By: chocolate rules
(Post Devil's Trap) Chapter 2: Alone?
Sam was stitched up and the paling stopped as soon as he was placed on the incubator. After three days, he woke up. His eyes were heavy and his ears were fine tuned. Every beep made him wince against the loud intrusion. He slowly slit his eyes open and found him self in the white walled room that most defiantly was held in a hospital.
There was a rather ok looking woman checking his vitals to his right. She tapped the machines and jotted notes down into what he presumed was his file. Since he had yet to speak or make any sudden movements, she had yet to know that he was awake. She started humming some unknown tone and Sam found himself wishing to tell her to stop. For some reason, though, he didn't. He watched as she jotted and tapped and hummed and found all of it quite relaxing.
And then he felt weird, being all quiet and worked on with no real recognition to well him. He felt like he was helpless and he really wasn't in the position to want to feel like that.
"Hey," Sam started with a rater raspy voice. The nurse jumped some and turned to look at him.
"Oh my God! " She started with her hand over her heart. "Mr. Calder, you scared me!" she accused. Sam just stared at her and wondered if she was like this at all times, because he'd need to find a transfer nurse if that was the case.
He then led to wondering what the hell he was doing in a hospital. He was suddenly very aware that his father and brother were not in the room and that he was alone and in a hospital. And had that woman called him Mr. Calder?
"What happened?" Sam asked. His voice, raspy once more, threw her back into her work. She walked over to the call button and pressed it, setting the file aside at the side table.
"You were in an accident, but I'll let the doctor tell you all of that. You just take it easy now." She smiled at him and he thought that maybe she wasn't too bad.
A few moments after that, the door to Sam's ICU room opened. In came a forty something year old man that was at least five inches shorter than Dean.
"Mr. Calder, I'm Dr. William Landis." The man said as he entered and went to Sam 's bedside. He took the files and once again glanced over everything and handed it back to the nurse.
"Mr. Calder," Dr. Landis started.
"Sam," was his raspy response. Dr. Landis nodded.
"Sam, you had an accident. What in all do you remember?" asked Dr. Landis staring at his patient.
"I was in my car with my brother and my dad and then…everything went black. Where's are they? I've got to see them." Sam said through a soaring throat.
The doctor noticed this and then went and got him a glass of water. Sam was very thankful and slowly drank the liquid.
"Sam, you seemed to be mistaken. You were in a car crash, yes. But, I'm afraid you were alone. A drunk driver crashed into your passenger side and its really lucky that you were alone because whoever would have sat there would not have made it out alive. Now, all seems well here. Would you like me to call your family and have them came for you?"
Sam was frozen. He was alone? How could he be alone? Where was Dean? And where was Dad? What the hell? What was going on? Sam started breathing heavy as so many thoughts raced through his mind. Dr Landis walked closer to him and was saying something about breathing deeply but Sam wasn't listening. Dr Landis called for a nurse and after a few moments an air mask was placed on his face. Worried faces surrounded him and something was placed into his IV pack. Sam's world started visibly blurring much like he felt his own world was blurring. No matter how much air they forced him to intake. His world started to darken and he fell into a warped forced sleep.
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