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Interlude: Lady of Mercy Hospital, Baltimore
"Mr. Smith," Fuller said, "given that we now have a witness, you realize we cannot allow you to remain with your victim."
Dean looked like he was about to start throwing punches, but a sudden noise from Sam's room stopped everyone short. One of the monitors was going off shrilly.
Rob hurried inside. Dean followed. Fuller tried to hold him back but it was like holding back an avalanche.
"What's wrong?" Dean snapped at the worried doctor.
"I'm not sure. His heart rate shot up but there's no reason –"
"Crap," Dean said. "He's having a nightmare."
Rob looked doubtful. "Nightmares can't usually cause something like this –"
"You don't know Sammy's nightmares." Dean pulled away from Fuller's restraining arm and flung himself onto the bed. Before anyone could stop him, he had one hand on Sam's chest and one in his hair and was leaning forward to speak to him.
"Mr. Smith, we can't allow –"
"I have to insist –"
"Shut the hell up," Dean growled, before turning his attention to Sam. "Hey. It's OK, kiddo. Ignore them, they're stupid. I'm here." He brushed hair off Sam's face. "I'm right here, Sammy, and I'm not going anywhere. I'm going to stay right here. I'm not going to leave you." The hand on Sam's chest rubbed gently. "We're OK."
Sam didn't wake up, but his heart rate went back to normal.
Fuller was no doctor, but Sam looked like he was resting more easily too.
He met Rob's eyes, reading the same astonishment he knew was in his own. Neither of them had expected this.
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