Disclaimer: Supernatural and all its characters belong to Kripke and the CW. I own nothing.
AN- Sorry it took so long. The first week of school is always hectic. still no medical knowledge-and the knowledge I did find I stretched to fit the story.(so no flames about incorrect medical info. It's on purpose)
Previously on Supernatural- Snatching the medical information sheet off the counter he skimmed down the page to the cautions eyes widening at what he read.
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"Shit!" Josh exclaimed dropping the paper back on the counter. He snatched the list of emergency numbers that Bobby always left on the fridge when the Winchesters were visiting and ran over to the phone. Picking up the receiver the hunter glanced down at the list for the needed number and then dialed Dr. McCoy's clinic. Grumbling as the rings gave way to the answering machine Joshua left a short message and hung up. After looking over the list again, he swiftly punched in Dr. McCoy's home number hoping that the physician would answer this time. His hopes were dashed when the ringing on the other end of the line ended and the answering machine message came on once more. Cursing the good doctor Josh slammed the receiver down and hurried back to the fridge. Grabbing Sammy's medicine and the prescription paper he put both into a bag, shoved the bag in his pocket, and raced up the stairs. Passing the bathroom where Sammy was throwing up once again the uncle went into the boys' room gathering up a blanket and the little boy's slippers. He then hurried back to the bathroom and dropped down beside his nephews. "Dean, go get the truck started." Joshua ordered tossing the keys to a surprised Dean. "I'll get Sammy."
"Yes sir" Dean automatically replied. He carefully handed his crying little brother over to the older man and ran out the door.
"Shhh, its gonna be okay Sammy" Josh comforted sliding the slippers on the boy's bare feet. "We're gonna get you to the ER and the doctors will give you something to make you feel better. Just hang in there a little longer, okay champ?"
Joshua wrapped the youngest Winchester in the blanket and gently picked him up smiling as the little boy laid his head on his shoulder and wrapped his arms around his uncle's neck. "I gotcha kiddo" he whispered as he quickly walked out of the bathroom and down the hall. "I gotcha"
Dean worriedly sat in the passenger seat of Josh's truck staring at Bobby's front door wondering what was taking the man so long. "Finally" he muttered when the door opened and the hunter walked out. Opening his door Dean turned to the side and held out his arms carefully taking his brother back from the older man. Dean settled Sammy in his lap facing the door just in case and started tenderly rubbing the little boy's back while whispering reassurances to him. He heard Josh climb in the truck and slam the door. Leaning back against the bench seat Dean continued to comfort his little brother as he split his gaze between Sammy and the road. He reached over and took hold of his brother's small wrist pulling the scratching fingers away from his chest and placing the hand in his lap. Seeing Sam's eyes widen and a hand fly to his mouth Dean hollered for Josh to pull over.
Josh swerved and hit the brakes at Dean's shouted warning. Turning to the boys he placed a hand on both the Winchesters' shoulders as Dean held little Sammy through yet another bout of retching. Once the latest attack was over he passed Dean a bottle of water for the sick youngster and pulled back onto the road. Glancing over at John's boys as he drove he noticed Sammy scratching his chest and arms. Concerned Josh reached over and stopped the tiny hand's movements before flipping on the overhead light. "Dean, check Sammy's chest and arms." He instructed hoping he was wrong.
Dean gently lifted the front of Sammy's shirt and gasped. "There's red patches all over his chest, Uncle Josh!" he said pushing up one pajama sleeve. "They're on his arms, too."
"Crap!" Josh thought pressing down a little harder on the accelerator. Knowing he needed to keep Dean calm so Sammy wouldn't freak out he took a deep breath and pasted a smile on his face. "It's okay Dean. Sammy's just having a little reaction to the medicine." Josh calmly stated. "The docs at the ER will get him straightened out in no time. Just keep him from scratching till we get there."
"Yes sir" Dean replied glancing down at his little brother. "It's alright Sammy. Uncle Josh said you're gonna be just fine." He soothed before leaning down and kissing the top of Sam's head. Seeing the hospital come into view the eldest Winchester mentally cheered.
Joshua didn't think he'd ever been so glad to see a hospital before in his life. He drove down the winding drive following the signs to the ER. Parking in the first available spot he shut off the engine, jumped out of the truck, and raced around to the passenger side stopping at the already opened door. Popping open the glove compartment he grabbed a paper and tucked it in his shirt pocket and then turned to the boys. "Let me take him Dean" he softly ordered. Josh carefully scooped up Sammy and swiftly headed to the sliding glass doors of the emergency room with Dean at his heels. Walking in the doors he went straight to the reception desk.
"May I help you sir?" a matronly nurse asked.
"Yes ma'am, my nephew's having an allergic reaction to his medicine. He's throwing up and he has hives on his chest and arms." Josh informed her adjusting his hold on Sammy.
The words 'allergic reaction' had the nurse reaching for the phone. After an extremely brief conversation she handed him a clipboard and pointed to the doors behind her as they opened. "Go to those doors. Nurse Johnson will take you right on back, sir." She instructed.
"Thanks" Josh called over his shoulder as he hurried over to the nurse who was waiting in the doorway. He went through the doors and followed her down a long hallway and into a curtained cubicle. Tossing the clipboard on a chair he gently laid Sammy on the exam table and carded his fingers through the little boy's hair to calm him as the nurse started taking his vitals. Seconds later he heard the swish of the curtain as a harried looking doctor came into the room.
"I'm Dr. Harris" the young dark haired man said as he stepped up to the table glancing at the nurse's scribbled notes and frowning. "You said you think your nephew's having a reaction to a medication?" the doctor asked as he began to examine the frightened seven year old. "What medication was it? When did he take it and how long did it take for the symptoms to appear?"
Joshua pulled the bag out of his pocket and set it on the table next to Sammy. "This is it. Sammy took it about an hour, hour and a half ago and he started throwing up about a half an hour or so after he took it." He stated reaching in his shirt pocket. "And before you ask, I have a legal document giving me the okay to consent to medical treatment for the boys. Their daddy had it written up cause he has to go out of town for work sometimes and he wanted to make sure the boys were taken care of."
"That's great! It'll make things go a lot smoother." Dr. Harris replied picking up the bottled medicine and glancing at the label. "If you two will go out in…"
"No way! We're staying right here with Sammy!" Dean protested squeezing his little brother's hand to reassure his now crying sibling. "My brother's scared of doctors and hospitals and I'm not leaving him."
"Okay, okay, my bad" the doctor said holding up his hands in surrender. "You can stay." He scribbled some notes on Sam's chart and smiled down at the little boy. "That's some guard dog you've got there son. He's not gonna bite me, is he?"
"No" Sammy snickered. "Dean don't bite."
"Good to know." Dr. Harris said. "Now let's see if we can't get you feeling better." He walked to the curtain and motioned for the nurse. He handed her the chart of instructions before coming to stand next to Josh and Dean. Bending down to Dean's level he said, "Nurse Johnson is going to start an IV on your brother so we can give him the medicine he needs. Think you can distract him till the needle stick is over?"
"Sure" Dean replied turning back to his little brother. He once again took Sammy's hand in his and started talking about all the things they were going to do at Bobby's while the nurse readied a spot on the boy's other hand for the IV. He kept up his chatter as the nurse picked up the catheter and Sammy's hand.
Sammy smiled as he listened to Dean listing all the things they were going to do when he was better. He frowned at the wet feeling on his hand but continued listening to his big brother happily imagining all the fun they would have. The words 'little stick' brought Sammy out of his thoughts. He glanced over at the nurse just as she picked up the catheter. He stared wide eyed as the sharp instrument got closer to his hand. Shaking his head he tried to pull his hand away only to have her grip on his hand tighten. "No! No!" he hollered.
"It's okay, Sammy, Big brother's here." Dean soothed running a hand through his brother's hair. Sammy's scream as the catheter was inserted and settled into place made the protective older brother see red. "You didn't have to be so rough!" he hissed at the nurse as he started around the table.
"Whoa, Dean!" Josh ordered placing a restraining hand on the boy's shoulder. "You wanna get yourself kicked outta here, boy?"
"No sir" Dean replied still glaring at the nurse. "But she shouldn't have…"
"I know Dean and I'll talk to the doc about it, okay?" Josh asked. He waited for the boy to nod and then added, "Good, now go back to your little brother. He needs you."
Dean glanced back to see Sammy reaching out for him. Kicking himself for walking away from his ill brother he walked back to the table, jumped up to sit beside the little boy, and pulled Sammy into a hug. "I'm here Sammy, big brother's here" Dean comforted as he began to slowly rock. "You're safe, buddy. I'm not gonna let anything else hurt you. Promise."
Josh watched John's boys for a few minutes smiling as Dean managed to quickly calm Sammy down. Wanting to make sure the littlest Winchester was going to be alright Josh caught Dean's eye and motioned toward the curtain before walking over and stepping out of the cubicle. Seeing Dr. Harris at the desk down the hall he quickly walked over. "Can I talk to you a minute, Doc?" he asked.
"Sure mister…ummm the doctor began.
"Josh" the hunter supplied.
"Alright Josh it is." Dr. Harris agreed walking over and sitting in a nearby chair. "I was about to come back to the room to talk to you anyway. Your nephew is going to be fine. You were right. He was having a reaction to the medication. Luckily it was a mild reaction and you caught it immediately. We're giving him medications for the nausea and hives through the IV. The little guy should be feeling a lot better once that IV is finished."
"So I can take him home after the IV is done?" Josh inquired.
"Actually, I'd like to keep him overnight just to be sure there are no other complications." Dr. Harris replied.
"Anything you say doc" Josh said as he stood. "Guess I should get back to the boys."
Dr. Harris stood and shook Josh's hand. "Someone will be in to move Sammy to a room shortly." He informed the older man. "And I'll be up to check on him in a little while."
"Thanks doc" Josh said before turning and heading back down the hall to his boys.