A Hard Road Ch. 15
Disclaimer: I don't own anything recognizable in this story. Nor am I making a profit from it.
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Joshua couldn't believe just how fast things had gone wrong on the hunt. They had arrived at the crematorium late in the evening and entered through the back door which took him only a few moments to open using his lock pick set. As he and John had walked inside, he pulled out his EMF meter and quickly scanned the place for any spirit activity. Finding none, Joshua had quickly located the cremated remains of the man that they had suspected of causing the workers to go insane. He had John watch his back as he quickly doused the bone fragments with salt and lighter fluid. He was about to set them alight when they were interrupted by a security guard. It didn't take them long to find out the guard had been possessed by the Pishacha demon as he flung his hands out and John went flying through the air and collided with the unforgiving surface of the cremator furnace. He watched in horror as the rookie hunter dropped to the cement floor like a sack of potatoes.
Knowing that he only had once chance, he dropped the matches onto the bone fragments as he quickly pulled his loaded .45 from his pocket and shot the demon in the upper leg with a copper tipped round laced with holy water. He didn't take the time to watch the flesh sizzle as he immediately started to recite an exorcism to expel the demon from the security guard's body. "Exorcizamus te, omnis immundus spiritus, omnis satanica potestas, omnis incursio infernalis adversarii, omnis legio, et secta diabolica, Ergo draco maledicte et section Ergo draco maledicte et legio secta diabolica Ut Ecclésiam tuam secúra tibi fácias servire libertáte, te rogámus, audi nos…"
Joshua breathed a sigh of relief as he watched the black smoke pour from the security guards mouth and rise towards the ceiling until it evaporated into a flash of fire. He quickly walked around the body of the fallen security guard who now lay in a heap on the cold floor since the man was obviously dead. There was no telling how long he had been possessed and his body just couldn't handle the outcome of the exorcism. Arriving by John's side, he quickly knelt down and placed two fingers along the fallen hunters neck to check his carotid pulse. Finding a weak but steady beat, he quickly lifted the injured man into a fireman's carry and made his way out to the truck. As he loaded John into the passenger side and placed a seatbelt around him for support, Joshua used his fingers to pry open John's eyes. He quickly shined a small penlight into his eyes and noticed how sluggish they were to react, definite concussion.
Not wanting to take any chances since the man had two little boys waiting on him back at Bobby's place, Joshua decided to take the tenderfoot hunter to the hospital for a proper diagnosis and medical help. Putting the truck in gear, he pulled out onto the road and headed off towards the hospital. Knowing that he had to alert Bobby to what was happening, Joshua decided to call the man as soon as he had some information to relay about John.
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Bobby had just sent Dean upstairs to get ready for bed and was starting to change Sammy's diaper when he heard the phone ringing. "Well isn't this just perfect timing" he said as he debated with what he should do--finishing changing Sammy's diaper or pick the toddler up and hold him with his bottom stark naked. Knowing that it could be Joshua with news about the hunt, Bobby picked up the squirming toddler praying that he didn't get a warm golden shower upon his hip.
"Singer here and make it quick" he said as he answered the phone while trying to hold the still squirming toddler in his grasp as Sammy pushed at him to be put down.
"Hey Bobby, it's Josh"
"Hey Josh, how did the hunt go?" Bobby asked as he lowered Sammy to the floor."
"Not to good, we've uh, got a problem"
"Damn, what happened?" Bobby asked as he watched Sammy walk over to the corner and squat down and grunt, his little face turning red with the effort. "Wait a minute, hold that thought" Bobby said as he raced over to the corner with a clean diaper, but he was just a little too late as Sammy made a quick deposit on the floor.
"Shit" Bobby grumbled as he used the diaper to scoop up the mess knowing that he would have to mop the floor now. He picked up Sammy and carried him over to the couch where he grabbed a fresh diaper and wipes from the diaper bag. He cleaned Sammy's little bottom and then put a fresh diaper on him before picking him up once again.
"Sorry about that Josh" he said as he made his way back to the phone. "Sammy needed a diaper change."
"S'okay Bobby, don't worry about it" Joshua said with a smile as he remembered the way Sammy had toddled up to him at Bobby's place.
"So you were saying something about a problem during the hunt" Bobby said to encourage Joshua to give him the news about what happened.
"We kinda ran into an unexpected complication. John was thrown through the air by a demon and he smacked hard into one of those cremator furnaces. He was unconscious for a while, but he finally woke up about thirty minutes ago. The doc wants to keep him for forty eight hours observation since he's sustained one hell of a nasty concussion."
"Damn" Bobby swore under his breath as he listened to the words Joshua was saying. He was worried how it would affect the boys since John would be gone longer than expected. He didn't mind watching them for that length of time at all, he was just concerned about how Dean would accept the news. "Well you just do your best to keep him there and tell him I'll watch after the boys until he get's back and not to worry, I've got everything under control"
Josh just harrumphed at what Bobby said. "I'll do my best, but John is one stubborn bastard, he's already chomping at the bit to leave and get back to those boys of his."
"Do what you can to keep him there for at least the next twenty four hours anyway. That ought to give the docs enough time to make sure there isn't anything more seriously wrong with him." Bobby encouraged. He heard Joshua reply that he would do his best and then hung up the phone.
"Okay Sammy boy, what do you say we get you ready for bed to" Bobby said as he rustled the toddlers curly brown locks.
"Damn" Sammy replied with a smile on his face. "Damn, damn, damn."
"Crap" Bobby thought as he grimaced knowing how much John was going to be upset with him over Sammy's new found word. He would have to be more careful now about what he said in front of the little tyke to keep him from picking up any more words that he shouldn't be saying.
By the time Bobby carried Sammy upstairs, Dean was already dressed in his pajamas and had Sammy's laid out on the bed for him. He was sitting on his bed coloring when Bobby walked into the room. "I'm coloring a picture for Daddy when he gets home tomorrow" he said with pride as he showed it to Bobby with a smile on his face.
Bobby plastered a fake smile on his face as he dressed Sammy in hi pajamas and commended Dean for his coloring. He didn't have the heart to break the news to Dean that his daddy wouldn't be home tomorrow. He would let the kid get a good night's sleep before hitting him with the news in the morning. "That's some fantastic coloring Dean, you're daddy is going to love the picture. Don't you think so too Sammy?' Bobby asked as he placed the rambunctious little boy on the bed beside Dean.
"Damn, damn, damn" replied Sammy as he plopped himself in front of Dean.
Dean's eye grew huge as he heard the words that his baby brother had said. "No Sammy, dat's bad, you don't say dat word" he said as he scolded his baby brother by shaking his finger at him. "Daddy's gonna be mad at you."
Sammy's bottom lip began to tremble as his big brother got onto him. Dean never hollered at him and it scared him. His little eyes filled with tears as he began to sniffle. Feeling immediate remorse at seeing Sammy's face, Dean pulled his baby brother into his arms and hugged him tightly. "I sorry Sammy, I didn't mean to yell at you" he said as he rocked him back and forth. After a few minutes, he felt Sammy totally relax against him as his baby brother slipped off to sleep. He allowed Bobby to place Sammy in the crib and then climbed in beside him so that Sammy wouldn't be alone tonight. Bobby then covered up the boys and wished them a good night as he turned on the small nightlight and then climbed into the bed left vacant by Dean. He wasn't allowing the boys out of his sight tonight.
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After hanging up the phone, Joshua walked back to John's room to find him arguing with the doctor and getting angrier by the minute. "You don't understand, I can't stay here. I've got to get back to my boys" John said as he pushed his legs off of the bed and tried to stand up. "They need me and I know my rights, so just get me some damned AMA papers to sign."
"Mr. Winchester, you need to understand that your head has suffered a severe trauma. You could walk out of here and have a hemorrhage causing you to collapse on the spot. Just give us at least another twenty four hours and then against my better judgment, I will release you from medical care" The doctor said exasperated with the stubborn fool who seemed so intent on killing himself.
Ignoring the doctor's words, John pushed himself up from the bed and was immediately assaulted with a case of veritgo as his head began to swim causing him to become extremely dizzy. He took a few stumbling steps before his knees buckled and he began to sink towards the floor. His descent was stopped however as Joshua rushed towards him and caught him underneath the arms.
"I'll handle this doc" Joshua said as he helped the concussed hunter back into bed. "Now stay your ass there or I'll tie you down myself" Joshua said as he helped John to lie down on the bed. "I know you need to see your boys, but all you'll do is scare the hell out of them with the condition you're in now. So shut the hell up and do as the doctor says."
"I just, I want, can't…" John's voice trailed off as the pain medication kicked in and he faded off to sleep.
TBC