A Hiccup in Time Ch. 4
Disclaimer. Still don't own them and still not making a profit from my stories.
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Previously: Dean became concerned as he saw the bright pink splotches on Sammy's cheek and gently placed a palm on his little forehead. "Son of a bitch dad, he's burning up" Dean announced as he picked Sammy up and cradled him in his arms.
"You've got to be kidding me, he was fine just a few hours ago" John stated as he stood up and walked quickly over to where Dean was holding Sammy to his chest. He reached out to place a hand on Sammy's hot forehead just as he saw his youngest child's eyes opening.
"Dad?" Sammy questioned as he opened his weary eyes to see a concerned look on his face. "What's wrong, did something…Dean, why are you holding me in your arms?" Sammy asked as he tried to squirm out of Dean's grasp wondering just what the hell was wrong with his big brother and why he felt like complete and utter crap.
"You've got a fever kiddo" John replied in explanation as he reached out to take Sammy from Dean's arms and sat him on the bed. "You know what to do Dean, we've got to get this fever down some before it becomes too dangerous." John said as he reached down and grasped the hen of Sammy's t-shirt and started pulling it up as Dean left to fill the tub u[ to the halfway point with tepid water.
"Stop it dad, what do you think you're doing?" Sammy asked as he slapped at his dad's hands wondering why his dad suddenly had a fascination with him and his clothing.
"I'm stripping you down kiddo whether you like it or not" John stated as a matter of fact while pulling the t-shirt up and over Sammy's head and removing it. "We've got to get that fever down some and the quickest way to do it is with a lukewarm bath. You should know that tiger since we've had to give you enough of them over the years."
"Aw crap" Sammy groaned knowing just what to expect over the next few minutes. His dad would make him sit in what seemed like ice cold water as he doused him down with it until he felt like his core temperature had been lowered enough. He felt his dad pick him up and lower him to the floor and then watched as his dad reached for the snap on his jeans.
"Don't…I can do it" Sam said as he tugged on his ear once again before reaching down to unsnap his jeans. As he shucked out of them, he felt a sharp pain shoot through his right ear and gasped.
"What is it, what's wrong tiger?" John asked as he bent down on his knees to look Sammy over closely.
"My ear hurts and I'm starting to get a sore throat too" Sam stated with a wince as he cupped his right hand to his ear to try and relieve some of the pain.
"Damn, I should have guessed you were getting sick when you fell asleep so early" John cursed remembering how Sammy would always find a place to curl up and go to sleep as a child when he was getting sick. He couldn't remember how many times Sammy had fell asleep quickly only for him or Dean to find him an hour or so later burning up with fever.
John hoisted Sammy in his arms and carried him into the bathroom. Seeing Dean's nod that the water was ready, John placed Sammy into the water and watched as his shivering son immediately tensed up and tried to climb out. "Sorry kiddo, but you've got to stay in there" John intoned as he picked up a wash cloth and sluiced the water over Sammy's burning skin.
"N-no, s'too c-cold" Sammy stuttered through chattering teeth as he tried to stand once more only to feel the pressure of his father's hands holding him down. "Daddy pleaseeee!"
"I'm sorry son, you have to stay…" John started to say in apology when he saw Dean stripping to his boxers before climbing into the tub.
"S'alright kiddo, I've got ya" Dean whispered as he pulled a shivering Sammy close to him. Sam allowed himself to rest against Dean's chest as John continued to pour the freezing water over his burning skin. John smiled his thanks to Dean as he watched Sammy finally relax as best he could through all of his shivering. After about fifteen minutes, John lifted a weakened Sammy out of the tub and dried him off while Dean took care of himself.
"Dean after you get dressed, go out and start the Impala. I'm ninety nine percent sure that Sammy has an ear infection so we're going to have to make a trip the ER." John told his oldest as he wrapped a towel around Sammy and removed his wet boxers.
"No, no hospital" Sammy said unashamed as he allowed his dad to carry him out of the bathroom and dress him since he was too tired to do so himself.
"I know you don't want to go champ, but it's the only way we can knock out the infection" John said as he finished dressing Sammy and picked him up to carry outside to the car where Dean was waiting on them. John placed a forlorn Sammy into his carseat before climbing into the driver's seat and speeding off toward the nearest hospital.
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After arriving at the ER, John carried his youngest through the swinging glass doors to find the waiting room was nearly empty while Dean parked the car. After signing Sammy in, he took a seat with Sammy sitting in his lap to wait for the doctor to call him. Knowing that they had to be careful with the situation as it was. John decided to talk to Sammy about having to maintain a three year old persona.
"Listen up champ, you know you're going to have to act like a three year old once we get in there. The doc is going to talk to you like he would to a normal three year old so don't go rolling your eyes at him. I also don't want to hear any swearing coming from you , understood kiddo?"
"Yes Sir" Sam replied knowing that the doctor wouldn't understand a youngster of his supposed age having a rather extensive vocabulary. They had just watched Dean walk into the door when a nurse called out "Samuel Connor?"
John stood up and said "that's us" as he carried Sammy toward the swinging door with Dean following. The nurse showed them to treatment room five and took Sammy's temperature with a tympanic ear thermometer and wrote it on a chart. "The doctor will be here soon." she informed the small family before leaving them alone.
John placed Sammy on the small hospital bed and sat in the chair beside it as Dean stood pacing nervously. The door soon opened again and all three Winchesters looked up to see a middle aged doctor with slightly graying hair walk through the door.
"Well who do we have here?" the doctor questioned as he pulled up a stool to sit in front of Sammy to look into the most expressive blue green eyes he had ever seen.
"This is my son Sammy" John answered as he placed a comforting hand on the nape of Sammy's neck.
"Well Sammy, can you tell me how you're feeling? The doc asked as he smiled and placed his hands on Sammy's neck to check his glands.
"My ear hurts and my throat" Sammy relied as he reached up to rub it with his hand.
"Aw, I'm sorry to hear that sport. Let's see if I can't help it to feel better okay" the doc said as he pulled the otoscope from the wall. Placing a sterile tip on the instrument, he placed it into Sammy's right ear and whistled. "Looks like you got a middle ear infection sport" the doctor said as he noticed the redness of the ear and the bulging eardrum. Afterward, he glanced down Sam's throat to see slightly swollen tonsils.
Looking towards John, he said "Your son has an ear infection and slightly swollen tonsils. I'm going to give him an antibiotic shot with a pain reliever. It will give him a head start on fighting the infection and help him get some sleep tonight."
Hearing the doctor's words Sammy immediately bounced up in the bed. "Un uh---no way. I don't want a shot" he said as he quickly slid off the bed on his tummy.
"Hold it right there tiger" John said as he scooped his escaping child up into his arms once again "You'll do as the doctor says."
"No daddy, no!" Sammy screamed as he kicked out with his tiny legs hitting his dad in the thigh while beating at him with tiny fists.
"Stop that right now Samuel" John ordered as he struggled to maintain a hold on his squirming baby boy.
"No, I don't wanna shot" Sammy reiterated as he saw the doctor approaching with the needle in hand. Knowing he had to get away quickly or be held down for the injection, Sammy bent over and bit his father on the arm.
'Holy shit, he just bit me" John yelped as he lost his grip on Sammy due to the pain in his arm allowing him to escape.
Finally having freedom, Sammy scooted under the bed to getaway from the doctor's outstretched hands and made a beeline for the door. Just as he managed to get the door open, he felt himself lifted up from behind once again.
"Hold it right there little brother." Dean said as he laid Sammy back down onto the hospital bed. "The doctor said you need a shot to get better and that is just what is going to happen." He placed one hand on Sammy's hip and the other on his arm as he gently pulled him over onto his side.
"He's all your's doc." Dean said as he kept a firm grip on Sammy. He watched as the doctor reached around to unsnap Sam's jeans.
"I hate you" Sam intoned as he looked up at his brother with glaring eyes as he felt his jeans and boxers lowered. He felt the doctor rub a small area on the back of his behind with something cool and then he sucked in a breath as he felt the needle sink into his little bottom.
"Ow, ow, ow" he hollered as he felt the burning sensation of the medicine being injected into his body. He held his breath as tears formed in his eyes from the pain in his small tush.
"S'okay kiddo, it'll be better in a minute" Dean soothed as he watched the doctor remove the needle and replace his jeans. He pulled Sammy up into a hug and carded his fingers through Sammy's hair. "Calm down tiger, it's all over now, Shhh you're alright,"
As Dean soothed his baby brother, the doctor administered first aid to John by cleaning out the bite wound, applying an antibiotic ointment and then dressing it with a sterile bandage. After he finished, he looked up and John and said "Mr. Connor, how long has it been since you've had a tetanus shot?"
"Wh-what?" John questioned unbelievingly, there was just no way this was happening.
"I need to know how long it has been since you had a tetanus shot. The human mouth is full of germs and it is obvious that your son broke the skin when he bit you." The doctor informed him.
"It's been about ten years or so" Dean replied in answer for his dad since John seemed too stunned to do so for himself.
Pulling another vial and syringe from the medical cabinet, the doctor said "Mr. Connor, I need you to drop your pants please."
John's face turned pale as he realized what the doctor intended to do.
"You heard the doctor dad. You made Sammy take his shot now it's your turn." Dean said with a smirk.
"Son of a bitch" John groaned as he unfastened his belt and dropped his jeans. He felt the doctor push down his boxers just enough to rub the area to sterilize it and then he himself hissed as he felt the needle entering his skin. He took a deep breath as the medicine was injected and then blew it out once the needle was removed. "You're going to pay for this Sammy" he thought as he pulled up his jeans and refastened his belt. Looking over towards his boys, his anger instantly melted away as he saw Sammy sleeping like an angel with his head resting on his brother's shoulder. He waited for the doctor to hand over a prescription for Sammy and another for him.
"Okay boys , let's go home" John whispered so as not to wake his baby boy.
TBC