Carry On My Wayward Son

Chapter Two - Collapse and Die

The story is set after the season finale. John will send Dean and Sam back out to find a way to destroy the demon. They will face many challenges along the way including one that may tear the brothers apart.

I DON'T own Sam, Dean, John, Megor the Impala. I DO own all of the OCs in this story.

The doctors were completely stunned. How could the Winchesters have survived this? It looked good for Dean and Sam, they were definitely in the clear. Their father, John, however, he wasn't doing to well, the blood loss was astonishing and their faith in his survival was low. Sam was transferred into Dean's room earlier that morning. Both had hopes of their father clinging to life. He hoped desperately that he would make it through. The pretty nurse made her way back to their room.

"Are you two feeling better?" She asked as she checked Dean's temperature. He had been fighting off a fever ever since the accident.

"You tell me," He said angrily. "How is my dad?" He asked. She merely looked at him before moving on to Sam. She took out a small flashlight and flashed it in his eyes. He blinked at her annoyed. "Hey! I asked you a question!" Dean yelled.

"Don't raise your voice! This is a hospital." She replied. "If you want to know how your father is you have to ask the doctor and I would change that attitude if I were you!" She said exiting the room. Dean rolled his eyes and turned to Sam.

"This hospital is filled with quacks!" He said. Sam looked out the window.

"What do you think happened to the guy that hit us?" Sam asked turning back to Dean. Dean shrugged.

"Who knows. He was probably a demon." Dean said angrily.

"What if he wasn't?" Sam asked.

"What does that matter? I just care about Dad and us and getting out of this place right now. Who cares about some crazy trucker?" He replied. Sam looked at Dean; he was really scratched up.

"Maybe you should rest. You lost a lot of blood." He informed his brother. Dean simply looked at him.

"Rest?" He pushed he's head back against his pillow. How could he rest if he didn't know if his dad was okay?

There was a knock on the doorway. It was the doctor. "Hello" He said walking into the room.

"Doctor, how is my dad?" Dean asked quickly. The doctor looked at him over his coke bottle glasses. He put his hand to Dean's forehead. Dean rolled his eyes.

"You seem fine." The doctor said. He walked to Sam.

"Hey, doctor! My Dad, how is he?" Dean said again.

The doctor checked Sam's vision, just as the nurse had done. He turned back to Dean. "Your father will be fine. He needs lots of bed rest, you all do."

"I thought you said I was fine?" Dean asked angrily.

"I said you seem fine. But appearances can be deceiving so we'll keep you here for a while." He replied walking to the door.

"We have something important to do." Sam said finally speaking up. Dean nodded.

"Well, the most important thing right now is getting better." The doctor said before leaving the room.

Sam shook his head. Dean glared after the doctor before shouting, "QUACK!"

Days went by and Sam started to wonder why no one had found them already. They were in the hospital and no one had seemed be a demon. It was definitely an odd few days. Dean was growing more and more restless.

"When are we getting out of here?" Dean asked impatiently.

"When they let us." Sam answered. "Have you noticed we haven't been attacked?" He asked. Dean looked at him.

"You are not serious? Who needs to be attacked when you have all these LUNATICS around!" He yelled so the nurses and doctors could hear him. "As far as I'm concerned they are a lot worst then Meg ever was."

"That is enough!" The nurse said walking into the room. "You two are officially…discharged!" She practically threw Dean off of his hospital bed.

"Lady, I have never been thrown off a bed in my life," He said regaining his balance. "But thank you." He said as he kissed the top of her head. He grabbed his clothes to go change out of his hospital rope. He emerged a few moments later fully dressed and with a huge smile. "I'm going to go check on dad. Hurry up and change Sammy!" He said walking out of the room. Dean walked to the nurse. "Excuse me?" He said patiently. She looked at him and rolled her eyes.

"What?" She said walking past him. He followed her.

"Well, where is my dad?" He asked. She turned to face him.

"3rd floor, 2nd room to the left. Room 304. If I ever see you in this hospital again," She said with her eyes burning into his. "I'm going to quit." She informed him. He smiled.

"Aw, thanks!" He patted her head and walked to the elevator.

"Dean!" Sam said running over to his brother. "Hold the elevator."

Dean waited for his brother to get in and then let the elevator close as he pressed the button for the 3rd floor. "Dad is in room 304." He informed Sam. They made their way to the room where John Winchester was being kept. He looked horrible. The truck had hit his side of the car so he had gotten the worst blow. "Dad." Dean said rushing over to his father. John managed to smile at him.

"Hey boys." He said feebly. "I'm glad you guys are okay. I heard you were driving that nurse up in the 5th floor nuts." He smiled at Dean.

"Yeah well, you know, sexual tension." Dean smiled. "She wanted me."

"She wanted you committed." Sam replied with a smiled.

"Whatever." Dean retorted. "So when are you getting out dad?"

"Not today, that's for sure." He sighed. "It seems they want to keep me here so I don't collapse and die." Dean and Sam looked at each other.

"Maybe you should stay." Sam said to their father.

"I thought you would say that." John replied. "I've been thinking and there is this one thing that can help us. There is this guy, David Foster; he's an old friend of mine. He's family was affected by all this too. His wife died. He still has his son and daughter. He was a hunter too. I need to go see him."

"You are staying here." Dean informed him. "We'll go find Foster. You stay, we'll bring him here."

"Dean," John started.

"We're calling the shots until you get better." Sam interrupted. John coughed. He looked at his sons, he was proud of them but scared for them at the same time.

"He's in a small town named Hope, TX. Look, you two be careful okay?" He said.

"Yes Sir." Sam said as Dean nodded. They left their father's room and walked to the elevator. They reached the ground floor when Dean told Sam he'd met him outside. Sam nodded and waited at the front of the hospital. Dean made his way back up to the 5th floor. He found the nurse as she walked out of a patient's room. "Hey, Nurse, " She turned to face him before she let out a long sigh. "Look, I just…I need a favor. Can you please check on my dad? My brother and I have to do something." The nurse frowned.

"He's not on my floor." She replied. Dean grabbed her hand.

"Please? He's all we have." He begged. She sighed.

"Fine." She nodded. Dean gave her his number. "Are you trying to hit on me?" She frowned.

"No, that's incase something happens with my dad." He answered. He gave her a smiled before he walked away saying, "I knew you wanted me!"

I hope you liked it. There is obviously more to come. I haven't updated in a long time because I've been going crazy with all of my stuff at school. Sorries. I'll try to update more often. I actually have a couple of chapters already writen they just need to be put up.