He's my son
Chapter two
Dean was sitting in his history class, one hand in his pocket playing with his phone. He didn't know why but he had a feeling Sam needed him. The longer he sat there and tried to ignore it, the stronger it got. He heaved out a breath ignoring the stares it earned him.
"Problems Winchester?" his instructor asked sensing his student have problems paying attention. Dean had always trouble paying attention but today was worse than usual.
"Yeah" Dean said sounding frustrated, he stood and stuffed his books into his bag. His little brother needed him. Teachers wouldn't be able to keep him away from Sam. "My brother needs me" Dean said and walked out the door and into the hallway without waiting for a response from his teacher.
Dean strode down the hallway, walking fast trying not to run. He couldn't explain this feeling he had, but so help anybody who would try to stop Dean at this moment. He arrived at Sam's room just in time to see his little brother pass out and hit his head on his desk on his way down to slamming it into the concrete floor.
"Sam" Dean called out upon entering the room; he rushed to Sam's side and kneeled down beside his brother.
"Sammy, come on wake up" Dean said softly taking his brother's head and placing it into his lap. He gently wiped away the blood that was threatening to flow into Sam's eyes.
"Call 911" Dean turned and shouted at the teacher not caring if he got yelled at or not. Sam needed a doctor and Dean was going to make sure he got one.
"The medics are on the way" Sam's teacher said hanging the phone up and joining Dean at Sam's side. Mr. Brown reached down to lightly slap Sam's cheek to try to rouse him.
"Don't touch him" Dean growled, he was viciously protective of Sam, and Sam was even more vulnerable unconscious. Dean wouldn't let anyone but medical professionals and they were only allowed to work around him.
Mr. Brown using common sense backed off and only watched as Dean tried to bring the unconscious young man around. He wondered if the youngest Winchester was sick, the kid was awful pale looking and Mr. Brown could see light colored bruises on his arms. He would have thought that the kid was being abused expect for the loving care he was receiving from the older Winchester. He hoped whatever was going on that Sam wasn't really sick. He was the brightest kid in the class and had always enjoyed hearing what the young man had to say during debates.
Ten minutes later found Sam still unconscious which was really starting to worry Dean. He wondered if he had a head injury along with whatever else was going on with him. He hoped not, it was the last thing their family needed to deal especially while they were actively hunting. Dean took a deep breath and tried to hold back the panic. It's not as bad as it looks he tried to tell himself.
"Where the hell are the medics" Dean growled all he wanted was for Sam to get help. It seemed like help was taking its time. Maybe it needs a little kick in the ass to encourage it. Dean snorted at the thought although he figured at the rate they were going somebody's ass was getting kicked the moment they walked through the door. No one left Sam hurting no matter who they were.
What seemed like centuries later but was probably only later the medics finally entered the room. They noticed immediately the highly protective older teen keeping all the other kids at bay.
"Bet he's the kids older brother" One of the medics mouthed.
"I bet your right." His partner said as they approached the unconscious teen lying on the floor.
"How long as he been unconscious?" Matt asked kneeling down beside Sam and placing two fingers on his neck.
"Fifteen minutes" Dean replied knowing it wasn't a good fact.
"Has he woke up at all?" Matt asked concerned, this kid at some point should have regained consciousness. Dean shook his head no.
"He did hit his head pretty hard on the desk and then again on the floor when he passed out." Matt leaned over and pulled up one of Sam's eyelids. Flashing a light in the both of them he noticed they reacted sluggishly.
"Well, he definitely is concussed even so with him still being unconscious it's cause for concern. We need to get a brain scan on him stat." Matt said looking at his partner.
Dean watched them silently lift Sam onto the gurney, his heart was racing, and he could literally feel the terror racing through his veins.
"You better be careful with him" Dean growled as they were pushing Sam out of the classroom and down the hall. Dean hot on their heels, John was going to need to know about this latest development. For once Dean dreaded talking to his father; he wasn't sure how he would react to this kind of news. After all it wasn't like Sam went around passing out on a regular basis, this was a whole new ballgame. And the rules worried Dean to death, he wasn't sure how things were supposed to go, but one thing he knew for sure was that something was seriously wrong with his brother.
Once the medics had Sam loaded into the ambulance; without being asked if he was coming with. Dean climbed in and sat beside Sam clutching his hand.
"What's the deal with Sam still being unconscious?" Dean asked because he knew the medic was more worried about that then the fever Sam was currently running.
"It's never good for a concussed person to remain unconscious, it could mean Sam is in a coma, or that something is wrong with his brain. He could have swelling or even bleeding none of which is good, and none of which I don't think has anything to do with Sam passing out." Matt said. He hated to add even more pressure to the older brother's shoulder but he figured it would be better to tell Dean the truth.
"Sam hasn't really been feeling well lately I don't think" Dean said "he's been hard to wake up lately, but he goes to sleep pretty easily, and just this morning I discovered bruises littering his back."
Matt frowned all of what Dean was telling him was starting to sound pretty serious to him.
"You didn't think anything abnormal might be wrong?" he asked as he once again checked Sam's pulse.
"No, I figured he was getting bullied at school, it's not like it's been the first time that's happened." Dean said. "Why do you think something is wrong?"
"I'm no doctor and Sam could end up having nothing more than some kind of infection, but he should have been brought in to see the doctor before this happened." Matt hated the look of guilt in the brother's eyes. It was pretty obvious Dean was blaming himself for whatever was happening with his brother.
"Hey, most people miss these kinds of signs, I'm only aware of things like this because it's a part of my job." Matt said as the vehicle started to slow down and made a right turn.
"You don't get it" Dean muttered "I usually always know what's going on with Sam, it's like I have this sixth sense when it comes to him. I should have known something was going on after all Sam just doesn't get sick."
Once at the hospital the doors to the ambulance was thrown open and Dean jumped out and watched as they pushed Sam through the double doors and refused to let Dean go back with him.
"We'll do everything we can for him, fill out the paper work and leave Sam's care to us" a kindly older nurse who looked to be in her early fifties said as she shoved Dean towards the waiting room. Dean scowled he desperately wanted to be where Sam was just in case fate decided it was time for Sam to leave this planet. Although Dean didn't really think it would come to that yet anyways.
Sighing and feeling helpless Dean grabbed the clipboard and headed towards the hard plastic chairs that every hospital seemed to prefer. Sitting he tried to focus on filling out the paper work, but he couldn't concentrate his mind kept going back to what Matt had said in the ambulance. Sam still being unconscious could mean he was in a coma, or he could have bleeding in the brain and on top of all that, Sam had some kind of serious infection, that was possibly life threatening. Feeling stressed Dean put the clipboard down into the seat beside him and ran his hand through his hair. He really just wanted to slam his head into the wall at the rate things were going. Sam was supposed to be helping with research not sitting in a hospital having tests run all the time. And at some point Dean was going to have to pick up his phone and call his father to let him know what was going on.
Heaving out a breath Dean figured the wait wasn't getting any shorter and he should just call John, maybe he wouldn't end up waiting by himself for so long. Digging the phone out of his pocket he speed dialed his dads number and then put the phone to his ear.
"Winchester" His father's gruff voice said as it answered on the first ring.
"Dad" Dean said quietly not sure how to break the news about Sam.
"What are you doing calling me during school hours?" John asked "Is something going on that I need to know about, did you finally get caught fighting."
"That wasn't fighting that was teaching a punk not to pick on Sam" Dean grumbled thinking about the previous school they had been in. the kid had been picking on and publicly humiliating Sam. Dean caught wind of what was going on shortly and paid the kid back, by beating the crap out of him.
"Anyways to answer your question no I did not get caught fighting. Sam got rushed to the hospital" Dean said. The sudden silence on the other end of the phone told Dean his father was now paying attention.
"What happened?" he demanded feeling protective over his boys. "was it another bully?"
"Not this time no" Dean said "he collapsed in class, don't know why."
"What hospital are you at?" John asked knowing Dean would be impatient as hell while it came to waiting on news about Sam and he would most likely worry himself to death. Dean rattled off the name and John told him he would see him in ten minutes. It was a twenty minute drive from where John was currently investigating what was looking like a haunting. He didn't mind breaking a few laws to get to his boys, nothing not even the cops would be able to keep him from getting to that hospital.
Sure enough ten minutes later John had pulled in the hospital and had found a place to park. He hurried into the ER to find Dean still sitting in the waiting room staring at a wall lost in thought.
"Dean, have you heard anything?" John asked approaching him quietly.
"No" Dean replied turning to look at his father, "I was sure I would have heard something by now." John sat down beside Dean. He wondered how things had gotten this bad without him or Dean even noticing what was going on. He had accused Sam of being lazy earlier; he wondered if whatever had made Sam collapse was the same thing making Sam hard to get out of bed. He had a feeling things were only going to get worse from here, he just hoped his family would be able to get through the coming storm.
They waited for another hour before a doctor exited the double doors and headed towards the waiting room.
"Winchester family?" she called out, Dean and John glanced at each other before standing and heading to where she stood.
"Sam's my son" John said, he was almost afraid of what the nurse was going to be telling them.
"If you will follow me we can discuss your son's condition" she said. That being said they headed back into the double doors and started down the hall.
"We have completed a head scan on Sam, and unfortunately have discovered he does have a small bleed in his brain." Dean stared at her, and this wasn't even what he had been brought in for.
"What can you do about it?" John asked feeling a jolt of fear in his heart for his baby.
"We can operate and put a tube in to drain the blood, it's relatively routine so I wouldn't expect any complications from it" Doctor Ashley Sinclair said. She could tell from the expressions on the men's faces the news had terrified them.
"But you do expect complications?" John asked as if sensing that there was something the nurse wasn't saying.
"His blood work has me concerned" she said "he has a much high white blood cell then is normal, of course, this could mean an infection but from the symptoms I am seeing in Sam things are not good, I think it would be best if Sam is referred to a pediatric oncologist."
So quite a bit longer than I normally write, I hope you like it. Thanks for taking the time to read and review! Liz. Hope you enjoyed the slightly overprotective Dean.