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Bait

Chapter 16 – Snatched

The next time Sam woke up, he felt a pressure on his arm. Slowly opening his eyes, he smiled as he saw the head of his brother laying forward on the bed. Trying not to wake his brother, Sam tried to carefully pull his arm free. Unfortunately, his shoulder protested the movement and a small groan escaped his lips.

"Wha…Sam…you're awake!" Dean stretched and grimaced as his neck muscles complained from the unnatural position he had slept in.

"Sorry Dean…I was trying not to wake you."

"No problem bro'…nice to see you looking a little better! The doctor says you can go home tomorrow morning, but only if you're a good boy…but don't worry, I'm sure they'll let you out anyway." Dean smirked. He turned as Sam's nurse entered the room.

"Hello Sam…I don't know if you remember me, but I'm Lisa…I need to check your vitals and then we are going to be bringing in some dinner for you…are you hungry?" The nurse quickly checked Sam's vitals and smiled.

"Your fever is almost gone…I'm going to remove your IV and then we'll see about getting you some dinner!"

"Thanks" Sam said, as he looked at the nurse…something was tugging at his memory, but he couldn't quite remember.

Dean watched closely and was glad that Sam didn't have any more reactions to the nurse. He saw his brother flinch slightly when the nurse removed the IV, but otherwise, he seemed fine. "Mr. West, visiting hours will be over in an hour…I'll wait until then before giving your brother his shot." She turned and left the room before Dean could reply.

"Shot…what shot?" Sam asked looking at his brother for answers.

"Ummm…well, you kind of freaked out earlier when the pretty nurse tried to change your bandages…they are keeping you sedated so that you don't pull out your stitches." Dean knew Sam wouldn't be pleased, but he would feel better if Sam had something to help him get a good nights sleep.

"Dean…I don't need a shot…I'm fine…can't we get out of here now?" Sam pleaded. He hated hospitals, but for some reason, he felt the need to get out of here now.

"Sam, no…you need to get another shot of antibiotics and have your bandages changed. Another night of rest will do you good. Besides, I'll be here to watch your back…don't worry!"

Sam shrugged, he knew he wasn't going to win the argument. Sitting up, he swung his legs over the side of the bed and started to stand. He would have fallen if Dean hadn't been there to catch him. "Whoa…where do you think you're going?" Dean asked.

"To the little boy's room…do you want to join me?" The fluids they had pumped into Sam had finally hit him.

"No…but let me help you get there…no sense in taking a chance that you'll break open your stitches…unless you want to stay longer?" Dean laughed as Sam allowed him to help him to the bathroom. A few moments later, Dean helped him back into the bed.

Dean watched as Sam dug into his dinner. Well at least the kid's appetite hadn't been affected, he thought as he watched the food disappear. As Sam finished, they heard the announcement that visiting hours were over. Dean didn't miss the anxious glance he received from Sam as the nurse entered the room.

"Ok Sam, I'm going to give you two shots, the first will help you sleep and the second will help with the infection in your shoulder." Sam looked at Dean, the panic building as Lisa gently rolled Sam over onto his side.

"Here, let me help you with that" Dean said to the nurse as he gently pulled the covers down and exposed Sam's hip for the shots. He could feel his brother's muscles tense under his hand. Rolling Sam back over and pulling up the covers, he patted him on the shoulder. "See, that wasn't too bad was it?"

Sam grabbed his brother's hand and held tight. "Please Dean…please don't leave me here alone" Sam hated the weakness he heard in his voice, but he just couldn't face the nightmares that waited for him unless he knew his brother was close by.

Dean looked at the nurse before he responded. "Don't worry Sam…I'm not going anywhere…you just relax and get some sleep."

Linda smiled as she saw the young man relax under his brother's gaze. "Ok Dean, you can stay…I'll make sure they know at the desk. As soon as he's asleep, I'll need to come back and change his bandages one more time."

Dean watched as Sam slowly surrendered to the drug. He hoped his brother would avoid the nightmares that he knew always lurked in Sam's subconscious. Stretching his tired muscles, he heard his stomach growl…letting him know that he hadn't eaten since lunch.

Linda came back in with an orderly to change Sam's bandages. "Mr. West, this is going to take a few minutes…why don't you go to the cafeteria and grab a bite to eat. I'm sure you're brother won't wake up for quite awhile. The shot we gave him should keep him asleep for a couple of hours."

"Thanks Linda…I think I'll do that. I'll be back in 20 minutes." Linda smiled and started to change the bandages. A few moments later, she removed her gloves and nodded at the orderly. "That should do it for now…could you clean this up for me while I go check on the next patient…I'm running a little behind today." Linda asked as she hurried from the room.

"Sure thing…I'll be glad to help!" The orderly's smile changed to a sneer as the nurse left the room. "I'll help you Sammy boy…right into the grave!"

Acting quickly, Stephen went out into the hallway and grabbed a wheelchair. He placed Sam in the chair, covering him with a blanket to hide him from prying eyes as he wheeled him from the room. A few moments later, he grabbed Sam and dumped him into the back of the van. He looked at Sheila's haunted eyes before climbing in to the other side. "Look whose come to visit baby!" Stephen laughed as he drove off into the night.

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Dean finished eating the dry sandwich, washing it down with a bottle of water…he looked at his watch and decided he'd given them enough time to get Sam's bandages changed. A few moments later he entered Sam's room…but instead of his brother laying in bed sleeping, he found an empty bed.

Running out into the hallway, Dean searched for Linda. He spotted her exiting a room further down the hallway. "Linda…hey…what happened to Sam?"

Linda stopped and looked at Dean "What do you mean…he was sleeping when I left him not 10 minutes ago."

Both of them turned as they heard a low moan coming from the closet beside them. Dean cautiously opened the door to reveal a young man lying unconscious on the floor. Linda quickly entered and started to help the young man as Dean ran for the front of the hospital.

Dean frantically searched for any sign of his brother…but the parking lot was empty. "Shit…not again!" Dean pulled out his cell phone as he ran for his car. "Dad…you need to get back here…Stephen has Sam!"

TBC

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