Family of Dean Winchester? The doctor called out as he neared the waiting room. He saw two men stand up and move toward him. The taller of the two held a small girl in his arms who had a pink cast on her right arm. Her face was a ruby color like she had a bad sunburn, but she was wearing a light cotton tank top that let her arms be free to keep the weight off her sunburns. The other man wore a ball cap and looked ill at ease.
"I'm Dean's father" The taller one said as he passed the sleeping girl to the older man. "How is he? How are my boys?"
"I have not heard about your other son yet. But I wanted you to know that Dean's injuries are very severe. You boy has been beaten with what we think is a cane; this by itself caused him to have internal bleeding and bruised his kidneys. It may have caused some of the lacerations that we found also. The Stab wound also caused his right kidney to be lacerated also. That explained why there was so much blood in his urine. He is going to have all this repaired with surgery. This is the most common injury with beatings and stab wounds. I think your boy will be fine in a few weeks, given that he rest and takes it easy. The wound in his upper leg was a miracle. It missed every single blood vessels I have no idea how. But I am not going to look a gift horse in the mouth. He is running a fever but with the med he will be on he should be fine. All the other injuries will heal on their own; they are from beating from the cane and with bare hands. He was lucky this time. I will let you know when he gets out of recovery."
"Thank you. Thank you." John shakes the doctor's hand as he waits on news of Sam.
Bobby looked at John as he sat back down and breathed a little easier. "Sam is going to be alright John, He is a little banged up but I think he is going to be fine as soon as we get him back with his brother. You know how your boys are. They do a hell of a lot better as a team."
"I know Bobby. But I never got to see Sam before they took him. What if?"
"Now don't go borrowing trouble you don't need John. Your boy will be fine and you damn well know it."
Family of Samuel Winchester
"Yes"
"He is doing fine Mr. Winchester. He is very sick but he will be fine in time. He did have Pleural Effusion or water in his lungs which we were able to remove but it may set up an infection if we're not careful. That infection could very easily turn in to full blown pneumonia. Also it was fresh water that he was in so all the water that he ingested was absorbed into his blood stream which has caused an electrolyte abnormality. That we are taking care of with IV fluids. He also has a broken rib and a ton of lacerations to his back none of these were very deep but they were all bleeding when he came in. He also had some metal splinters in his palms and forearms, we removed them and cleaned the wounds before we casted his left arm. I am placing him in room 237 if you want to see him. It is a double room and we plan on putting his brother with him as soon as we can. He was calling for him before we sedated him."
She led the small family to the room where the youngest Winchester was now sleeping. She stepped back and let the family enter and asked them if they needed anything. They both said no.
John walked to Sam's bed side and brushed his baby's hair out of his eyes. He looked at the oxygen mask that covers his son's face. He could see the dark purples and blues that covered his body. They had beaten his boys and John had let it happen. Now he held his son's hand as the man who had hurt his children got away from him. "Bobby I want to get this ass hole. No matter how long it takes."
"We will John." Bobby felt Kisha stir in his arms and when to set her on her feet. "You awake little one."
"Sam is going to be fine. I know Dean said so. He said nothing would take Sam from him, because he is a big brother."
John smiled at her brushed her long hair from her face. God she looks so young how am I going to take care of three kids now. She has no one to take care of her.
She walked over to Sam and started to card her fingers in his hair looking up at John and Bobby. "Can I be their little sister now? I always wanted brothers."
"Yeah you can. But you have to listen to me at all times with no questions asked is that clear?"
'Yes sir!"
Bobby turned to look at the door when a new bed was pushed in with a sleeping Dean on it. The boy looked like Hell warmed over but he was breathing on his own and that was more than they could say a lot of the time when the boys ended up in the hospital.
"He should be waking up in a few hours Sir. Then we will know if everything is alright."
"Thank you very much for all that you are doing for my boys."
"You're welcome."
"Bobby do you mind taking Kisha to the motel so that the two of you can get some sleep. I will see you both in the morning."
"Sure John. Come on little lady. You want to get a frosty before we head in?"
She bobbed her head up and down as she took Bobby's rough hand in hers as he led him down the hall.
"Now it's all up to you two. It's time to wake up guys please. Please wake up." John said as he took both of his boys hands in his and he did something rarely did anymore. He prayed.
