A/N Many misspelled words in here, but I wanted to post this as soon as I could so I didn't check them. Sorry.
Chapter 9 Setback
"MOM! DAD! WE'RE HERE!!" Shae yelled as Nick and her walked in the door. It was Thanksgiving and they were going over to her parents to spend the day. John came out from the kitchen and smiled at them before taking Jayden from her. "Glad to know you missed me." She said as she crossed her arms and smirked.
"You know we did baby girl." He told her as he kissed her cheek. "Heard you got a new job Nick." He said as he shook Nicks hand.
"Yeah. Pays almost four times what my last job payed. That and I get to spend more time at home. I love it." John nodded and they all went into the kitchen where Mary was still cooking dinner.
"You're early." She said as she turned around.
"Nothing gets me moving like a nice cooked turkey." She answered with a smile as she sat down. Mary laughed and went back to cooking. "Hey! Where's Dean and Sam?"
"Sam said he couldn't make it. He has his finals all this week." Shae nodded and went to pick at the ham. Mary smiled and slapped her hand with a spoon. "No samples."
"But it's good and I'm starving."
"So then wheres Dean?" Shae turned around and looked at Nick. "He was supposed to be here, right?"
"He'll be here soon. Just like Shae, he never passes up turkey and ham." Nick laughed at the look Shae was giving her father and they heard the door open. A few minutes later, Dean walked in. "Told you."
"So I see." Dean just looked over at Nick and then at his mother.
"I miss something?"
"They're picking on our love of ham and turkey." Dean just nodded and sat down. "You alright? You don't look so good." Shae asked as she sat next to him.
"Fine. Just tired. Been working a lot at the garage."
"Dinners ready!" Everyone laughed at the look on Shae and Dean's face when they saw the ham and turkey. Both looked like they just won the lottery. "Don't just look at it you two, dig in." Mary told them with a smile. The two siblings shared a look before stabbing the poor food with their forks. After dinner and the two hand not only seconds, but thirds and fourths as well, they helped clean up and just sat around and talked.
"Mom, that was great! You really outdid yourself with that one." Shae said with a smile as she fed Jayden.
"Thank you. Nothing make me happier than giving you a full stomach." Shae just giggled as Dean got up. "You're leaving already?"
"Just going to the bathroom." He said before leaving. Mary glanced over at John, who just shrugged.
"Is he alright? I mean he looks a little pale." John looked over at Nick.
"He's been like that for a few days. Would he go to the doctor though? Nope. Boys to damn stubbern." Shae nodded and handed the baby over to his father. "Where are you going?"
"Check on him." John nodded as she left the room.
"If anyone can get out of him whats wrong, it's her." Shae just walked up the stairs and to the bathroom. The door was closed, but she can make out the groaning sounds coming from inside. She walked over and lightly knocked on the door.
"Dean, you alright?"
"Fine." Came the muffled response.
"I don't belive you."
"I'm find Shae." She rolled her eyes and leaned against the door. "You can go now. I don't need you to hold my hair back." She smiled a bit, but didn't move.
"Nice joke, but I'm not leaving till you tell me what's wrong." The next thing she heard was a thump on the floor that made her jump back from the door. "Dean? You ok?" Nothing. "Dean?" She went to open the door and found it was locked. "Damn it Dean. Open the door!" Nothing. "MOM! DAD!!" She screamed as she pounded on the door. She turned when she heard footsteps behind her.
"What is it?" John asked as soon as he saw the look on her face.
"I don't know. He won't answer me and the doors locked." John nodded and went to the door.
"Dean? Open the door." Still no answer. "Fine then." John took a few steps back and kicked the door down. He walked in to see Dean lying on the bathroom floor. "Mary, go call 911." She nodded and ran to her room to get the phone. "Shae, you go and get a cold cloth."
"Is he alright?"
"Just go!" She nodded and gave Nick a worried look before running down the stairs. Nick just looked in and saw John trying to get Dean to talk to him. "Dean, can you hear me?" All he got was moaning as a answer. "Come on son, I need you to open your eyes and look at me."
"Paramedics are on their way." Mary told him as she ran back to the bathroom. "What's wrong with him John?"
"I don't know, but I don't like it." Shae ran back up and handed the cloth to her father, who pressed it on Dean's head. A few minutes later, the paramedics were there and loading Dean into the back of the ambulance. "You two meet us there." John told Shae and Nick as he and Mary got into the car. Both nodded and left after strapping the baby in. They all arrived at the hospital at around the same time and ran inside to the waiting room.
"Can I help you?" The nurse asked as John stood in front of her desk.
"Yes. They just brought in my son. Dean Winchester." The nurse nodded and checked her computer.
"Room twenty two. Just down the hall and to the left." John nodded and they all ran down and into the room. They saw the doctor checking him out.
"Is he alright?" The doctor turned around and looked at them.
"We're running some tests now. Right now, just let him rest. I'll come talk to you when we have the results." They all nodded and he left.
"I'm gonna go get some coffee." John said as he went to leave the room. Mary nodded and went with him. "Come find us if the doctor comes back." Shae nodded and as her and Nick sat down.
"He's going to be alright Shae." She nodded and held her brothers hand. Mary and John came back twenty minutes later and they were all just sitting around for a good hour before the doctor came back.
"Well?" John asked as he stood up and shook his hand.
"Mr. Winchester, did your son ever have any blood work done latley?" John shook his head as the rest of them just looked at the doctor. "Well, we found something in his blood and I'm afraid it's not good."
"What is it?"
"I'm afraid he has Colorectal cancer. It's rare in males and I'm afraid that it's spread to far. It's invaded his lungs and lymph nodes. I'm afraid that it's inoperial."
"Wait!" The doctor turned and looked at Shae, who hasn't moved from her brothers side. "Are you saying he's going to die?"
"Right now all we can do is make him comfortable. If you want, we can try cemotherepy and it might give him a few more months." Mary and John just shook their heads as John held her close. "I really am sorry. I'll leave you alone and I'll come back in a little while to check on him." John nodded and shook the doctors hand. Mary was just staring at the wall, in to much shock to really do anything. Nick was just rubbing Shaes back as she held Dean's hand.
"We have to call Sammy." They all turned and looked at Shae. "He should know."
"I'll give Sam a call. You just stay here with him." John told her as he lightly kissed her head. She just nodded as her mother and father left the room.
"Nick, can you go get me some coffee?"
"Sure. You need anything else?" She just shook her head. "Alright. I'll take Jayden with me." She nodded again as he left the room. Shae just glanced down at her brother and shook her head as she finally let the tears she was holding in go.
"Damn you Dean." She whispered as she rested her head on his stomach and cried. She doesn't know how long she was like that, but the next thing she knew, someone was playing with her hair. She lifted her head and looked at her brothers pale face. "You're awake."
"Yeah well. When someone is laying on your stomach, it's kinda hard to sleep." He told her with a smile. She just laughed a bit and wiped her eyes. "You alright?"
"Fine. How you feeling?" He just shrugged. "Right. I know you don't."
"Just a little tired. Nothing more than that." She just raised her left brow and he shook his head. "And a little queezy alright. Geez, you would think that I'm dying by the way you're acting." She just looked down at her lap and said nothing. He took that as a clue. "Shae, what's wrong?"
"The doctor came in to talk to us when they admitted you." She told him right before sniffling.
"And?"
"Well, um, you...uh."
"Shae!" He yelled causeing her to jump. "Just say it."
"You're dying." He gave her a weird look before laughing. "What's so funny?"
"I get that I look like shit, but dying. Come on Shae." She was just looking at him and another tear slid down her cheek. "You're not kidding, are you?" She slowly shook her head. "I'm dying?" She nodded. "From what?"
"The doctor said you had some rare type of cancer. He said that it spread to far and they can't operate. He told us that they could try chemo, but that would only make you sick and give you a few more months." Dean just nodded and looked down at his hands. "I'm sorry Dean."
"Not your fault."
"Why didn't you get yourself checked out when you started getting sick!?" She screamed as she stood up. "You could of prevented this if you weren't such a stubbern ass!"
"I didn't know it was this serous. I thought I just got a cold. You think that if I knew it was cancer, I would of sat on my ass and did nothing!?" He yelled back.
"You should of got checked out anyways! Now you're going to die and theres nothing anyone can do about it!"
"It's not going to do any good now! So stop yelling at me!" The two just looked at each other when John and Mary came in.
"Dean, you're awake." He glanced over at them and nodded. "And I'm taking by the look on your face that Shae told you the news."
"She broke it gently." He said as he rolled his eyes. Shae just smacked his arm. "That hurt you know."
"Ass." Was all she said before she pushed right past her parents and left the room. Dean just watched her go in shock.
"She's just upset son. Don't let it get to you." John said as he sat down where his daughter was just sitting. "Uh, do you wanna go through with the chemo?" Dean slowly turned his head and looked at his father. "You know that if you start now, it might give you a year or more."
"Why bother? If I'm going to die anyways, why just make myself sicker before that?" He asked as he shrugged. "I know this sucks. Belive me I know and there's no way in hell I want to die now, but I don't want to live out the rest of my life sick in some hospital bed."
"You have a point there." Dean just nodded and Shae came back in with Nick.
"Sorry about that." She mumbled as she looked at the floor. "Did you call Sam mom?"
"I didn't get a answer. I'll try later." The doctor came in and looked at all of them. "Did you find anything else doctor?"
"Nothing. I just wanted to check on him." She nodded and he walked over to Dean. "How are you feeling Dean?"
"Like I'm dying." Shae couldn't help it, she let out a small laugh and Dean just smiled over at her. "I'm just tired doc. When can I go home?"
"Well, I'm sure that your family told you the news." He nodded. "And you don't want to go through with the chemo?" He shook his head. "Then I'll get your release forms. I'm sure that you'll be wanting to spend time with your family."
"Got that right." The doctor nodded and left. He came back in a short time later and Dean was released.
"Great." Shae said as soon as they got home. "Now you can die in the comfort of your own bed." Dean turned around and looked at her. "Sorry, but I don't get why you don't just try the chemo. I mean it could give you more time." Dean shook his head and walked over to her.
"We'll meet you all inside." Everyone else nodded and went inside, leaving the two alone outside. "Shae, I get that you're mad at me, but just talk to me." He said as he placed his hands on her shoulder.
"About what? You're dying Dean. Not like cracking some joke is going to make this better."
"I know and you don't think this sucks for me?" She nodded. "Look, we've never faught before so can we please not fight for the remainder of my life?" She smiled and nodded. "Come here." He wrapped his arms around her and the two just stood in the front yard.
"Can we go inside now? This is all a little awkward." She laughed a bit and they went inside.
A month later
"You going someplace?" Shae asked as she walked into his room. He turned around and looked at her and she almost didn't reconize him. He's lost a lot of weight over the past month and you could tell now more than ever that he was sick. "Dean, where you going?" She asked as she sat down on his bed.
"Well, I don't know how long I'm going to be here and I never did travel like I want to, so I figured I'd do it now." He told her as he zipped his bag.
"You're going on a trip?" He nodded and smiled. "Where?"
"Where ever." He said with a shrug. "I guess I'll have to figure out where I'm going when I get there." She nodded and he got up to leave the room.
"Does mom and dad know?" She asked as she followed him down the hall.
"Yes Shae, they do. It's not like I need their permission anyways."
"Good point." The two walked downstairs and he dropped his bag by the door. "Hey." He stopped and turned around. "Want some company?" She asked with a smile.
"You want to come with me?" She just nodded. "But what about Nick and Jayden?"
"Nick can handle the baby for a while and I want to spend time with my little brother. Nothing wrong with that. Not to mention the fact that mom and dad told me you were going and I already talked it over with Nick." Dean laughed and threw his bags in the trunk. "And I kinda packed already so you better say yes."
"You honstly think I would say no?" She shrugged. "Get in the car Shae." She laughed a bit before tossing her bag next to his and getting in. They both took one more look at the house, but for two different reasons. Dean knew this would be the last time he saw the house he grew up in and wanted to remember it. But for Shae, she knew it was the last time she would be in the same house with her little brother and that hurt more than anything. Right now, she just wanted to spend as much time with him as possible, weather it was two weeks or two months. Who knows, maybe she would get lucky and it's be a year. Both had their minds elsewhere when Dean pulled away, but at least they would be spending the last months of Deans life together and that ment more to them than anything.