Road Less Travelled

Follow up to my story Two Hunters and a Baby, so if you haven't read that one it might pay to and then come back and revisit this one, coz it might get a little confusing.

Disclaimer: Sigh nope still nothing ... hmm what to do??? Okkies I promise I will send em home after I finish playing with my boys!!

Author's Note: Sorry this chapter is a little short but it is necessary to build up the rest of it. So please enjoy.

CHAPTER SEVEN

Sam knew something was wrong before he opened his eyes, the neverending silence as familiar to him now as breathing gave him little comfort. His head felt heavy, as though someone wrapped a band of steel around it and kept twisting it.

A shadow passed over his face and he tried once again to open his eyes and to check on Dean. Panic clenched in his chest making his heart beat even faster, something was so wrong. He felt the heaviness on his face, he couldn't breath, and he couldn't push it away.

An Hour Earlier
Bobby sat between the two beds dozing fitfully, both boys were out for the night on strong painkillers, finally able to rest without nightmares plaguing them. Maggie came in just before her shift finished and gently covered the man with a blanket a gentle smile as she passed a hand over his bristled cheek.

Making sure that the two patients were right she left the room again quietly to find her replacement for the night. Rebecca White is the closest to a sister Maggie would ever have and she trusted her with her life. Briefly, she explained the situation with the Singer family in the isolation room, and why Rebecca was the only nurse allowed in there, especially not the temp nurse who seems to have vanished as quickly as she appeared. Maggie took Rebecca into the room and explained about the issues with Dean before she woke the drugged young man enough to introduce Becky to him and to make sure that Dean was comfortable with her. Then she woke Bobby and introduced her friend to Bobby Singer, the boys' uncle, satisfied that she had covered everything, Maggie said her goodnights and left the Singer family in Becky's capable hands.

Merlynda waited for Maggie to leave before lacing the water jug intended for the Singer brothers' room.

Slipping into the room she paused at Dean's bedside, a look of unadulterated lust on her pretty face formed forcing herself to look away she placed the water jug on the chest of drawers and poured a drink for Bobby. Then she pulled two small syringes out of her pocket and injected the contents into the IV ports of Sam and Dean. 'Sleep well guys.' Merlynda whispered before vanishing into thin air.

Present time

Rebecca placed her hand on the door handle of ICU room 103 when the code blue alarm sounded and she found herself running down the hallway to the opposite end. Merlynda stepped out of the shadows and hummed happily, as she went back into the room and stood by the door admiring the unconscious men before her.

Sauntering over to Bobby she checked to make sure that he had some of the water, frowning at the small amount missing from the glass Merlynda moved with blurring speed holding his nose tightly she forced his head back and poured the drugged fluid down his throat, slamming his mouth closed she forced him to swallow. Satisfied she stood back and watched him choke and lose consciousness once again sliding to the floor. Stepping over him, she went straight to Dean's bed and pulled the sheets down to the end of the bed sliding her hand under his hospital pants waistband she found what she seeked and started to stroke him into hardness. A soft moan escaped from Dean's lips as she kept stroking and squeezing him, finally she let go and smiled even more when he made a noise of disappointment at the sudden abandonment. Sliding his pants down over his hips Merlynda climbed onto the bed and lowered herself down onto his erection. Gasping she started to stimulate herself while she rode him, intent on becoming impregnated once again.

Bending down she kissed him viciously sinking her teeth into the soft flesh of his lower lip drawing blood, as she rode him to another erection she abused his mouth with her tongue and teeth, eliciting moans from her unwilling victim.

Movement on the other side of the room made Merlynda remember where she was and what she had to do. Sliding off Dean she readjusted her clothes and stepping over Bobby once again she found herself at Sam's bedside. Picking up one of the spare pillows piled on a chair she stared down at the youngest Winchester with disdain, he stood between her man and her. She knew that if it wasn't for Sam then she would be with Dean and their daughter.

Placing the pillow over Sam's face, she pressed down, humming softly as she watched his pitiful struggles to fight her off.

'What the hell is going on in here?' Rebecca cried out as she opened the door and saw the new nurse standing over Sam with a pillow smothering him. 'Get away from him this instant.'

'Bye bitch.' Merlynda smiled and vanished before Rebecca's shocked face. Pulling herself out of the sudden stupor Rebecca called for security and went to work on resuscitating Sam.

Fifteen minutes later they had Bobby on a gurney with an IV flushing him with fluids after purging his stomach contents, Rebecca called Maggie back in while she attended to the brothers and waited for the doctors to arrive. The security staff called the police and armed guards appeared at their room door and then more at the lifts and stairwells while others searched the hospital and grounds for the missing temp nurse.

Still in shock, Rebecca forced herself to work and to look after her patients Sam responded to the CPR but was still unstable, she placed an oxygen mask over his mouth and waited to see if his ox stats picked up.

Lewis worked on stabilising Dean who's heart had stopped twice with the shock of the trauma and new assault, the small hospital room resembled a mini war zone.

Maggie came rushing into the room just as Bobby started to regain consciousness, groggily he stared up at the woman with a look of wary trust. 'Sam? Dean?' He croaked out.

'They're both alive and here Bobby, ya'll be fine.' Maggie said running a hand over his cheek, her eyes filling with tears with the knowledge of what happened to her three guys.

'Dean?'

'She, she managed to get to him again, ... there's evidence of ...'

'Ah no, how, how is he?' Bobby swallowed heavily on the rising bile and vomit.

'Still unconscious whatever she gave you guys sure packed a mean punch.'

'Sammy?'

'She tried to suffocate him, he responded to CPR.'

'Where, where is she?' Bobby tried to sit up but a wave of dizziness washed over him quickly followed by nausea. 'Gonna be sick.' He managed to get out before the vomit erupted into the small kidney dish Maggie grabbed.

Gagging and screams came from Dean's bed, interrupting the sudden calmness of the room. Maggie hurried to his side but in his frenzied mind all Dean could see was Merci's face and he fought her off. 'Sammy! Where's Sammy? What did you do to him bitch?'

Dean, Dean it's me Maggie she's gone.' Maggie fought to calm Dean down before he started to seize. 'I don't want to sedate you Dean if you calm down you can see Sam.' Her words finally broke through his panicked mind and he calmed down enough to look at the nurse, 'Maggie?' He whispered.

'That's it Dean.' She sighed and released the tight grip she had on his wrists, 'Sam's in his bed.'

'He's okay?'

'He is now, she tried to kill him but he's stable and sleeping off the drugs like you should be doing.'

'What happened? How did she?' Dean felt his anger settle in and started to feel better, anger he could use, panic was, well useless.

'Not sure what happened yet Dean, the police are searching for her now.'

'They'll never find her.' Dean gave a mirthless laugh, 'can ... she did it again didn't she.'

'Dean...'

'Can I sit with Sam for a minute?' Dean asked effectively closing down the conversation before it really got started.

'Yes, yes if you want.' Maggie knew it would be the best medicine for both of the boys.

'Thanks Maggie ... Oh God Bobby you alright?' Dean stared in horror at the older hunter lying on the gurney with an IV attached to him.

'Yeah I'm fine, just a little woozy, gonna take more than that to keep me down.' Bobby grinned tiredly, he watched as Maggie helped Dean into a wheelchair and moved him closer to Sam's bedside. Stepping back, she settled herself at Bobby's side while they watched the brothers in companionable silence.

'Sammy, hey Sammy wanna wake up and talk to me?' Dean chuckled at his own choice of words, 'dude you can't let a pillow beat ya, I mean how girly is that?'

'D-Dean?' Sam rasped his brother's name turning his face towards his brother's voice, 'De?'

'Sammy?'

'Hurts,' Sam whimpered, 'head hurts.' His voice barely above a whisper but definitely stronger than earlier.

'I know dude they did an operation on your ears.'

'Dean?' Sam blinked and looked sadly at his brother, he could hear a buzzing sound but could only see Dean's lips moving. 'Dean?'

'Damn it,' Dean looked up when Maggie pressed a notepad and pen in his hands, 'thanks Maggie.'

He quickly scrawled on the pad and held it up to Sam, 'they operated on your ears.'

Sam frowned and lifted a shaking hand to his head feeling the packing and bandages around his head.

'Dean ... happened?' Sam pushed his voice to the point of making himself cough violently. Quickly Maggie appeared with a cup of ice chips and slipped some down his burnt throat, he smiled gratefully and indicated for another piece.

'No more Sam don't want you to vomit and burn your throat anymore.' Maggie wrote out and showed him, he gave a reluctant nod and laid back on his pillows, when the memory of something dark pressed over his face and he sat up struggling to breath.

'Sam?'

'Smother?' He rasped out between frantic gasps. 'No.'

'Hey, Hey Sammy it's okay.' Dean made Sam look at him and slowly they matched their breathing rhythms and Sam sank back onto his pillows exhausted. He watched as Dean wrote out the message, 'Merci got in, tried to kill us.' Leaving out the rest deliberately.

'Merci?' Sam mouthed her name and looked up at Dean, with a shaking hand he wrote out his own question. 'She hurt you again didn't she?'

TBC