A/N~ Okay this is the next chapter, I am sorry if the information on Chemo is not 100% but I only knew one person to ever go through it, and I am going off of what she experienced with it.
DISCLAIMER: I do not own Supernatural; however I do own Maria, Samantha, Amber, Katie, and John the dog, plus the minor doctors and nurses mentioned in the fic.
The first day of Samantha's chemo treatment came all too fast for the little family. Maria thought it would be best for John to stay with Sam, Amber and Katie, so when Dean, Maria and Samantha went to pick up Sam they had John in the car with them. "I will go get him." Samantha said with a reassuring smile, her parents had explained what was going on and she needed her uncle. She took John to the door, and handed him over to Amber. Sam walked over to her and she started to cry. "Uncle Sammy I am so scared." Samantha mumbled.
Sam wrapped his arm around his distraught niece. "I know Samantha, I am scared too. But I know you are going to beat this because you know what?" Sam asked.
"No…" Samantha replied, now the tears had stopped but she was still clinging to her uncle.
"You are a very strong little girl. You have me, your Aunt Amber, Katie, your mama and daddy, not to mention John to support you." Sam answered. He continued to hug his niece and then the two of them walked to the Impala and climbed into the back seat.
When the small family arrived at the hospital they took the elevator to the oncology floor. As they approached the room where they were to wait, Maria clung to her husband and Samantha clung to Sam. When they got to the waiting room, Sam and Samantha walked over to some empty chairs to wait. Dean and Maria walked to the front desk. "How can I help you?" The receptionist asked.
"We need to sign in our daughter, Samantha Winchester." Dean replied, as he wrapped his arm around his worried and frightened wife.
"Very well sir, if you will just fill these out and hand them to the doctor when you get called back." The receptionist replied and handed over a clip board.
Maria and Dean went to sit down. Dean filled out the paperwork while Maria watched the other children who were here for treatment play. "Mama…I don't want to be here. Can we go home?" Samantha asked after she saw some of the kids with no hair.
"I am sorry baby; I don't want to be here either. But we have to be here so you can get your chemo and get all better." Maria said sadly as she took her frightened seven year old into her arms.
Sam looked rather uncomfortable, but stayed with his brother and family as they waited.
"Samantha Winchester?" A nurse called.
The small family and uncle got up and walked back. They walked down a hallway until they were put in a cubicle in a room with at least 20 of them. Dr. Stewart was waiting for them, "Before we start treatment there is something I want to suggest." He said when the family was seated.
"What is it?" Dean asked, when he noticed Maria clinging to their daughter.
"I would like to insert a port through surgery. It will make it easier to give her chemo treatments. The surgery would take place sometime after she recovers from this first round of treatment if the cells are dying." He replied.
"If they are dying? Does that mean that if the cells are not dying she won't get the port until the second or third round of chemo?" Dean asked.
"Yes, I'm sorry to say that it would have to be put off until the cancer cell levels are a bit lower." Dr. Stewart said.
"Okay…" Dean replied, and then looked at the curtain as a nurse wheeled in a tray full of medical supplies, including a few buckets.
"Oh god…" Maria whispered when she was told by the doctor to move out of the way.
Dean pulled Maria away from the bed holding their daughter with the help of Sam. "Maria look at me." Dean said softly.
Maria turned her head and nodded for him to continue. "This is important, we need to let them so their job so Samantha will get better." Dean said with a sad smile.
Maria buried her face in her husband's shoulder when her daughter let out a cry of pain. Sam walked over to his niece and held her hand. "It's alright." Sam cooed to his niece.
When the nurse finished giving Samantha the chemo drugs she looked at the adults. "It will take a few hours for it to make it from the IV into her body."
The nurses and Doctor left the small family. "Samantha, you need to tell us if you start to feel sick." Maria said softly.
"Okay mama." Samantha replied and then tears rolled down her face. Maria sat down and pulled her daughter onto her lap.
"Oh honey, it will be okay. You are going to get better." Maria whispered.
"NO!!!!" They heard a little boy yell from the other side of the curtain.
"Mama that is Jack." Samantha whispered.
The curtain between them opened and Jack looked at Samantha. "Why are you here?" asked the seven year old boy.
"I have cancer…" Samantha replied to her friend.
"Oh…so do I." replied Jack.
"Mama…" Samantha started but trailed off when she gagged. Dean shut the curtain; Maria grabbed a bucket and held it under her baby girl's chin.
Dean got some water ready and Sam rubbed Samantha's back.
When Samantha finished throwing up Dean whipped her mouth and handed her the water. Maria sat the bucket down and ran out of the cubical and down the hall, with tears running fiercely down her face. When she was back in the waiting room she dropped to her knees and cried.
"Sam, can you stay with her? I need to check on Maria." Dean said.
"No. Daddy don't leave me." Samantha whispered and once again gagged. Dean grabbed the bucket and held it for his daughter.
"Okay baby, I am here I won't leave. Sam go find Maria please." Dean replied.
Sam walked back to the waiting room and found his sister-in-law sobbing on the floor. Sam walked to her and pulled her into his arms. "Hey now, she is going to be okay. This is normal, she is going to recover and you will live a happy life." Sam tried to reassure his sister-in-law.
"Sam I am so scared. What will I do if I lose her?" Maria asked.
"You WON'T lose her." Sam said stressing the word, 'wont'
"If I lost her I would just die." Maria replied ignoring what Sam said.
"Maria, Samantha is not going to die. Do you hear me?" Sam asked sternly.
"Yeah…" Maria replied.
"You ready to go back in now?" Sam asked.
"Do you think I would be a bad mom if I had to stay out here?" Maria asked in response.
"No, I think you would be a mom, who does not want to see your baby in pain, I am sure you are not the only mom who can't go into the chemo treatment room with her child." Sam replied.
At that moment another woman came sobbing into the waiting room. "See?" Sam asked.
"Yeah…I guess…" Maria replied her sobs now stopped but the tears kept coming. Sam helped his sister-in-law to a chair and sat down beside her.
"Ma'am are you Mrs. Winchester?" a nurse asked.
"Yes…" Maria whispered.
"Your husband and daughter are asking for you." The nurse replied.
"Can you tell them I am sorry but I can't watch this happen to my daughter?" Maria asked.
The nurse nodded and walked off. Sam and Maria said nothing more to each other and waited for Samantha and Dean to emerge.
"Sir, I am sorry but your wife said she cannot watch this happening to your daughter." The nurse told Dean when she reentered the room.
"Okay, thank you." Dean replied, understanding how his wife felt, but he was also disappointed in Maria.
When the treatment was done, Dean carried a now sleeping Samantha to the waiting room to get his wife and brother.
They made their way to the Impala and Sam sat in the back with Samantha, bucket in hand. Maria sat in the front with Dean. When they dropped Sam off they headed home, but now Maria was in the back with her baby girl. When they arrived at the house Maria carried an empty bucket to Samantha's room and Dean carried Samantha.
When they had their baby settled in bed they had dinner in silence, Samantha had told them she would eat in the morning when they tried to get her to eat.
"Maria what the hell was that at the hospital?" Dean asked when Samantha was asleep and Dean and Maria were in their room.
"Well I am fucking sorry for not being able to watch my daughter throw up from drugs being forced into her body!" Maria replied harshly.
"Did you ever think that maybe I don't want to see it either?" Dean asked.
"I know you don't want to see it but you are much stronger than me! Damn-it Dean I want my baby to be better! I don't want to watch her fucking die!" Maria replied.
"Sweetheart, she will not die, you just have to hope." Dean replied.
Maria broke down completely again. By the time she had stopped crying she was sound asleep in the loving embrace of her husband, who was also sleeping.
A/N~ Hope you liked it. Please review, I will try to have the next chapter up tomorrow, but if I get reviews I may post another chapter tonight, because reviews equal happy author, and happy author equals more chapters and faster chapters!