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Chapter 5

A short while later, John returned with the Doctor who'd performed Sam's surgery.

She was quiet pleased to see her young patient awake and alert. She gave them a good prognosis on Sam's recovery and then left the family to themselves.

" So, are you gonna tell me what happened?" Asked Sam from where he lay propped up with pillows, his father and brother sitting on either side of the bed.

Both John and Dean looked away, memories of what had been one of the worst moments in both their lives bombarding their minds.

Blood.

Urgency.

Terror.

A body arching off a gurney with electricity coursing through it.

The body falling back limp and lifeless.

No heart beat.

CLEAR!

Nothing.

CLEAR!

A Gasp...

A heart beating once again.

Sam disappearing behind the elevator doors.

John was the first to speak.

" Sam, after we'd gotten here... Your heart... It... It stopped." He began.

He and Dean watched as a look of disbelief and shock etched itself onto Sam's face.

" Sammy, you were gone... for two whole minutes, you were dead." Said Dean quietly, his voice almost breaking as it said the last part.

There was silence for several long seconds before Sam spoke.

" I was d-dead?" He asked, though a part of him already knew that what his father had said was true, he needed confirmation.

John and Dean nodded wordlessly before John continued.

" They used the paddles to shock you back to life and then rushed you up here to the ninth floor for emergency surgery."

Sam nodded, his hand unconsciously going to the stitched in his chest.

" You were in there for three hours. Then the Doc came out and told us you pulled through." Said Dean with a tired smile, which John mirrored.

" You okay there Sammy?" Asked Dean.

Sam nodded furiously and returned his brother and father's smile with a forced one of his own.

" Yeah, I'm okay, I just found out a I died for two whole minutes and then came back, but I'm okay, really." He assured them.

" Tough pill to swallow, I know son." Sighed John as he patted Sam's arm.

" Yeah, it is a little disconcerting." Said Sam sheepishly.

It was in that moment that Dean's stomach decided to let it's need for food be known, with a loud grumble.

" Guys, did either of you eat anything since we got here?" Asked Sam.

The guilty looks he received from both John and Dean were confirmation enough.

" Dad, Dean, you two should go and have breakfast." Said Sam.

Dean was about to voice a protest when another loud grumble filled the air. This time coming from John, who ducked his head as he did a very fine impression of a beet.

Sam chuckled heartily.

" Looks like someone's hungry." Came a new, female voice.

The three Winchester's turned to see the Blue-eyed Nurse smiling at them from the doorway.

Sam felt a jolt go through him as he realized that the voice he'd just heard was the same one that had spoken to him in his head.

He was about to ask her who the hell she was and why she'd been inside his head, just start yelling his head of, when their eyes met.

As he stared into those stunning blue-green eyes, Sam felt a feeling of absolute calmness wash over him.

He also couldn't help but notice that this woman was one of the most beautiful creatures he'd seen in a very long time, eversince... Jessica.

There was just something about this woman that made him trust her on a subconscious level.

The Nurse stepped in, shooting the three men already in the room a mega-watt smile.

She set out checking all the equipment and making sure everything was in order. Once she was done, she turned to Dean and John.

" If you guys want breakfast, you don't have to go all the way down to the cafeteria, there's a lounge on this floor where you can get coffee, muffins, and whatnot. Unless, you guys want hospital food?"

She grinned at the look of disgust that passed across Dean's face and John winced at the prospect.

Though they were loath to leave Sam's side, John and Dean were comforted that they would'nt have to go all the way down to the ground floor for some food, they would be close by if Sam needed them.

With a nod to the Nurse, the two elder Winchesters took there leave.

Sam sent them a reassuring smile and a small wave as they walked out the door.

When they'd disappeared through the door, Sam's face grew deadly serious as he turned to the Nurse and spoke.

" Who are you?" He asked to start things off.

" My name is Alkaya." Answered Alkaya.

" Are you a demon?" Asked Sam.

" No, I'm not a demon, I'm just a being sent by the Higher Powers to help you." Answered Alkaya.

" Help me? With what?" Asked Sam.

" With those powers of yours. The ones you used to injure the Demon and save you're family back at the cabin." Answered Alkaya.

Sam's eyes grew wide at these words and he spoke.

" How the hell do you know about that?" He demanded, eyes blazing.

Alkaya was unfazed as she answered.

" Samuel Winchester, the forces of evil aren't the only things that watch you, there is a greater good watching you as well. I was sent here to show you how to control the powers and abilities within you, to make sure you grow strong, that you become who you are meant to be."

Sam's mind was reeling as it tried to process this new information. After a pause, he spoke, his voice just barely above a whisper.

" Who am I mean to be?"

At this, Alkaya let out a small sigh as she walked over and sat down on the edge of Sam's bed and looked him in the eye.

" That, is a conversation for a later time, right now, I'm gonna get you breakfast, your father and brother aren't the only ones who needs a meal in them. "

Then, with another mega-watt smile and the quirk of one perfectly shaped eyebrow, she got up and turned to leave for the door. She paused at the threshold and turned back to Sam.

" Just take it easy."

With that, she was gone, leaving a very confused and slightly scared Sam Winchester in her wake.

" How the hell am I supposed to take it easy?" He grumbled before sinking a little further into the pillows behind him.

Meanwhile, at the lounge, Dean and John sat devouring a breakfast consisting of black coffee, muffins and cream-cheese bagels.

After swallowing a bite of his bagel, Dean leaned back in his seat and looked out the winow, deep in thought.

John eyed his son and took a sip of coffee before he spoke.

" What's on you're mind Dean?"

Dean turned to look at his father, a frown creasing his brow.

" Dad, that was some freaky mojo Sam pulled last night at the cabin." He said quietly as he remembered the awesome power that had erupted from within his baby brother.

John sighed and set his coffee cup down, rubbing a hand across his stubble covered cheeks before he spoke.

" I know Dean, I mean your brother he... Forced that Yellow-Eyed bastard out of me, hits the evil SOB with a flaming psycic projectile of some kind, heals the hole in my leg and the wounds in your chest, and on the drive over here, he bounces a Semi Truck that's about to plow into us, all in that order in rapid succession. Quiet frankly, I am still at a total loss for what to do."

Dean nodded before he spoke.

" We'll figure that out." He said in a quiet, but strong voice.

John looked up at his oldest son and smiled before with a nod, he spoke in concurrance.

" Yeah, we will."