AUTHORS NOTE: HEY PEOPLE! So here is the next chapter, I really hope you guys like it! I've really had some issues with this chapter because I wanted it to have the right amount of suspense because it's the first time we see what Sam thinks about Dean and I wanted it to be perfect.
Chapter 10. Unexpected Reaction. Bobby's Pov.
"So your readings are looking good." The doctor says while going through his papers. "Your blood pressure isn't exactly where I'd like it to be but other then that everything is normal."
"Does that mean I can leave now?" Dean asks with tired eyes. The doctor nods.
"Yes you can go, but I'd like to talk to your Uncle while you change your clothes." He nods and looks at me. I hand him the plastic bag in my hands and he looks into it. .
"That's all I could find on short notice son." He gives me a look and I chuckle. "Hey it's not girly at all." He just shakes his head a little and throws the covers off of his legs. I follow the doctor out into the hall and close the door behind me.
"So these records show that he was in the hospital a little while ago?" the doctor asks and I nod. "The rest of his pregnancy needs to stay uneventful, I'm surprised he hasn't gone into early labor yet." I stop myself from rolling my eyes. This is Dean Winchester he's talking about; nothing can stay uneventful for long.
"I'll force him to stay on bed rest if I have too." He gives me a curt nod and scribbles something down.
"Well he stayed in that room for two days, hopefully that'll be a lesson for him." he holds his hand out and we shake. "I hope that everything goes well with the rest of your family."
"Thanks doc." He walks down the hall and I sit on the bench facing the door.
Because of some off readings the doctors decided to keep Dean in his own room for two days instead of transferring him to John and Sams room. John was able to visit a couple times each day but Dean was pisses off for not being able to see Sam.
"Hey Bobby" I look to my right to see John walking down the hall in his normal clothes, a slight limp in his step.
"What are you doing out of bed John?" he sits down next to me and breathes out.
"I got released" he rests his casted arm on his leg. "How's Dean?"
"He's changing into some normal clothes right now, he got released too." The door opens and Dean walks out of the room with a bag over his shoulder.
"Watch yourself Bobby; watch yourself." He says and John starts laughing.
"That is a pretty interesting shirt you're wearing there son."
"I hate you so much right now Bobby." I laugh out loud and a smile makes its way onto Deans face. The clothes he had in the bag wouldn't have fit him now so I had to go and buy some for him.
"I never thought you would be caught dead wearing a "rock the bump" t-shirt" John says once his laughing is under control.
"Well apparently not." He walks over to us as we stand, his hand pressing into his back. "How's Sam?" John gives him a small smile.
"They took his leg out of the traction this morning so he's on his way to recovery." We walk down the hall and towards the elevator. Once inside Dean turns to look at John with worry in his eyes.
"Have you guys talked at all about…everything?" Dean asks nervously, leaning against the wall of the elevator. The elevator door pings open again and we walk out.
"I don't know what's going on through his head right now, he's barely said anything about it." Damn it John! I know that Dean is an adult and can take care of himself, but he doesn't need this shit right now.
"Well what did he say?" We stop outside of Sams room and Dean looks at John.
""Deans pregnant" and "Wow". I tried to talk to him about it but he didn't really want to." Dean bites his lip nervously and nods. "I didn't want to make him too stressed after everything so I didn't push it." I watch as Deans hand twitches slightly and I suppress a sigh at Johns stupidity.
"Hey Dean why don't you head on in, I wanna talk to your Daddy for a moment." He gives me a small smile and goes into Sam's room.
"Hey Sammy" the door closes behind him and I turn to glare at John.
"You are an asshole Winchester." His face turns hard as he looks at me.
"What's you're problem Singer?" I chuckle humorously
"It's always been like this John; you act like Sam is more important than Dean." His glare hardens.
"You have no fucking right…"I cut him off.
"No you don't have a right John! I've watched them grow up John; it was always "Dean watch Sam" and "Dean make sure Sam's safe", what about him John?"
"Sam went through surgery Singer!"
"And Dean is carrying three lives inside of him! What's more important; being a little drowsy and achy after surgery or a high risk pregnancy that involves the kids and Deans life?" He shifts back slightly. "You have no idea how much shit your son has been through lately, and the least you could have done was try to make this easier on him. Do you know how worried Dean's been about this? About seeing Sam again?"
"Of course I know…" I cut him off again.
"Do you? Did he tell you that he wasn't allowed to be with you two because of how stressed he was?" His hard look softens slightly. Dean told John that he stayed there for other reasons, not because he's 'showing weakness by nervous'"
"Why didn't he tell me that? Why didn't you?"
"He didn't want you to worry about him but I guess you never worry about him do you?"
"He's not a weak person Bobby." The fact that he even thinks I'm calling Dean weak angers me.
"You have no idea how strong your son is John; no idea." I walk past him and open the door to Sam's room. I stand in the little hall way for a moment and listen to what's being said.
"So how's your leg feeling?" Dean asks in a weird tone.
"Fine." His tone is clipped,
"How bad was it broken?" Now I know why Dean is speaking in that tone; he's desperate to fet an emotion out of Sam.
"Pretty bad, but they fixed it up good." I cant take this any more so I make my presence known.
"Hey Sam." I look at Deans eyes to see his expressions walled off; shit.
"Hey Bobby." Sam says tiredly, giving me a small smile. I pull a chair up next to Deans and I pat him on the shoulder as I sit down.
"How's it feel to be free from that leg torture thing." I ask.
"It's amazing man." He says, happiness soaking through his voice. What the fuck?
"Hey boy's" Johns voice comes up from behind me and a moment later I see him in my peripheral by Dean; he stands behind Dean and rests his hand on his shoulder.
"What took you so long Dad?" Sam asks.
"Nothing, just had to go to the bathroom quickly." He makes eye contact with me briefly before looking back at Sam. "You know what, this is great." Dean chuckles.
"What's great exactly? All of us in a hospital room?" John bumps his knuckles onto the top of Deans head gently.
"The family being together again; you, me, Sam, and Bobby." Sam looks Dean in the eye for a moment with a face smile on his face, avoiding looking at his stomach. The room is silent for a few minutes before Dean pushes himself up into a standing position.
"I'll be back in a few minutes." Dean says as he walks out of the room. I make eye contact with John and he nods his head at me.
"I'll be back too; I need to get some coffee soon or I'm gonna crash."I stand up and walk out of the room and find Dean leaning against the opposite wall, his hands resting on the top of his stomach. "You ok Son?" He looks up at me a swallows.
"This is worse than I thought Bobby." He says, and I can tell he's fighting the hormones raging through his body. "This isn't like Sam at all; this silent thing."
"Maybe he's just loopy from the drugs." I lie, trying to make Dean feel better.
"This is Sam we're talking about here Bobby. I thought he was gonna yell at me or something, not ignore looking at my stomach at all." He breathes out and crosses his arms over his chest. "I hugged him right when I got in there and he stiffened in my arms Bobby, stiffened!" He blinks back the tears in his eyes and I sigh. I walk up and lean against the wall next to him and bump my shoulder into his.
"We'll figure out what's going through his head Dean."
"He's never looked at me like that before…" I cut him off.
"Dean you just got out of the hospital, don't make them re-admit you." He takes a deep breath and nods. "I know that this is a horrible way to be reunited with the family you love but you cant stress it; promise me." He looks me in the eye and nods. "Good." We pushes himself off of the wall and walks towards the bathroom that's about twenty feet away.
First John was an asshole now Sam is a dick; fuck life.
END OF CHAPTER! Like it? hate it? please review and let me know! Sorry for any mistakes; I'm too tired to look through this in detail and I don't wanna wait to put this chapter up.