Johnny Angel Ch. 10

Disclaimer: See chapter one

~~Supernatural~~

Previously: Barely suppressing the sob that was trying to burst forth as his brother remained stubbornly silent, Dean hissed in a stuttered breath as he felt a slight movement beneath his arms.

"Sammy? You with me Tiger?" Dean queried as he continued to card his finger's through his sibling's hair. "I know you can hear me dude, so how about opening those expressive blue-green puppy dog orbs of yours and letting me know you're back in the land of the living," Dean implored in a desperate need to have his brother back with him. There was no way he was going to allow Sam to languish in the catatonic state that was holding his baby brother captive any longer. Sam had been out of his life long enough already, nearly an eternity as far as he was concerned

Practically holding his breath to keep from shattering the intense moment as Dean beseeched his brother to wake up, Bobby watched and waited to see if Sam would do as requested. He knew the kid could never intentionally ignore what Dean asked of him because of Sam's deep seated need to please his big brother and he prayed that it would be enough to bring the boy around this time.

"Come on kiddo, you aren't going to make me beg are you? You know how much of an ass I can be when I don't get my way," Dean cajoled as he rested his chin on top of his younger brother's mop of disheveled chestnut colored hair.

"You've got…that ri-right….je-jerk," Sam stated weakly, his eyes finally opening part of the way and registering everything around him for the first time in weeks.

"It's about damn time you woke up bitch. I was beginning to think you were going to pull a Rip Van Winkle on me," Dean informed his brother with an emotion laden voice as he hugged Sammy tight to his chest, tears pooling in green eyes.

"You wo-would have…been be-better off….if I di-did," Sam mumbled as he fought to stay awake. "Sh-should have just st-stayed with Lisa."

"You're wrong about that little man and you damn well know it," Dean retorted, concern evident in his voice. He was extremely worried about the state of mind Sam was in right now and knew that he needed to do something to rectify that notion right away. "Sammy, there's no way I could never be better off without you in my life. Sure, Lisa was there for me when I needed her, but she could never fill the void that was left in my life when you …ya know."

"I ju-just wanted…." Sam never got to finish his sentence as exhaustion overtook him and he faded off to a healing sleep. His body was just too emotionally and physically exhausted to handle the stress of staying awake any longer, though his mind wanted to.

"I know what you wanted Tiger, but all I ever needed was you to be happy. Don't you know that by now?" Dean voiced to the sound of his brother's soft snoring. Sighing deeply, he knew that his work was cut out for him in convincing Sam that he was needed, and come hell or high water, he would accomplish that task if it was the last thing he ever did.

Knowing that he should give the brothers some private time alone, Bobby stood up and quietly made his way out of the room. Sam's doctor needed to know that he had finally awakened from his state of catatonia.

~~Supernatural~~Supernatural~~

Sitting behind her desk after having finished her rounds, Dr. Alison Thomas found herself unable to concentrate on the paperwork before her as she thought about her 'angel' upstairs in the ICU and the family that was now with him instead of her. She knew she had become too attached to her patient over the past couple of weeks, but she just hadn't been able help herself. He had been alone for so long and now, now she couldn't help but feel a slight pang of jealousy at knowing that she would no longer be needed in his life, other than as his physician. "Get a grip on yourself Ali," she chided herself as she once again looked at the charts in her hands, she was a professional after all and needed to start acting like one instead of a lovesick teenager. Settling down to work, she started entering information into some of the charts when the intercom on her phone buzzed and drew her attention.

"Dr. Thomas, there is a gentleman out here who would like to talk to you about Sam Winchester," the receptionist's tinny voice informed her through the speaker.

"Please send him in Jackie," Alison stated as she cleared the files away from her desk, intent on finding out why the man was there to see her. She was sure the ICU would have informed her had Sam taken a turn for the worse. Her thoughts were interrupted as she noticed the door opening.

"Please, come in and have a seat Mr. Winchester," Alison stated with a smile as she motioned Bobby towards one of the chairs in front of her mahogany desk.

"Actually, it's Singer, Bobby Singer." The hunter informed the doctor, reaching out to shake her hand before sitting in one of the chairs and pulling off his ball cap. "The Winchester boys are my nephews from their mother's side."

"Sorry, I just naturally assumed you were the father," Alison apologized sheepishly, clasping her hands and placing them on the desk in front of her. "Is there something I can do for you Mr. Singer?"

"First of all, you can call me Bobby and now that you've asked, I was kind of hoping you could tell me how Sam ended up here in the hospital," Bobby replied, hoping to give Sam and Dean a little more brotherly bonding time before letting the doctor know that Sam had awakened. "The last his brother and I knew, Sam had gone on a…road trip, and then all of the sudden we get a phone call from a detective telling us that he was here in the hospital."

"I'm sorry Mr. Singer, I mean Bobby. I really can't tell you all that much. All I can tell you is that Sam was brought here to us after he rescued some teenagers from a fire and had collapsed at the scene. Reportedly, the teens had been working to clean up a derelict warehouse, hoping to turn it into a place where they could hang out…much like a community center. Apparently, the teens had been working in the back of the warehouse and failed to notice that a fire had started in the wall, supposedly due to some faulty electrical wiring. According to witnesses at the scene, Sam had basically been walking down the street when he noticed smoke pouring from the building and ran towards it. He shouted out for someone to call 9-1-1 and then raced into the building to see if anyone was trapped. By the time the fire department arrived, he had just pulled out the last of the kids. But by then, he was suffering from smoke inhalation and burns to the esophagus which caused the collapse that I mentioned earlier. I'm sorry, I really wish that I could tell you more," Alison stated with a sigh.

Listening to the information the doctor was giving him, Bobby couldn't help but shudder at the thought that the fire could have been caused by something other than faulty wiring. They still didn't know how Sam had escaped from the fiery pits of Hell and wondered if possibly something was tailing the youngest Winchester and caused the building to burn, knowing Sam's penchant for playing hero. "S'alright Doc. At least now I have a general idea of what happened to the boy." Bobby intoned as he tugged a hand through his slightly graying hair. He and Dean would have to put up some protective wards just in case.

"Glad I could help if only a little. Is there anything else you need?" Alison questioned with a smile.

"Damn, I almost forgot to tell you, Sammy woke up for just a few minutes a little while ago. I thought you should know in case you needed to run some more tests or something," Bobby answered in reply to the doctor's question.

"That is the best news I've heard all day," Alison stated exuberantly as she pushed herself to her feet. It was time to go check on her favorite patient.

TBC I'm sorry this chapter is so short but a lot has been going on family wise and I was hoping a short chapter would suffice until I could get up more….hopefully within the next couple of days.