Benny looked back at the door to the shop where Ash was standing, "Call an ambulance!"
Ash ran back inside and dialed 911 and told them that they had a man shot and the address before hanging up and running outside with some clean shop rags.
"Keep the pressure on the abdominal wound, those are usually the worst, seems it may have clipped his lung." Benny said, quickly going over the slim amount of medical knowledge he had.
"Benny, I hear the sirens, they're nearly here, will he make it till they get him to the hospital?" Ash asked, looking over his shoulder to see the ambulance coming up the street.
"Keep pressure on that wound, Ash, and he'll make it, Dean's a tough son of a gun."
"There's bullet holes in the impala and the wounds are all through and through, you sure he's not gonna bleed out Benny?" Ash asked, glancing back at the ambulance as it pulled up.
"I'm sure cause if he dies I'm gonna pull him back myself." Benny declared, determination in his eyes.
The EMT'S rushed over pushing a gurney.
"What's the patients status?"
"Stable, though he's still bleeding out pretty fast. But Dean's a fighter and these aren't the first bullet wounds he's received." Benny said, "He's got three bullet wounds, one to the shoulder, hip, and his abdominal cavity. I believe it's clipped his lung from the blood on his mouth."
"Okay boys, we are on borrowed time, we need to get going Garth. Quicker we get him to the hospital, quicker we can get him healed. One of you will need to stay here to explain the body to the cops." The EMT said.
"I'll stay, I'll call Bobby and ask him to bring Dean's badge and the wanted book, there's gotta be more to this than a gun show." Ash said.
"Right, let's get him on the stretcher Meg. Don't jostle him too much." Garth said.
"I'm gonna kick Alfie's ass for calling in today." Meg muttered as they moved to the ambulance. "You can jump in the back with him." She said, looking at Benny. "Garth, I'm gonna hook up an IV and an ET and get a blood transfusion started now, you better not wreck."
Benny looked back at Ash, "Don't let Sam and them find out till Dean's awake, I don't want seven foot of sasquatch freaking out until Dean's awake to calm him down."
Ash nodded, "I'm gonna get Bobby here then head to the Roadhouse to tell Ellen what's going down, gonna be a pain in the ass getting her to help me keep Sam and Jess busy."
Benny nodded, "Thanks bub." He hopped into the back of the ambulance with Meg, closing the doors behind him.
Benny sighed as he looked down at Dean, "You better pull through this."
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Bobby pulled up to the shop and got out of his Chevelle and headed over to Ash and the cops. "Ash, what's goin on?"
"Mr. Singer, I'm Sheriff Victor Hendrickson with the Lawrence Police Department. We're here about a shooting that happened between one Dean Winchester and Gordon Walker. Walker's dead and Winchester is in the hospital. We're trying to figure out what exactly happened here." Hendrickson said, pushing his hat back.
Bobby frowned, "Gordon Walker has a bounty on his head in ten states, including this one. I got Dean's badge in my glove compartment and a book with all the current bounties over the country. Give me a minute."
He went back to his car and duh around, pulling out Dean's badge and bounty license before grabbing the bingo book.
"Here ya go. Dean's retired but I keep his badge current. His father was a well known bounty hunter and he took a bullet from Gordon for Dean. Here's Gordon's page," he turned to a page with a wanted picture of Gordon and his offences, "I'm sure Gordon wanted some payback and threatened his family. Dean don't kill unless they're drug into it."
Ash nodded, "Yeah, he and Benny always talked about their hunting days together and Benny always complained about Dean being too soft on their bounties. But once Dean would turn away Benny talked about the ones who threatened Sam and let's just say I got a healthy dose of respect for Dean."
Hendrickson looked over the paperwork and nodded, "Seems everything is in order. I'll have to go type up the report. Do you mind if I return this to you at a later date?" He asked, showing the badge and license, "I'll need them to file my report and get the reward money out to Dean."
"As long as I get em back I don't see a problem." Bobby said, "Now, can we go, we got people we need to tell."
Hendrickson nodded and let them leave, heading back to his car.
"Get in the car, idjit." Bobby said, getting in the driver's seat.
Ash rushed around the car, "We need to go to the Roadhouse. Benny said to not let Sam know till Dean was awake so we'll need Ellen and Jo's help to keep them distracted."
Bobby sighed and watched as the medical examiner took the body away. "Fine, but as soon as Dean's awake we're leaving."
"Sounds like a plan."
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"We need a trauma room, stat!" Meg yelled as her and Garth wheeled Dean in with Benny behind them.
"What do we have?" A nurse asked as she ran up.
"Adult male, 26, three bullet wounds to the upper body, all through and through. One clipped his lung and he's bleeding into his lung. Next to a black impala when shooting happened so there may be residue off of the vehicle in his wounds. Multiple light abrasions suggest he attacked his shooter. Place of shooting was an auto shop so there may be foreign material in wounds that could cause infection."
"Get him up to medical bay three!" The nurse yelled, calling a few other nurses over, "Paging Doctor MacLeod, paging Doctor MacLeod, we have an emergency in the trauma bay, please report to med bay three."
"It's Crowley, Doctor Crowley." The man said, rushing up to them. He looked at Dean and rolled his eyes, "Of course it's a Winchester, always a bloody Winchester. Charlie, deal with him," he pointed at Benny, "Meg, Garth, continue on. Linda, Pamela, Aaron, and Ronald, you're with me."
Charlie looked over at Benny, "Is he your boyfriend?"
Benny looked at her for a moment before chuckling, "God no, he's my bud, best friends since middle school and we saved each others asses more than a few times when we were hunters."
"Hunters? Like in the book series Supernatural? Do you guys hunt the supernatural? Because you know they've been doing the genetic mash ups for nearly thirty years now and while I know not all of them are good, not all of them are bad I mean my girlfriend has a tail and tiny horns and stuff."
"Nah, we were bounty hunters. Been retired for about two years now. Other things came up so we headed here and brought Ash in and now we're running the most successful auto shop in the central time zone." Benny said with a proud smile.
Charlie grinned, "Thank God, because I don't want you guys going after my girlfriend, that tail is hot."
Benny laughed and relaxed a bit. The doctor seemed to know what he was doing and the nurse was pretty funny.
Dean was definitely going to pull through.
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Bobby and Ash pulled up to the roadhouse to see Sam's car sitting out front.
"I'll distract Sam and Jess, you grab Ellen and Jo and tell them what's going on. We're gonna need everyone we can get in on this to keep it from Sam and Jess." Bobby said, sliding out of the car.
Ash nodded and followed Bobby in. While Bobby went straight to Sam and Jess, and surprisingly Emma, Ash walked up to Ellen and jo. "Hey, can I talk to you guys in the office?"
Ellen raised a brow before motioning for Jo to follow him, "I'm gonna see if anyone needs anything then I'll be back there, don't touch anything."
Ash nodded and walked into the room and leaned against the wall.
"What's going on, ash? Sam said that you, Benny, and dean were going to be at the shop till late." Jo said, leaning against the desk as they waited on Ellen.
"Somethin came up so I called Bobby. I'll tell ya in a minute." Ash said, sighing.
Jo rolled her eyes, "Ash, just come out and say it. Mom's probably gonna be out there for a bit, especially with Bobby here, you know how they chatter."
The door opened and Ellen walked in, frown on her face, "Bobby said it was pretty important what you had to say and shooed me away."
Ash nodded as Ellen walked between him and Jo and took a seat at her desk.
"So, what is it?" Ellen asked as she took a seat.
Ash sighed, "Dean got shot." Ellen and Jo gasped but Ash continued, "Guy who did it's dead, Dean knifed him. From what Bobby said, it's the same guy, Gordon Walker, who killed John back then. We're tryin to keep it from Sam at the moment, considerin he'll raise all kinds of hell if he can't get near dean. Once dean's out of the operatin room I'm gonna tell Sam but we're waitin. Bullet nicked dean's lung so it could be a bit if they decide to fix it."
"Do you know how he's doing?" Ellen asked, looking worried.
"From what Benny said they had to put in an endotracheal tube because he started coughin up blood on the ride to the hospital. Benny's got one of the nurses with him, said that the surgery should only take a couple of hours at most but it's mainly on whether Dean's strong enough to live or not." Ash explained, sighing. "He'll be in the hospital for a week at least though. Sam's not gonna want to leave Dean's side and Benny, Bobby, and I'll be workin on the impala, that'd be one less thing for Dean to worry about. Have to keep the shop up and runnin as well. You guys will be busy taking care of the Roadhouse so we'll have to find someone to take care of Emma while all this is goin on."
"I could take the week off to take care of Emma." Jo suggested. "A week wouldn't hurt anything."
"You're working to pay for college, you are not taking a week off." Ellen said, glaring at Jo.
"But who's going to take care of Emma then?"
Ash sighed, "We'll find someone. We should get back out there, before Sam starts suspectin somethin."
They headed back to the main room of the Roadhouse just as someone walked through the door. Jo walked up to them and smiled, "Hey, welcome to the Roadhouse, sit wherever you'd like and I'll be there to get your drinks in a minute."
The man nodded, a slight smile on his face, "Thank you." He steered the girl with him towards a booth when they spotted Sam. "Samuel?"
Sam looked up, "Oh, hey Cas." He said, smiling before it shifted to a frown, "It's Sam, I thought I told you that."
"Ah, apologies."
"So, what brings you here Cas?"
"Claire wanted to eat here for dinner."
"Dad burned it." Claire explained before she spotted Emma. "Emma!"
Emma looked up and saw Claire and smiled, "Claire!"
Sam and Cas watched as Claire and Emma went on about something before they both turned to Sam.
"Can Emma stay the night over at my house tonight?" Claire asked.
Sam blinked, "Uh, I think we should ask-"
"It'll be fine, Sam. He's already said it was alright." Bobby butted in, seeing a chance to get Emma out of the way for a little while while they took care of Dean.
Sam frowned, "If you're sure then I don't see a problem with it. Are you okay with this Cas?"
Cas nodded, "Yes, it would be good for them to spend some time outside of school together."
Ash walked over, "Flower-boy! You takin little Emma?"
"I'm not little!" Emma pouted, looking exactly like Dean at that moment.
"Oh, of course, so sorry." Ash said, holding his hands up in surrender, "So, her dad's gonna have to catch up on some work and be working late all week, think you'd be up for taking care of her till Friday?"
Emma squealed in happiness while Claire turned puppy dog eyes on Cas.
"I...suppose. As long as her parents are alright with it then I see no problem with it." Cas said, sighing as the girls squealed and jumped up and down in delight.
Sam laughed, "Well, good luck to you. Why don't you sit down and eat with us? I'm sure you'd like to meet everyone."
Cas shook his head, "I couldn't intrude..."
"You're not, come on, sit down and eat with us." Jess insisted. "Besides, I'm curious about you."
Cas tilted his head in confusion, "Curious about me? Why?"
"Well, for starters, I'm curious how you manage to get my favorite flower to grow so easily. I've never seen such beautiful freesia!" Jess gushed.
Cas smiled and took a seat and soon enough, he was talking and laughing with the rest of them like he belonged.
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It was two hours later when Doctor Crowley walked out to Benny.
Benny stood up and approached him, "How's he doin?"
"He'll be fine, I'm sure. Winchester's are always the most stubborn. I treated him and his brother, even his mother and father when they lived around here years ago. Was just starting out and thought that I had lost his mother on the operating table, she was flatlined for a few moments, and she came back. Soon as she woke up she tore me a new one. Not something I tend to forget." Crowley muttered, "Anyways, onto the squirrel. He's hooked up to a respirator for the remainder of the night to make sure his breathing returns to normal and that he gets the correct amount of oxygen into his system. He's being moved into a room at the moment. Room 260. Give it about ten minutes, grab some coffee, something to eat. He'll be in there when you get there. He's going to be on morphine for the next day or two before we take him off of it."
"He can't be on morphine!" Benny exclaimed, causing Crowley to glare at him.
"He needs the morphine and it wasn't a restricted medicine on his papers. Why the bloody hell could he not be on morphine?" Crowley asked.
"He was addicted to it when we first became bounty hunters. John got him hooked to it when Dean was in the hospital after one of the bounties shot him a few times. John pumped it up as high as it would go so he could get Dean out of there. Think he stole some of the morphine too. Dean was hooked on it for a couple of months before I finally got him off of it. He hasn't been back to the hospital since then. Haven't had a reason to put it on his file. He's got a high pain tolerance and shouldn't need the morphine anyways." Benny explained.
Crowley rolled his eye and cursed under his breath, something about 'bloody Winchesters', before calling a nurse over. "Get Dean Winchester off the morphine and write in his medical history that he has a past addiction to it. Start him on a dose of ibuprofen till he wakes up. Once he's awake we'll talk with him and see what he should be switched to."
The nurse nodded and walked away.
Crowley sighed and looked back at Benny, "Bloody Winchester's always making my work more difficult."
Benny grinned, "Sorry bout that bud, but can't have Dean getting addicted again."
Crowley rolled his eyes, "Go see the squirrel and get out of my hair." He turned and walked away as Benny chuckled behind him.
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"Hello?"
"Ash, it's Benny. Dean's out of surgery and on a pretty high dosage of ibuprofen. Room 260 at Lawrence Hospital. Tell the others, visiting hours are over soon. And don't bring Emma."
Ash nodded, "Right, got it Benny. Be there ASAP."
Ash hung up the phone and looked over to where Sam was talking with Cas. Cas and the others were getting ready to leave. He'd have to wait till they were out of the Roadhouse before he told them. He looked over at Ellen and motioned towards the back.
She followed him over and he explained the situation.
"I can get them out of here pretty quick." Ellen said, looking over at the others before quickly walking over, "Alright guys, I'm gonna lock up. I'm having company over at the house tonight and need to get over there."
Cas nodded, "I'm sorry for keeping you so late. Claire, Emma, come along."
"Cas! I need clothes!" Emma said, looking from Cas to Sam.
Jo stepped up, "How about I take Emma home to get some clothes and drop her off at your place Cas?"
Cas nodded, "That would be great." He grabbed a pen and paper from his trench coat pocket and quickly wrote down his address and handed it to Jo. "I'll see you there."
Emma pouted, "Can't I go with them?"
Jo looked down at Emma, "Will you be alright with whatever clothes I pick out?"
Emma scrunched up her face before shaking her head. Jo laughed and they followed Cas out of the Roadhouse.
As soon as they were gone Ash looked at Sam and Jess before looking at Ellen and Bobby who both shook their heads. He took a deep breath and sat down across from Sam. "Uh, not sure how to tell you but... Dean's in the hospital."
Sam tensed up and looked over at Ash, shock clear on his face, "What?! Why?! When!?"
Ash sighed, "It happened about three hours ago. He was shot by a guy called Gordon-"
"Gordon's in town and you let Emma leave without me!?" Sam yelled, standing up.
Bobby rolled his eyes and slapped the back of Sam's head, "Sit down ya idjit! Let him finish!"
Sam frowned and took his seat, glaring at Ash, "You better have a good reason for waiting to tell me."
Ash nodded, "Look, Dean was shot by Gordon but Dean killed Gordon. Gordon managed to nick Dean's lung otherwise we wouldn't've taken him to the hospital. We didn't tell ya because we knew you'd be worried out of your mind till ya could see Dean again and Benny just called to tell me that Dean's out of surgery. He's in room 260 at the hospital."
Sam nodded and got up, Jess following behind. "Meet ya'll at the hospital." He said before walking out the door.
Ash sighed, "I'm gonna go with ya to the hospital to get Benny. We'll take a cab back to the shop. We gotta get to work on the impala before Dean's out of the hospital. Which means we gotta find a replacement door and fix the interior along with the glass."
Bobby nodded, "I should have a couple of doors for the impala back in the yard if ya guys wanna go diggin for it. If the spotlights are damaged though, I don't got those on hand. You'll have to search for those."
Ash nodded, "Alright. Well, we should get to the hospital. Sam's probably already there knowin him."
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Benny heard the boots running across the floor before he spotted Sam but as soon as Sam rounded the corner into the room, Benny got out of the way.
"He's gonna be asleep for the rest of the night, Sam." Benny said, sighing as Sam immediately started looking Dean over.
Of course he was ignored by Sam. He rolled his eyes and looked at Jess as she walked in. "Hey Jess."
"Benny," Jess said, smiling, "How is he?"
"Well, the doctor put him on morphine, which I immediately told him to get Dean off of it. Dean's on a pretty high dose of Ibuprofen right now instead. They said he should be off of it tomorrow and put on a lower dose for a little while. He's going to be on the respirator for the rest of the night though, till they know he can keep the oxygen levels himself." Benny explained as he watched Sam get onto the small hospital bed beside Dean.
Bobby and Ellen walked in a few minutes later.
"Benny, Ash's waitin on ya outside. He's callin a cab. Think we'll be able to take it from here. Thanks for keepin an eye on him."
"He's my best bud, course I'll keep an eye on him. Might wanna watch Sam there, he's not layin on the side with the hurt lung so he should be good but there's two bullet wounds on the side he's layin on so might wanna make sure he doesn't open them again." Benny explained to Bobby and Ellen before waving and leaving, "See ya later."
Bobby sighed and took a seat on the chair, leaving the small couch in the pretty big room, for a hospital room, for Ellen and Jess. "Sam, I know ya heard what Benny said, be careful."
Jess sighed, "I hope Dean's better by tomorrow... I don't like seeing him like this."
"I'm just hoping that Sam won't open the wounds." Ellen muttered, glancing back at Sam and Dean.
"He won't. This ain't the first time that he's been like this. Sam and Dean usually end up overprotective of each other for a while after they get hurt. There was one time when Sam and Dean both jumped off the roof; Sam broke his arm and Dean took him to the hospital on his bike handlebars. Nearly punched the doctor and John in the face when they tried to get close to Sam after he was all patched up." Bobby said, rolling his eyes at the memory.
"How old were they when that happened?" Jess asked, curious. Sam didn't really talk about his childhood much.
"Think Dean was nine so Sam would've been about five. John was out on a bounty and they were at the hotel alone. Dean practically raised Sam. They're nest mates so it's not that surprisin." Bobby explained, "Or that's what Dean explained their relationship as..."
"Dean simplified it a lot." Sam said from where he was curled around Dean. "While we are brothers it's more complicated than that... We both have nicknames for each other, I'm sure you guys have noticed Dean calling me Sammy and me calling Dean Dee. They're nicknames but so much more." Sam sighed, "It's difficult to explain but the nicknames are similar to what birds do, they have different sounds for the others close to them and each sound varies for what that bird means to them. To me, Dee means protector, savior, warmth, home, older brother, trusted one, incomparable, amusement, and a type of platonic love. Even then it doesn't really convey everything it really means. Each time I call Dean Dee it's conveying all of that to him and so much more. We don't express our emotions that much between us outwardly. Using those nicknames are quick ways to convey that and all the emotions that we're feeling right then. It's why I get so upset when other people call me Sammy. They're taking away all the meaning of the word and the feeling that Dean convey's to me when they use it."
Bobby frowned, "I didn't realize that you two had so many bird like traits. I knew about the birthin for you two and what your parents did but I didn't realize that this much had crossed over too."
Sam shrugged, "It's not something that many people understand. I mean, there's only been, what, about 50 cases of what happened to us in the World and most of them are dead now."
"Wait, what are you talking about? You never mentioned any of that to me." Jess said, looking hurt.
"It's not really something we like mentioning Jess... and it's easy enough to hide." Sam explained.
"They don't like talkin about it because it's how their mother died." Bobby said, which got Ellen's attention. "Mary was kidnapped way back when and was only released when she agreed to give something up to an experiment. They took two of her eggs and some of John's sperm and genetically modified it. They kept one longer than the other and that's how Sam and Dean came into play."
"I can't really remember much of what all happened but Dean has some memories of our time in the lab..." Sam muttered which caused Bobby to sit up.
"How can he remember that? He didn't even, technically, exist then." Bobby asked.
"Not really all that sure to be honest. He usually just brushed me off when I asked or changed the subject. He doesn't really like talking about the lab..." Sam mentioned, looking down at Dean and curling up next to him again.
Jess cleared her throat, "S-so Sam, what does Dean convey when he calls you his nickname for you?"
Sam grinned, "A lot more than he would ever say. The name conveys protected, precious, most valued, home, little brother, trusted, strength, little one, platonic love, and so much more. There isn't really enough words to describe what the names mean to us really."
Jess smiled, "It's nice that you two have that bond though."
"Well... we really needed it when we were younger, Dean even more than me." Sam said, "Anyways, can we talk about something else?"
Bobby nodded before looking over at Jess and spotting the ring, "So, ya finally popped the question?"
Jess smiled widely, "Yes! He did! It was great. We went to the park and had a picnic and he got down on one knee and afterwards he gave me the most beautiful flowers I've ever seen!"
"Yeah, Cas suggested most of them. Dean said it was an engagement present though." Sam said, blushing as he admitted to not picking them out.
Jess smiled, "Awe, I knew he liked me. Think we can convince him to help with the wedding preparations?"
"Well, considering he's not going to be able to do much heavy lifting and strenuous activity for a while I'm sure we'll be able to convince him to help. If nothing else I can talk him into setting up the music for the reception." Sam said.
Jess frowned, "Are you sure he should do the music? I don't really want Metallica at the wedding."
"Trust me. Dean should pick the music for the wedding. We can lay down some guidelines on what not to play and he'll respect it. Besides, he'll probably try to sabotage everything but the music. He'll try to convince us to have a pie instead of cake, I just know it." Sam explained.
Bobby rolled his eyes, "I'm sure he'll manage to convince one of ya to get a pie for the reception, even if it's just on the table." He looked at the clock, "Visiting hours are over in a few minutes. Guess me and Ellen will take off. Jo will be here tomorrow. I'm sure Jody'll want to come by too. Pick up a phone when he wakes up and call us. We'll bring ya both a change of clothes tomorrow."
Ellen walked over and gave Sam a hug and brushed a small kiss along the top of Dean's head before giving Jess a hug too, "We'll be by late tomorrow, I'll have to close the Roadhouse before coming over but I won't be able to come over before then. But you two better get some sleep tonight. I'll ask some nurses to bring in some extra blankets."
"Thank you Ellen." Jess said, seeing that Sam had curled back up to Dean and fallen asleep. "I'll watch over them till tomorrow."
"You better get some rest too, Jess. You've had a busy day too." Bobby said, frowning at her, "I'll tell the nurse to check up on all of ya'll every once in a while."
Jess smiled, "Thank you guys, really."
"It's no problem, you're family." Bobby said before nudging Ellen, "Come on, let them sleep. Ya need to get home to Jo anyways."
"Good night guys." Jess said as she turned back into the room. She looked over at Sam and Dean and smiled before laying down.
AN:/:
So, there is going to be a bit of Genetic mutations in this story and it will come into play more as the story progresses and it will all be explained! Don't knock it until you understand what's going on.
There will be no Wincest in this fic, just Sam and Dean with a very codependent platonic relationship.
Also, I will be making this a small series. I'm going to have a spin off of this that goes over Sam and Dean's childhood. It may be a while before I get it up though. I plan on working on it when I get the inspiration.
Also, chapter titles will be from the Song 'I'll Be Your Honey Bee' By Blake Shelton and may or may not have any significance to the story or plot. I just thought the song fit this fic.