in his voice. 'he was here that morning and i left him, fiftyone days, i left him' Sam's guilt grew exponentially. 'dean must think that i abandoned him'

The second doctor, Benson, said, "Yes, it has been just over seven weeks and yes, the flyers are only one month old. But what you must realize is that our patient was in real bad shape when he was brought in. Do you not know how long your brother has been missing?"

Ignoring the accusation in the doctor's tone, "My brother has been missing for fiftyone days and fifty nights. We were on a road trip cross country going to Califoria to meet our dad, when something happened. I don't know what, I guess we were in a fight because when I woke up in the desert I had cuts and bruises. When I found the car Dean was nowhere," Sam was babbling and could not stop, "I came here that morning, a nurse told me that the only man brought in had been in a car accident. We were not in a car accident." His eyes glazed over as he remembered that morning.

Dr. Benson was looking through his notes again, "Ah, yes, Nurse Boien took the notes, she has very poor shorthand, I can see how the notes could have been misinterpreted."

"'Misinterpreted'? I could have been here helping my brother instead of running all over Hell's half acre looking for him," Sam's voice was rising with his anger, "I have wasted fiftyone miserable days searching, worrying, and praying that he was okay. I have wasted too much time. Where is he? Where is Dean?" he was standing by the time he finished, he wanted to get to his brother and explain how sorry he was for leaving him.

"Sit down, Mr.-" Dr. Coizer read the driver's licence, "Remington, this is not getting us anywhere. We are not here to accuse, we just want to get the facts. I called the police when I was notified you were here, they will want a statment when they arrive. As I have said before, there is an investigation into this case and any information will be of help."

"Sam, call me Sam," he sat down, almost embarrassed, he felt used up, worthless.

After both doctors had reviewed the documents that Sam had given them earlier, Dr. Coizer contiuned, "Well Sam, it looks like you have all the information needed to authenicate your's and your brother's identities. I would like to ask you some questions before we go see your brother."

"Sure, fine," Sam would give anything to see Dean.

"First of all, we are not used to referring to your brother as 'Dean,'" Dr. Benson started, "we were under the impression that his name was 'Sam.' That is the only name we had to go by, the trucker who brought him in gave it and he did not dispute it... but I digress, if you were attacked, why did you not report it or come in to get treated?"

"Like I said before, I had some minor cuts and bruises, nothing major. I was worried about my brother, I could not find him," Sam did not want to go into the bruising at his crotch. Though he could not remember any sexual attack, he did not think it was necessary. At that moment, he felt a sense of dread, 'what if dean...' he could not finish the thought.

"Let me tell you, you got off lucky, your brother on the other hand did not fare so well. As you can see from these pictures," the doctor passed Sam several photos,"the flyers could not have been put out any earlier, you could not tell who or what he looked like," Dr. Benson gave a run down of Dean's injuries and the treatment he had received. "In addition, your brother was raped repeatedly over several hours. Are you sure you were not attacked?"

"No, not me, I think I would have remembered that. Is there any evidence of how many there were?" Sam sat there stunned at the brutality of it all. 'if i got away, why did i not help dean? was my attack more vicious than I thought and I passed out?'

"There was only one doner and he has not been identified in the system, but our system is ten years out of date. All of the evidence has been sent to the state crime lab," Dr. Benson finished.

Dr. Coizer took over, "As you will see, while his physical wounds have healed, I am afraid his psychological wounds will take more time. Other than today, he has not spoken since that first morning. In light of what we now know, he must have been calling out for you, not his name, at that time. He suffers nightmares in which he speaks in Latin or pleads for help. The Latin we found out about from one of the orderlies here who is taking classes at university. I was hoping you could shed some insight. But this is not the time," getting up from his chair, "How about we go see your brother? I have to say he was quite adament about seeing you."

Breaking into a sad smile, "Yeah, that's Dean." Sam could not wrap his mind around what had happened to his older brother, could not absorb all of that the doctors had told him. 'attacked, raped, brutalized' His could not comprehend the horror. 'no wonder you did not call, i am sorry dean' His mind was sobbing with grief for his brother. 'fiftyone fucking days, and i left you deal with this all alone'

Sam blindly followed Dr. Coizer into the lift, Dr. Benson was going to his rounds he mentioned before. He barely registered what the doctor was saying on the ride to the forth floor. 'this has got to be the slowest lift on the planet' irritated at the delay. His thoughts were interupted by the doctor's pager going off. Sam noted the doctor frowned, looking worried, but did not call the number.

The doors opened a moment later, Sam saw that the fourth floor looked like the first, except for there were a lot more nurses and orderlies. As he stepped off the lift he saw who he thought was his older brother over the doctor's shoulder. The man was standing pressed up against the far wall, looking panicked. When their eyes met, Sam knew that was Dean.

"DEAN!" he yelled, he heard his brother yell his name at the same time, filled with raw emotion, and saw him rush forward. Sam pushed past Dr. Coizer, again he was almost swallowed by his feelings, this time it was joy at finally finding his brother. 'i found you, i am here, i am so sorry i left you, dean'

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