Deuce and Damien
Chapter 11
Disclaimer: See chapter one
The same doctor was now in charge of both boys in the ICU and was speaking with both fathers' at the nurse's station. "I understand these boys were brought in together, and I can only image what you gentlemen went through waiting for help to arrive, but they are both very sick. Their temperatures continue to increase…" The doctor looked at John, "I know Dean had stabilized but over the last couple hours it has slowly started to climb and his respiration is becoming more labored, I have called in a surgeon and believe we have to consider the possibility of having to place a drain in to remove the fluid that is building up in his lungs," The man glanced back at Mac, "both boy's lungs."
"What about their temperature, with such a high temperature is surgery really the safest course of action?" Mac knew doctors didn't like to do surgery if a patient's condition wasn't as stable as possible and as Caleb and Dean's conditions have continued to deteriorate he was worried.
"Right now, if nothing is done, there is little chance of either boy making it through the night as quickly as everything has progressed. Our measures to bring their temperatures down don't seem to be working and with the fluid accumulation, the oxygen level in their blood is becoming critical. I'm sorry, I wish there was better news, but honestly I've never seen a patient succumb this rapidly, especially two otherwise healthy children." The doctor watched the younger man look toward the older one.
"Mac?" John's whispered plea told Mac the Knight was placing his complete faith in the Scholar's opinion.
Rubbing his hand over his face, Mac at that moment felt so inept. Both his son and John's were possibly dying and there wasn't a damn thing he could do to stop it. Mac was a doer, a fixer, but he could do nothing and fix nothing in this matter, he had to turn that power over the doctor before him and the Scholar knew that whatever his decision was, John was going to follow his lead in what was best for Dean, which humbled and terrified him. "Okay, but when they come out of surgery, they both need to be together, in the same room." Something in Mac screamed that what was happening was linked to both boys and that in the end, they would both live or they would both die, but they would do it together.
Oxoxoxoxoxo
Dean pushed at his mother's grip, she quickly placed the small boy on the ground and he immediately took off running. "Deuce!" Caleb took off too, amazed at the quickness of the child.
"Dean!" Mary fell in behind the teen as they chased after the five-year old.
Quicker than they thought possible, Dean reached the pond and with more strength than expected, the preschooler shoved Jim's johnboat out into the water and jumped in. As Caleb and Mary reached the bank Dean grabbed the ore in the bottom of the boat and managed to maneuver the small boat just out of reach. "Deuce, what are you doing? Get back here!" Caleb yelled as he went to wade into the pond only to be stopped as the water shot straight up in the air, surrounding the pond in a wall of water.
"What the…!" Caleb shouted as Mary grabbed his arm, keeping him from falling.
"Go away, leave me alone!" Dean shouted as he moved the vessel toward the middle of the pond.
Caleb moved forward. What sounded like a clap of thunder shook the farm when the teen touched the substance, his body sent flying backwards through the air.
"Caleb!" Mary yelled as the teen landed, unmoving several feet away.
Oxoxoxoxo
As the men were still talking with the doctor about the possibility of Dean and Caleb having to have drains placed to relieve the fluid build up in their lungs a monitor in Caleb's cubical sounded. Several nurses and the doctor rushed toward the teen, Mac and John right behind, however as they reached the doorway another alarm sounded in the ICU, this time it was Dean's.
Oxoxoxoxo
It had been several anguish hours since Bobby and Jim had last seen Dean and Caleb as the boys were loaded into the SUV's search and rescue had sent out. They'd had no word on the boy's conditions in all the time they had waited for another vehicle to arrive to bring them into town. They hoped that would change as they entered the hospital, Sammy held securely in Jim's arms as they approached the desk. "We're looking for Dean Winchester and Caleb Reaves…"
"Deedee!" Sammy clapped at the sound of his brother's name.
"Sh, Sammy, we'll see Dean soon." Bobby patted the small boy's back as Jim tried to stay focused on the nurse behind the counter.
"They were brought in several hours ago for hypothermia." Jim waited patiently as the young woman typed in the names.
"They're both in the ICU; it's on our second floor." The nurse said looking at both men and the little child with them.
"Thank you." Jim responded as they turned and headed toward the elevator.
"That couldn't be good if they're both in the ICU." Bobby commented, hitting the up button on the wall.
"It could be precautionary." Jim commented as they stepped inside the lift and the doors closed, his heart praying that that was the case.
Oxoxoxoxox
"What the hell?" The doctor shouted as the second alarm sounded in Dean's cubicle, "Page Dr. Evan's stat!" he shouted as he reached Caleb's side, the boy struggling to bring in air, his body arching in the effort of his lungs trying to work. "We need to intubate now!"
"Caleb!" Mac yelled from the entrance, his heart breaking as he watched his son struggle to breath.
"Dean, no!" John's voice sounded from down the hall as Mac felt tears slip down his cheeks.
"What's going on? Dean!" John shouted as the nurses worked to stabilize the child, John trying to push in. A firm grip on his arm cause John to jerk away, but the hold held. Preparing to round on the person that was trying to keep him from his son, he stopped as it was Nurse Mary that was standing there.
"Let them work." Her firm, but soothing voice stopped John's attempt to enter the room as another man in a white coat made his way past. "They'll take care of him."
John's head whipped up as the activity around his son increased, hearing Dean struggle to breath, the newly arrived doctor called out directions, "I need to intubate!"
Oxoxoxoxo
Jim and Bobby exited the elevator just as a doctor came running from the stairwell and raced through the ICU doors, "Jim?" Bobby asked, fear in his voice as his worry increased for the boys he was quickly coming to care about.
"I don't know Robert, I don't know." Jim whispered as they watched the doors swing closed, Sammy buried his head onto the Pastor's shoulder as he started to sob quietly.