He's my son
Chapter 15
A few hours later Sam was settled back into his old room, but to his surprise he now had a roommate. Her name was Fayelynn Daniels and she was only slightly younger than Sam, she stood about five feet one inches and she was completely bald bearing witness to the battle she bravely fought. What most got Sam's attention was her eyes, they were the bluest blue he ever seen and at the same time completely friendly.
"I'm Fayelynn" she said introducing herself as Sam got settled into his bed.
"Sam" Sam said quietly and just a tad shyly, he had yet to figure out how to talk to girls. Dean laughed at him until Sam turned and shot a glare his way.
"That's my older brother Dean" Sam said nodding towards Dean who had taken a seat beside Sam's bed. Dean smiled but said nothing. He was glad Sam would have a roommate that would alleviate some of his worries at least, and it didn't mean that Dean would be spending any less time here.
"Why are you here?" Sam asked curious because she didn't really look like she needed to be in the hospital. She didn't look sick enough.
"My cancer is back again" she replied "so we are going to try another treatment since my other one is not working anymore." Sam didn't need to be told what would happen if they didn't find another treatment. Sam couldn't imagine having to fight this battle more than once; he didn't think he would be able to do it. The fact that his new neighbor had to fight it yet again made him wonder if there was any hope for him going into remission.
"Hey" Fayelynn called seeing the glum look in Sam's eyes. "Just because it's working out this way for me doesn't mean that's what it's going to do for you. No matter what I am going to beat this if I can you can too"
"You have a very positive outlook" Dean commented having listened to her and Sam's small conversation.
"When you're dealing with cancer its best if you try to stay positive, but really I've never been anything but positive. If this is happening than it's happening for a reason. I've been dealing with it for a long time so staying positive is pretty easy for me. Although I do have my times when I feel depressed, I try not to let it get me down too much."
Sam already liked Fayelynn, she was obviously intelligent, not to mention brave for having gone through this more than once. She showed a maturity beyond her thirteen years and Sam wondered if it came from having dealt with the cancer for a long while.
"How long have you had cancer?" Sam asked.
"Three years I was diagnosed when I was only 10" she replied and laughed at the shocked expression on Sam's face. "Just because you're young it doesn't leave you exempt from dealing with cancer if that is the card you are dealt. And besides I have a pretty aggressive form of cancer which means it's harder to beat but not impossible."
"You don't have leukemia?" Fayelynn shook her head.
"Nope, it starts with an "R" and is pretty hard to pronounce." She replied sitting up and fluffing her pillows before lying back again.
"It wouldn't be Rhabdomyosarcoma would it?" Dean asked and she nodded looking at Dean surprised not many people knew about it. Sam was clearly just as surprised as Fayelynn had been and he stared at Dean in open mouth surprise.
"I've looked up different types of cancer when Sam was first diagnosed" Dean said defending himself.
"When have you had the time to do that, you're always here?" Sam demanded.
"You forget I haven't slept much since this nightmare began" Dean reminded Sam who scowled at Dean.
"You need to get your rest too you know" Sam muttered.
"Well I want to know about what you're facing so you don't have to suffer alone" Dean said "So you can shut up bitch."
"Jerk" Sam muttered softly but loud enough for Dean to hear.
"You have an interesting brother" Fayelynn commented when Dean stood and went out into the hall with Caleb.
"That's one way to describe him" Sam agreed, "I couldn't ask for a better brother even if he has the habit of calling me a girl."
"Totally understand, I have a little sister whom I adore, the sad part is she doesn't completely understand what's going on and what I stand to lose if this monster can't be beat. I can't stand the thought of them grieving for me."
"It's been on my mind more since I've been diagnosed with this disease" Sam said "I've had nightmares of them grieving and Dean he broke my most, in the worst nightmare, he ended his life. And Dad he turned to drinking and in my dream he was driving drunk and was involved in a wreck that killed him. I don't want to think of my family falling apart like that" Sam said as a tear drifted down his face in that moment he was glad Dean was out of the room and didn't know he had dreamed about that.
Fayelynn felt bad for Sam and climbed out of bed and went and sat on Sam's.
"If the worst should happen to us, we have to believe our families are going to be alright. It only hurts us more to think they'll kill themselves or get killed in an accident or whatnot. It doesn't help our case any, we just have to stay positive even when it's hard, the more positive we are the stronger we are, or that's what I've always been told. Along with being told that we won't get called home until it's our time so I guess you can find some comfort in that."
Unknown to the two teens in the room, Dean was right outside the door and had heard every word Sam had spoken. It had broken his heart in two knowing his brother was scared of what would happen to them if he died. If only he'd known Sam had been having those dreams there wouldn't have been anyway for the nurses to separate Dean from Sam. Dean wondered why Sam had never told him about the dreams. He figured maybe Sam thought he would have made fun of him or something; Dean wouldn't dare not over something like that. It was in that moment that Dean realized just how grateful he was for having a roommate, whom Sam had automatically trusted which was strange because Sam didn't trust easily. Again it probably had to do with the fact they were both battling a monster with no end in sight. Dean waited a few more moments giving the two teens a few more minutes to talk before he walked back into the room and reclaimed his seat by Sam's bed.
"Dad's talking with the doc about your chemo" Dean said explaining their father's absence. The man had disappeared right after Sam had been settled in his room.
"At least he didn't leave" Sam muttered. Dean gave him a funny look.
"You think he would leave when you're sick?" he asked quietly.
"I don't know what to think" Sam replied "But I'm glad to have you both around."
"Brother, we wouldn't be anywhere else" Dean said giving Sam his goofy grin that he knew would make Sam laugh. It did and Dean was glad that Sam was in a good mood, considering he was going to be having chemo again in just a little while.
Ten minutes later Fayelynn's family walked in and went and sat beside her. Fayelynn made quiet introductions. Sam wasn't surprised to find out they were all as friendly as their elder daughter was. Fayelynn's dad reminded Sam of Shaggy from Scooby doo, tall and lean, with short brown hair. Her mother was short and red headed and skinny. The little sister looked almost identical to Fayelynn. Faith was eight years old with long strawberry blonde hair and to everybody's amusement developed an intense liking to Dean and was currently playfully pestering him. Dean took it in stride and played with her. Sam watched laughing at him.
John and Bobby walked in with Pastor Jim and Caleb and they were surprised to see Dean goofing off with the little girl.
"Have I missed something?" John wondered out loud watching the scene.
"Yeah, Faith is Dean's girlfriend" Sam said chuckling at the dark look Dean sent him. John laughed at that. The picture it made of Dean playing with the little girl made him miss his Mary even more, and he wondered of Dean or Sam for that matter would ever get to be father's themselves. Shaking his head to clear his thoughts he went and sat on the edge of Sam's bed.
"You doing okay?" He asked quietly, Sam nodded.
"Not too long from now, you will be starting chemo again" John said "I talked to your doctor and he seemed to think it best to start you on it again as soon as possible." Sam sighed but didn't anything he was ready for it to be over already.
"I want to go on and shave my head" Sam burst out of nowhere "If I'm going to lose my hair anyways it's going to be done my way."
"I can do it if you want me to" Shaggy said (Mark) said "I done it for Fayelynn I won't mind for doing it for you, I'll just have to get my razor from home."
"You wouldn't mind?" Sam asked quietly.
"Son, I don't mind at all, I'll do anything for those fighting this disease no matter what type."
"Thank you" John said gruffly though he wanted to refuse the man's offer to help. He had just met him and didn't know much about the other family other than the fact that Sam had made quick friends with the daughter. Just as John was about to say no, Dean elbowed him in his ribs and shook his head.
"Let him do they are a nice family" Dean said softly so that only John heard. He nodded his permission and then turned back to Sam who was sitting quietly.
"Nervous?" John asked as the door opened and Jackie walked through the door.
"Not so much" Sam said "I just don't like being sick."
"We don't like watching you get sick, but just remember it's necessary to you getting better and beating this disease" John said softly.
"Time for Chemo" Jackie said softly as she prepared the IV.
"If it helps me win this fight bring it on" Sam said determined not to let the cancer get the best of him.
"With that attitude you'll be alright" Jackie said smiling happy that Sam was so willing to fight. She had seen so many kids get tired of the fight and just give up, those battles never lasted long and usually ended with the child being laid to rest. It was a relief to know that the youngest Winchester wasn't going to take that path.
Five minutes later Sam was getting his chemo, he was sitting back and talking quietly to Fayelynn who was happy to distract Sam from what was going on. She wasn't set to start her own chemo until the next day.
Sam moaned as the medicine started hitting his bloodstream. It was strange to be able to feel it. But Sam could because it burned in his veins. He knew it wouldn't be too much longer before the sickness hit and he wouldn't be getting very much rest. And he was right it was barely five minutes after the IV had been removed that Sam had started heaving and had yet to be able to stop. Fayelynn had crawled out of her bed despite her parent's protests and went and grabbed Sam's free hand, Dean had the other, and John had Sam in his lap holding him against his chest.
"Remember Sam as much as its hurting now in the end you will be so much better off especially if this combination of drugs does put you into remission."
"Thank you Fayelynn" Sam said weakly as arched up and once more threw up into his bedpan. He closed his eyes; miserable it was hard to stay positive when you were feeling as crappy as he did.
"Just try to get some rest you will feel better in the morning" she said softly hating the suffering she saw in her new friends' eyes. She felt like crying, she had always been able to handle her own pain, but had never handled anybody else's that well.
So what do you guys think about Fayelynn? Thanks for reading and reviewing I hope you enjoyed this chapter. Something else I wanted to say when I got custody of my then 8 month old nephew he couldn't sit up on his own or even crawl. I am proud to say he is now doing both (a little too well for my liking) I couldn't love those kids more even if I don't get a lot of writing done any more so thanks for being patient with me. Have a great week Liz.