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Just Another Bad Day
Chapter five
Dean got permission to go out to his car for the first aide kit, when he came back he put Sam's arm around his shoulder and slowly walked him back to the kitchen. As they walked by, Frank looked over at Jim.
"Stay with them….If they try anything shoot the kid."
Jim looked nervously around the diner then leaned in close to Frank.
"Mike should have been here by now Frank. He was supposed to be here when we got here. What are we going to do if she comes and he's still not here?"
"Then we leave without him. I told him he was to be here to warn us if any cops were around. If the son of a bitch couldn't even do that much then he doesn't deserve any cut of the ransom."
"We're just going to leave without him?"
"Damn right we are. Once we grab the girl I ain't hanging around here waiting for him. Now go back and keep an eye on them. Once they yank that kid's appendix out I want the other two back out front. Tie the kid up when it's over and leave him back in the kitchen, gag him if you have to, I don't want him moaning back there freaking out the other customers.
The kitchen
Dean took a clean table cloth out of the closet and put it on the floor. He then helped his brother lie down and sat down beside him. He looked into Sam's face and could tell he was scared.
"Sam it's going to be alright. She knows what she's doing." He prayed that was true, but he also knew Sam should be in a hospital not lying here on a dirty kitchen floor..
"I know…I know…." Sam managed to get out, the pain was increasing and right now he didn't even care if he died as long as the pain stopped.
"We don't have a choice in this Sam; we got to take care of it before it bursts."
Painful tears filled Sam's eyes and Dean could tell he was terrified. He didn't blame him, he was terrified too. He'd give anything to be able to take his brother to the hospital but he knew that wasn't an option, this was all they had. Karen walked over and stood over them.
"Okay…now I need you to pull his pants down a little….." She said to Dean and could see the panic look Sam gave his brother. "Not all the way….just enough so that I can get at his lower right side." She smiled at Sam trying to relax him. "Believe me honey you don't have anything I haven't seen before. I just need your pants lowered about three inches."
Dean started to reach for Sam's belt to help him but Sam pushed his hands away. He was embarrassed enough to have to lower his pants without having to let his brother do it for him. He undid the buckle then unzipped his pants. With Dean's help he managed to wiggle far enough out of them that Karen could get to his lower right side but that he could still keep his dignity. He kept a death grip on his pants not allowing them go any further.
"Damn it Sam she's a nurse! She's seen a million…." Dean started to say.
"That's in a hospital Dean….not here in a restaurant!" Sam said interrupting him, his embarrassment at his situation for a moment taking his pain away.
Jim walked over and looked down.
"Come on, come on, come on…I ain't got all day…. get it over with."
Dean glared up at him but said nothing. He opened up their first aide kit and took a bottle of liquid out and handed it to Sam.
"Here Sam, drink the whole bottle if you have to. It'll take some of the edge off of the pain."
Sam didn't hesitate; he downed the whole bottle in a few gulps. He could feel the liquid burn its way down his throat as he waited for it to take effect.
Dean then handed the first aide kit to Karen.
"Do you have everything you need?"
She looked through the supplies in the kit then looked back at Dean.
"What are you two, some kind of survivalists?" She had never seen a more complete first aide kit before.
Dean gave her a small smile.
"No, we just travel a lot and want to be prepared just in case."
She looked at him not really believing him but not really caring either. She took out a bottle of antibiotic liquid and handed it to Dean.
"Here… clean his right side really good."
Dean took a clean cloth out of the kit and poured the liquid over it. He then cleaned the incision site.
Karen then looked nervously at Dean who looked back at her just as nervous but gave her a reassuring nod.
"This is going to hurt like hell. Is there something he can hold on to?" She asked Dean.
He held out his hands.
"He can hold onto me."
"No, I need your hands free to swab the blood away."
"How 'bout this?" Dean pointed to a bar underneath the table that Sam was lying near.
"That should be good."
They slid Sam under the table so that the upper part of his body was under the table. He then reached up and grabbed hold of the bar. Dean then took a clean rolled up cloth napkin and put it in Sam's mouth.
"If the pain gets too bad you can bite down on this." He told Sam as he put his hand on Sam's shoulder and gave it a gentle squeeze. Sam nodded as he clamped down on the napkin. The pain was already bad and he knew it was only going to get worse.
Karen then took out a pair of surgical gloves from the kit and put them on. Next she leaned over Sam and gently pressed on his lower right abdomen. Sam threw his head back in agony when she pressed on a particularly painful spot. Karen looked up and nodded at Dean that she was ready.
"Say a prayer." She said as she brought the scalpel down and pressed it into Sam's skin.
TBC
