Chapter 3

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"We can stop now. Hang out here for a while before we get going. I know you really like this place." He drank some water & stopped to make sure he left some for Dean. Once they run back after half an hour, he'll make Dean one of his best smoothies that Dean actually liked because it was sweet enough. Sam had to add honey and a lot more strawberries to Dean's cup but they are both good substitute for sugar.

"Here, have some water." He held back the bottle to Dean with his back to Dean. Sam was bent holding his knees as he stretched a bit then noticed Dean did not take the bottle. Then he bent a little more to see no other pairs of legs.. Bend some more to where his finger where now now touching the floor, he saw Dean on the floor, sprawled next to a small boulder Sam had passed about 300 feet back.

"Dean!"

Quickly getting up, he head back towards Dean. Feet digging into the wet dirt under his feet. "Dean?" Was Dean just tired and laying on the cold floor because it felt good? Was he passed out because his breathing was bad? So much was going through his head! What could've happened to Dean?

"Hey Dean.. " He leaned down to see Dean laid out on the dirt, head next to a small boulder and one of his feet moved inwards a bit. Swollen even and green.. That was bad. Just before his feet, about a foot back, a small ditch in the dirt and Dean's footprint right in there then no footprints, then some half holes dug into the dirt as if that's where Dean landed and then there was Dean.. Not moving.

"Oh my.. " There was a small amount of blood on the side of the boulder. Dean had hit his head and knocked himself out cold. "You won't even believe it yourself." He slowly reached feeling over his brother's back for other injuries then slowly turned Dean over. His right temple clearly showed the break of skin, trickle of blood going down it, and how green and red it had gotten. Probably already infected, someone could've been peeing on this rock for all he knew.

"That's just.. Man, Dean, I'm so sorry.. This day took a painful turn for you dude" He knew Dean couldn't hear, but he felt guilty. He was the one that got Dean out to run.. "Hang in there, Dean, I don't think I can fix your ankle.. It's broken." He checked Dean's pulse again. It was sort of jumpy, but they'd just ran so it was normal. Went back to checking the ankle one more time & yup, it sure was broken. It literally hung on Dean's leg like on a string. That just sucked. This would suck for Dean, a lot, and Sam was responsible for it.

"At least you're not awake to feel the pain.." He took out his iPhone & paused his music that he'd forgotten was still on. Pausing the music he pressed down home button & said "Siri call 911" to his cell. He left the phone on the floor, on speaker and went back to checking Dean for other breaks not even trying to wake him up. It was better if Dean was unconscious until the ankle was in a cast & he was pumped with painkillers.

"911 Operator, what's your emergency?"

"Hello, hi. My brother is unconscious, he broke his ankle & hit his head on a rock. His temple's bleeding too. I need an ambulance."

"Alright, what's his name?"

"Dean. His name's Dean Chester."

"You're his brother? What's your name, sir?"

"Yes, he's my older brother. I'm Sam short for Samuel, Samuel Chester."

"What's the address. Are you calling from an iPhone, I could track it?"

"Location's on. Please hurry before he wakes up to feel the pain, we're at Solemn Pair Lake just a mile from Solemn Holiday Inn."

"Okay, an ambulance is on your way. You're /on/ the lake?"

"Thank you, yes, we come here to run. Well, I do, I brought him along today and.. He ran into a ditch, broke his ankle & face planted the boulder that I carefully ran around.. This is my fault." He heart ached from seeing Dean knocked out like this. He never hurt his brother and when he did, this badly, he didn't know what to do with his hands other than just hold Dean really close to him and apologize once in a while.

"Sir, this is not the time but I'm sure no one's at fault here but that ditch. Things happen, the emts will take care of him." She was trying to be professional, but it was coming more out like a mother to er young kids. It was almost weird how nice these people were in this city.

Sam completely ignored her, "When's the ambulance coming.." He felt Dean's forehead, it was warm, his breathing was still fast. Probably a semi severe concussion..

This is going to suck. He'll be throwing up which makes him lose his appetite almost always. Dehydrated, hurting from the ankle, unable to walk or dress properly. He knew the whole groggy, I don't need your help, get off me kinda deal that was coming up but anything for his brother. He always took care of him, so know he could return the favor and not even favor. This was his brother. He loved his brother and would do anything for him.

"Should be there in just couple of minutes. Let them know you're to ride with them to fill medical information asap. Anything else I can help you with today, Sam, before I move onto the next call?"

"Uh.. No, nothing. Thank you! Thank you." He repeated himself to the phone. "You're welcome, Sam. It is my duty. Now try to take it easy yourself, too, okay?" She hung up & Sam locked his iPhone sliding it into his sweat pant's pocket. The operator sounded like Ellen, the accent, the care.. It was sad almost everyone they knew that loved them and accepted them and their crazy lives were dead. At least there's this lady that sounds like Ellen and at least she's alive and helping.

He ran his thumb over the trickle of blood down his brother's temple, smearing it away. His other moves sticky hair out of Dean's forehead. "Usually I'd be freaking out & trying to get you to wake, but it's in your best interest to stay unconscious Dean." Sam rubbed at the back of Dean's palms soothingly when he heard the ambulance then saw it pull up slowly around the lake, trying to look over at the few other people that were on the lake. Trying to see who's the one that called?

Sam couldn't get out from under Dean without jarring him & probably waking him up so he move both his hands up on air and waved at the ambulance that quickly saw and sped up over to Sam. Driving down over the curb and into the dirt on the lake. It was almost weird, but it wasn't breaking the law since the curb sort of no longer existed after that so they could do it.

"Sam?" The passenger got out and over to Sam, bending down he slipped his fingers between Dean's shoulder and head checking his pulse. "I'm going to check his pulse." He said as he did so. I guess it was a law to say what you're doing if the other family was present? Or maybe it just helped the both of them understand the situation.

"Yes, I'm Sam. This is Dean." Sam slowly got out his lap from under Dean and let him be on the dirt. The wet cold dirt was doing good acting as an ice pack for Dean's foot. "What happened again?" Asked the blond paramedic. His eyes were also Green like Dean's, hazel, a small nose, and very light clear skin. He was as built as Dean and almost as tall as him too. Very good looking. Sam hadn't seen many very good looking men in this world. Just his brother, his dad, and a few girls he found really blessed with looks.

The other paramedic finally arrived from behind the Ambulance, opening the back door and sliding out a bag. He brought it next to Sam and sat it down pulling stuff out that Sam already had in their Condo in the medical kit. "Hey, I'm Joel & that's Gavin." He pointed at the other that was now tying Dean's ankle in a big bag of ice covered in a cloth. He was strapping it tight when Dean let out a little groan. Oh no..

"Hey now, everything's okay. We got you. Stay down, alright? You're okay." Joel rubbed at Dean's chest, small soothing circles keeping Dean hopefully unconscious then grabbed Sam's hand and replaced it with his. "Keep him relaxed & hopefully backed into unconsciousness." Joel connected two IVs to Dean's arm. One to the inner elbow and one to the wrist. Then taped them in place. Joe would usually be trying to wake up the injured too, but he knew it was better not to.

Gavin felt around Dean's body for more breaks, but found none. He went to work on quick wrapping Dean's head just for the ambulance ride. "So what happened?" Asked Gavin, again, while Joel quickly one and twice flashed his light into Dean's eye noticing one very dilated then the other. "Concussed. Dilated, right. Unresponsive." Gavin then spoke, "Stitches, four. Breaks, one." He sorta murmured to themselves and to the radio on them.. To who? Probably the hospital.. How did the thing connect even though they were probably 9 miles from the nearest hospital.

Sam explained how Dean fell. Answered any questions they asked, mostly about allergies or any other injuries or conditions. Then a gurney was brought out and Dean was lifted onto it. IV bags resting on his chest, his head was strapped between foams since they had to for a head injury and foams pressed between his thighs and legs.

They didn't question when Sam slid into the ambulance. Gavin in the back, kept a breathing mask pressed to Dean's face keeping him hazy and out through the shaky fast ride. Sam wasn't too worried at the moment, since Dean wasn't awake yet but just internally stabbing himself for doing this to Dean. The guilt was making him want to tear up but he kept it all in.

Sam sighed, frustrated, running both his hands down his face then burying his face in his hands. Gavin, with the most innocent look ever saw Sam's frustration. "It isn't anyone's fault." He said, his hand rested on Dean's head. Fingers resting over his brother's spiky sweaty hair. "These things happen and most times you can prevent it, but sometimes you can't. You've got to learn from it." Sam looked at him then Gavin looked out towards the front of the Ambulance. His hand resting in his brother's. It was almost awkward, but them he remembered this whole city was awkward. People too nice to each other or maybe that's just how people were in general and Dean and himself had only adapted onto this life for three weeks now. Everyone was so nice and caring they kept reminding Sam of Jessica. This boy was even blond! This wasn't fair..

It was a reminder of Caleb when Sam clearly heard Gavin say more than a few words. He had a clear British accent that he totally didn't pick up at first. He talked like Caleb, but had a British accent. It was.. Unique.

Then they were at the Hospital. Sam was filling out papers, answering all of Dean's medical history questions. Entering their names, insurance information thank god they'd actually gotten some now since they'd settled down three weeks ago. Addresses, numbers. Then he was turning back the paperwork when he heard his brother's scream. It gave his spine like an electric zap & he took off running towards where Dean had been taken, only to be grabbed and pulled back by a pair of hands just before he entered the room.

"Let me go!" Sam stated sternly looking into the glass side of the door, his brother was fumbling around on the bed pulling and tugging at things. Confused, as they were doing things to his foot. He arched his back when they moved his foot a certain way and the people working on his head had to stop and hold him down.

"Just give them a few minutes. Dean's almost out again. Look." It was the Joel guy from the ambulance. "See, he's falling asleep and by the time he wakes it'll all be taken care of. No more pain." Sam looked in again through the glass. Dean's fumbling was getting slow and lazy. One of the nurses had a hand on Dean's shoulder, soothingly rubbing it in place while the the other injected something into the IV line. His brother's brows smoothed out and pain lines went away. Chest getting back to normal breathing rhythms. His head tilted a bit to the side and he wasn't moving anymore. Dosed up and heavily sedated. The breathing mask came back on his face and the nurses continued to work on him.

Sam realized the pair of hands on him slowly pulled back and let go while Sam stood there watching Dean from the outside. "He's okay. They'll take care of him for you." Joel was speaking, Sam couldn't bother to nod or agree or thank. He just wanted to see Dean be okay again. It had to really hurt, whatever they did, when Dean screamed Sam's name.

He stood there, who knows for how long. Probably ignored everyone that spoke to him. It was late night when Sam came back to his surroundings. No one was in sight up or down the hall. His legs hurt. His brother was alone in the room so he entered the room. Dean looked relaxed. He wasn't unconscious, but just asleep with probably some of the best stuff running through his veins. His right leg and foot in cast and lifted up on a rope hanging from the ceiling. His head clean wrapped around the forehead. There were two clear IVs and one blood IV. He knew Dean hadn't lost any blood, but doctors know better.

Most likely concussed, they'll be waking him up every few hours then. Anti nausea meds where probably in him already and antibiotics. Dean looked fine asleep. Relaxed, at peace, but once he woke it'd be trouble because Dean would immediately want out of there.

It was 3:00 A.M. Sam would love to talk to Dean and see how he's feeling, but why ask stupid questions. Dean's probably feeling not too hot & wants rest. So he'd wait till the morning and stay here with Dean overnight. He wasn't hungry, just tired himself from worry.

As Dean's even long breathes went on beside him, Sam rested his head to that lullaby. Sleeping leaned over Dean's bed after he'd made sure Dean was covered in the sheets and not cold for the night. The machine beeped, letting it be known the patient was alive and Sam slept on.

TBC.. or The End?

A/N: I do have a little something more for this fic, like an after Hospital kinda thing but I don't want to have this fic be one of those never ending ones..

So I don't really know, should I go on or stop?

A/N: I was hoping to bring back Gavin and Joel in and make it more interesting.

Let me know.