A Hiccup in Time Ch. 35
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Previously: "He sure is sport." John said as he hugged Sammy to him. The hunters were so intent in watching Dean that they didn't notice a sinister presence off to the side who started chanting in a demonic tone. The next thing the hunters saw, was the footholds shatter beneath Dean's feet just as the rope anchoring Dean to the mountain snapped and fell to the ground.
"Deanie!" Sammy shouted in terror as he watched his big brother starting to fall. The tears immediately began to fall as Sammy started trembling uncontrollably from what he had just witnessed.
"Son of a bitch!" John gasped loudly as he quickly handed Sammy over to Bobby in a dire need to get to his oldest hoping beyond hope that he could somehow keep Dean from being killed in the fall. He knew chances were he would never make it in time, but damn it, he had to do something. Arriving at the rock mountain in seconds flat, he looked up and caught his breath as he noticed Dean had managed to somehow catch himself by the tips of his fingers and that he was holding on precariously, obviously in pain from the moans that could be heard coming from his oldest.
"Hold on Dean, I'm coming." John stated as he tried to push his way through the park personnel who had surrounded the wall to keep others from approaching.
"Sir you have to stand back." A gentleman wearing a security outfit informed him as he placed a firm hand against John's chest to stop his forward movement.
"You don't understand, that's my son up there." John enunciated rather loudly in his distress to help Dean.
"I'm sorry sir, but you'll only get in the way." The security officer informed him as he tried to calm the agitated father. "We already have personnel scaling the wall to get to your son now. Their experts at what they do. Please let them handle it. If anyone can get your son down safely, it's those men right there." The man informed John as he pointed to the men who were already three fourths of the way up the wall.
Taking a deep breath, John focused his attention on the rescue in progress. He could tell that Dean had a less then tenable hold and could soon fall, possibly being killed in the process. He knew if Dean fell, he would throw himself under his oldest to break his fall in anyway possible. It would be Dean's only chance at surviving. "Come on, come on, come on," John pleadingly whispered as the men made an approach towards his oldest who was now sweating up a storm as his pained moans were becoming louder. He heard Dean call out for help, that he couldn't hold on much longer and his heart nearly broke in two with the pain those few words caused.
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Taking Sammy immediately into his arms, Bobby spun the sobbing toddler around and tucked his head into the crook of his neck as he rubbed his back in a soothing circular motion. "Shhh Sammy, everything's going to be okay." He stated as he watched John running towards the wall, all the while praying that his words of comfort were true and that he wasn't lying to the child he loved as though he were his own. Standing up, he began to pace back and forth as he bounced Sammy lightly within his arms offering what little words of comfort he could think of.
Seeing John arrive at the wall, he watched him arguing with the security personnel and wondered if he should make his way over there too. He knew how forceful John could be when one of his children were in trouble and the last thing they needed was for John to get his ass hauled off to jail right now. The idea had no sooner popped into his mind when he instantly nixed it knowing that if Dean did happen to fall, he didn't want Sammy anywhere near the area to even hear the sound of Dean actually hitting the ground. He felt a huge lump grow in his throat at the thought and it suddenly became hard for him to swallow.
Glancing upwards, he could see that Dean had managed to somehow catch hold of one of the pieces jutting out from the rock and that he was desperately trying to hang on by what looked to be the tips of his fingers. "Please, give him the strength to hold on." He prayed hoping that the higher power Jim Murphy believed in so well was listening. Hearing John shout out in anguish about it being his son up there, he placed a hand over Sammy's ear so that the toddler wouldn't be able to hear the fear and desperation in his father's voice. Sammy was already frightened enough without picking up on his dad's terror too.
Sparing another look towards the wall, Bobby breathed a sigh of relief as he watched two men scaling it quickly as they made their way towards Dean. The men looked to be experts at climbing with the speed at which they were making their way up the rock mountain. "Just hold on Dean, they're almost there." He whispered as he cradled Sammy close to his chest. He was seriously worried about the toddler making himself sick with how much he was crying. He could tell Sammy was exhausted with the way he hiccupped and struggled to breathe before letting out ear piercing wails once again.
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As the footholds crumbled beneath his feet and his rope unexplainably snapped, Dean immediately realized the was in a crap situation and reached out with his hands just as his body began to plummet. He had fell a few feet when he had somehow by God's grace managed to catch one of the holds jutting out from the mountain. He felt a wrenching sensation in his left shoulder as he grasped on to the hold and his body was brought to a jarring stop from it's downward motion.
"Son of a bitch." He gasped knowing that he had just dislocated his shoulder which would make it extremely hard to maintain the precarious hold he had for too long. He had no doubts that once he lost his grip, that the plummet would surely lead to his death since he was so far up. Hearing the heart rending scream of his baby brother, he could feel his heart shattering and pleaded to a power he wasn't sure he believed in that Sammy wouldn't have to witness him fall.
Feeling his fingers beginning to slip, he tightened his grip a little harder as he heard his dad's voice shouting below him. He couldn't hear everything he was saying, but he could hear the angst in his dad's voice as he heard him say "You don't understand, that's my son up there." He almost felt sorry for whoever it was down there trying to hold his dad back. They had no freaking idea what they were doing getting between John Winchester and one of his kids, it definitely wasn't the one of the smartest moves in the world.
Just when Dean thought he couldn't hold on anymore because of the pain consuming him and causing black spots to dance in front of his vision, he felt a hand placed on his back as a voice called out, "You going to be okay sir, we've got you." He felt something being placed around his waist just before his strength gave way and he fell back against whoever had just spoken to him. Suddenly, he heard applause from the bottom as the man instructed him to relax, that they would be lowering him to the bottom shortly and to let them do all the work. Hurting too much to put up a fight, Dean nodded his head that he understood and allowed the men to take the lead in getting him off the frigging mountain.
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John sighed in relief as he watched the men reach his son in record time and wrap a safety belt around Dean's waist as one of the men positioned themselves behind him. At least now his oldest was safe and no longer in danger of being killed in a fall, but he wouldn't fully rest until Dean was safely on the ground once again. Standing back in anticipation, he watched as the men began to slowly repel down the wall with Dean being lowered at the same pace. He could hear Dean groaning at times during the trip down and wondered just how bad his son was hurt. Dean wasn't one to let you know when he was hurting. Hearing footsteps approaching quickly from behind him, he glanced around to see Bobby heading his way with Sammy in his arms. His heart broke at seeing how upset Sammy still was.
Hearing the sound of applause, Bobby looked over to see that the park rescue personnel had reached Dean and had him secured with another rescue line as one of the men supported him from behind. "Oh thank God!" he voiced with utter relief as he started walking over towards John knowing that Sammy needed to be with his family. Sammy was now coughing harshly as he fought to get his breath in between bouts of crying. There would be no calming the kid down until he saw Dean was safely on the ground once again. Fighting his way through the gathered crowd, Bobby finally arrived at John's side who immediately grasped his baby boy and pulled him into a comforting hug.
"Shhh tiger, everything's going to be okay now. Look, they're bringing your brother down now." He pointed as he tried to get Sammy to focus on the men who were safely guiding Dean down. Instead, he felt Sammy clutch his shirt tighter as the little tyke began to gag from so much crying. "Hush now baby." John soothed as he began a comforting rocking motion hoping to calm Sam down enough to keep him from throwing up until he could see that Dean was safe with his own eyes. "Finally!" John stated as he watched Dean's feet make contact with the ground and started heading his way. Both he and his youngest needed to be close to Dean right now.
Seeing the men finally make it safely to the ground, the security personnel allowed John to pass through the barricade they had set up and make their way over to the area where the park's medical people were now checking out Dean. Making his way quickly over to the area, John wrapped his oldest son in a hug with one arm, while holding a sobbing Sammy with the other.
"Grunting in pain, Dean winced and said, "Whoa, take it easier there dad." As he tried to arch his body away from the pain that the hug was causing. He immediately forgot about the pain however as soon as he heard his brother crying and saw the shape that Sammy was in. "Shit" He whispered blaming himself, knowing that Sammy was in the state he was because of having seen what happened to him, and hating the fact that he had ruined Sammy's special day.
"Let me hold him dad." Dean pleaded with glistening eyes as he cradled his injured left arm to his chest and waited for his dad to place Sammy in his lap. He saw the medical technician approaching him with a sling and waved them off needing to take care of Sammy first.
Knowing that Dean wouldn't allow himself to be fully taken care of until he knew Sammy was okay, John bent down and placed his baby boy onto his older brother's lap. It didn't take long for the sobbing to turn to hiccupping breaths as Dean began murmuring words that were obviously only meant for Sammy's ears.
"It's okay tiger, I've got you now." Dean whispered as he kissed the top of Sammy's head. "You don't have to cry anymore, Deanie's got you kiddo and I'm never going to let you go."
Hearing his brother's voice, Sammy dared to glance up to find his big brother smiling at him as Dean reached out to thumb away the tears cascading down his small cheeks. "De?" he whispered breathlessly as he snuggled into Dean's hold seeking even more comfort and began hiccupping as he tried to stop the tears.
"Yeah, it's me tiger. You don't have to cry anymore." Dean soothed as he cradled his baby brother to his chest and held him there until Sammy fell asleep shortly there after from the exhaustion of having cried himself out. Allowing his dad to pick up the sleeping toddler. Dean finally consented to letting the medical technicians wrap his shoulder in a sling for the trip to the hospital, which the park deemed mandatory after the accident.
TBC I'm not too sure how good this chapter was since I've been fighting allergies and asthma for a few days, but I hope you enjoyed it anyway.