Empire of Dirt

AN: Sorry this had taken so long to get up. Had a crazy week with work and turning 21!! Thanks again to everyone who's reviewed. You all rock!!!

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Chapter 8

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"Dean! Dean!" Sam was screaming frantically. Blood was everywhere and Dean's eyes were closed. "Dean!" Sam was shaking him now, but there was no change.

"Sam!" Someone yelled and grabbed him and he was pulled away from Dean's lifeless body.

"Let me go!" Sam cried struggling to get away.

"Dean, can you hear me?" Sam recognized Joshua's calm voice and realized Caleb was holding onto him, but he couldn't see his Dad.

"Sammy," Dean's strangled voice was barley a whisper, but Sam heard it. He fought his way out of Caleb's arms and was at Dean's side in a second.

"Dean, its ok, I'm right here." He said grabbing Dean's hand.

"Are…ok?" Dean's eyes were still shut and his skin was almost gray.

"Yeah Dean, I'm fine." He said holding back a sob. Dean slowly opened his eyes which shown with tears and gave Sam a small smile.

"You…still here?" He asked and Sam nodded. Dean squeezed his hand and then his eyes closed again.

"Dean!" Sam screamed and arms pulled him away again. "Caleb, let me go!" He cried fighting his best to get back to Dean.

"Sammy," His Dad's voice said in his ear. "Let us help your brother." He then set Sam on the bed and went to Dean's side.

"Caleb, go get towels and blankets, we need to get him to the hospital." Joshua ordered.

"No," John said. "A hospital is too dangerous. I can stitch him up."

"I don't care John!" Caleb shouted. Caleb rushed back with an armload of towels and blankets. "He's lost too much blood so I am taking your son to the hospital. You can come or stay here; I don't really give a fuck!" With that Joshua wrapped Dean up and rushed out of the house with Caleb and Sam at his heels. They got out to the car and John still hadn't followed them.

"Dean!" Joshua turned to John rushing out of the house. He breathed a sigh of relief. He didn't want to handle this. John gingerly took Dean from Joshua's arms and held his teenage son. "Dean, can you hear me?" He asked.

"Dad," Dean mumbled. Joshua opened the car door and John set him in carefully. "Dad," Dean said again.

"Yeah son," John asked leaning over him.

"Sam…ok?" He asked. John turned to look at Sam who was climbing into the back seat to sit with Dean.

"Yes Dean, he's fine. He's right here." Sam carefully lifted Dean's head and set it in his lap.

"I'm sorry Dad." He mumbled and Joshua shut the door.

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John, Joshua, and Caleb sat in silence in a small waiting room. Once they had gotten there Dean was rushed away and the doctors wanted to admit Sam right away. His fever was gone, but his body was exhausted. Sam became hysterical and screamed for Dean. He had to be given a sedative and was now sleeping in his room.

Now they were just waiting to hear about Dean and letting Sam sleep. Caleb's knee was constantly bouncing and then he started to pace nervously.

"I'm going to call Pastor Jim." He said walking away.

"I already called him." John said. "He's going to be here in the morning."

"When he gets really upset and can't talk to me, he calls Pastor Jim." Joshua explained. "It makes him feel better." John nodded and they were quiet for a few minutes.

"Do you have anything to say John?" Joshua asked breaking the silence and John sighed.

"I did what I had to do." He said.

"At this price?" Joshua asked looking around.

"It wasn't supposed to go like this."

"How was it supposed to go?" Joshua asked trying to keep his voice down.

"They weren't supposed to get hurt." John said. "I knew Sam was going to get sick, but that was it. The thing wasn't supposed to come to the hotel. The messenger wasn't supposed to attack Sam and Dean was supposed to stay out of it."

"John," Joshua said softer this time. "You and I both know that there was no way that Dean was ever going to stay out of it. If Sam was in another room and blinked funny Dean would know about it."

"Yeah, he would." John said with a small smile.

"He has like, a sixth sense when it comes to that little guy." Joshua observed.

"Sammy's got it too." John said quietly.

"Yeah, I guess that's true." Joshua agreed.

"You know, when Mary," His voice cracked on her name, but he kept going. "Was pregnant with Sam, the doctors told us it was going to be a girl." He smiled thinking of the simple times of the past. "But Dean…he knew. We tried to tell him that he was going to have a baby sister, but he just didn't believe it. He started calling her belly Sammy." Joshua smiled and leaned back in his chair. "He was the only one not surprised when little Thelma turned out to be Sammy."

"Thelma?" Joshua asked laughing, John laughed too and a couple tears fell from his eyes.

"Yeah," He said sighing. "There was really no other name we could call him, Dean wouldn't hear it." The two med were quiet for another minute listening to the various sounds of the hospital.

"Why did you leave John?" Joshua asked turning to him. "You knew Sam was going to get sick. You knew there was this evil thing in your house going after your son and you just bolted, why?" John swallowed and turned to Joshua, fresh tears in his eyes.

"I wouldn't have been able to go through with it." He admitted. "I would have chickened out. I would have taken my kids and gone far away and more children would have gotten hurt." He turned quickly away from Joshua and neither said anything, unsure of what could be said.

"Mr. Winchester?" They both snapped their heads around to see the doctor standing there.

"Yes, how are my boys." John asked standing up.

"Dean had 72 stitches and needed blood. Luckily we had his blood type in stock. He's resting comfortably now, but he's not out of the woods yet."

"What do you mean?" Joshua asked.

"Well, there's always a chance for infection so we'll keep him for a few days. I personally think he's going to be just fine." The doctor smiled brightly. "He's a real fighter."

"That's great," John smiled for real for the first time all night. "And how about Sam?"

"He's woken up from the sedative and he's a bit groggy but still upset. We've tried to explain to him that his brother is ok, but…"

"He doesn't believe you?" John finished and the doctor nodded.

"I think it would help for you to talk with him."

"The only thing that would help is Dean. Is there any way that they could be in the same room?" John asked.

"That can be arranged." The doctor assured him.

"Good," John said. "If you think Sam is hard to deal with now, just wait until Dean wakes up without his brother around." With that John walked towards Sam's room.

"He's right about that." Joshua said and walked off to find Caleb.

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