Disclaimer- I own nothing
Disclaimer- I own nothing.
Sorry for the wait between updates but I am trying to get my ideas together and get this story finally finished.
Chapter 32
Sam did not know that he had fallen asleep until he woke up. His eyes snapped open and he immediately looked to his side, to Dean. But he was not there. Or he
himself was not there would be more accurate. Someone had moved him when he was asleep.
He was still in the hospital, he was certain of that, but he had been moved into a private room and, by looking out of the window, several hours had passed since
he and his father had spoken.
As he struggled with the wires attached to him and tried to gather his strength together to sit up, his mind whirred over the information he knew and had found
out. The same thing that had murdered his mother while she was in his nursery cursed Dean. And the dream he had had. It all fit together. The fight had finally
come to them. The Demon was making his move. The thought of which terrified the life out of him.
"Hello?" he yelled, not able to sit up much more than a few centimetres. It was unbelievably frustrating not to be at his peak at a time like this. Getting no reply, he
scrabbled around, looking for a call button or something to get attention.
"Argh!" he growled. He could find nothing and he was slick with sweat at the effort. Where was Dean? Was his dad with him?
Sam was very afraid for his brother and he desperately wanted to see him know. Hell, at this point he would be happy to know where his brother was, even if he
wasn't any better than the last time he had seen him.
He still couldn't believe that he had fallen asleep.
"You're awake then."
Sam looked up. A nurse stood in the doorway, with her back leaning against the doorframe confidently, watching him coolly.
"My brother," he said quickly, "My dad?"
"easy tiger," she took a few steps into the room closing the door behind her, "Dean got a little worse so your dad just felt compelled to sign him out AMA."
"How do you know my brothers name? How worse did he get? When did they leave?"
"You don't remember me? Huh! Those drugs really did a number on you. I'm one of the nurses on your brother's case. I'm Meg."
She flashed him a smile that wasn't returned.
"How bad was he?"
"Calm-"
"No!" he shouted, forcing himself up on one arm, "Tell me about my brother."
"I hear he's a real jackass."
"Excuse me."
Meg shrugged her shoulders, "Just what I heard," she said carelessly. "okay. You want to know about you're brother, I know you want to hear some good news."
Sam was very aware that something was not right and his own helplessness.
"You're brother took a "turn for the worse" about an hour after I gave you that little handy pill. You are cute but boy you are much less work when you are out. Anyhow, daddy dearest, seeing his oldest in such pain and danger, decides to take said child on a nice long journey to get a cure. Leaving his youngest with an imbecile who believed every lie that came out of my mouth. I tell you, it's very easy to steal a person in a hospital when you are a nurse."
Sam's eyes widened and Meg, with one hand, pushed him squarely on the chest forcing him back into the bed.
"Yes Sam," she said with a wide smile on her face, "You are my prisoner. And no, there will be no one to save you so just get that right out of your head. Big brother will last for about two states and daddy dearest, so overcome with guilt, that he wont even think to come back for little Sam."
Meg smiled.
TBC