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"Dean? What's going on man?" Sam asked slightly frantically from the front seat. "It just started bleeding again…it'll be fine." The younger Winchester ran his hand down his face wearily and pressed even harder against the gas, "We're almost there. Twenty more minutes."
When the boys finally pulled into the hospital Emergency Room entrance they were met with silence. "I guess I'll go in and find someone." Sam said curiously as he stepped out of the Impala. At that moment a young nurse walked out of the hospital entrance looking down at her phone.
Sam cleared his throat drawing the girls' attention, "My brother broke his femur. How do you get some help around here?"
"I am so sorry, we've just been so slow today…I'll grab some people!" the nurse replied hurriedly running inside.
Sam opened the backdoor, "Welcome to small town USA…" his joke trailed off as he got a good look at his brother, his face seemed to have gotten even paler than it had been before, his eyes were shut, and his breathing seemed heavy. "Dean! Dean?" His brothers eyes opened after a moment of hesitation, "We made it. We're going to get you some help." Dean nodded smiling slightly before once again closing his eyes against the world. Sam whirled around looking to hurry the nurse that was just there when a whole team of medical personal rushed from the hospital and converged on the backseat of the Impala. Within a minute Dean was on an actual gurney, an oxygen mask was placed over his nose, and he was being wheeled into emergency surgery with an entire team of professionals following closely.
Sam watched as his brother was taken away from him both relieved to have professionals in charge of his brothers and anxious about being away from him. After standing for a bit longer, Sam slid into the front seat of the Impala in order to move it from the emergency room entrance and began to mentally prepare himself for the long hours that awaited him in the ER waiting room.
It had already been three hours since Sam had last seen Dean and he hadn't heard anything from the ER staff besides being asked to fill out forms and being offered coffee. Sam rubbed his hand down his face for what felt like the fourth time in the last twenty minutes standing up he began to pace yet again praying that getting Dean out of the house in the way that they had hadn't caused any irreparable damage.
"Mr. Harrison…" Sam quickly whirled around seeing a middle aged, tired looking surgeon in front of him. "I'm Dr. Sanchez, you're brothers surgeon."
"Hi, call me Sam." Sam responded anxiously.
"Alright, Sam. Your brother is out of surgery and doing quite well considering the extent of his injury. As you probably noticed your brother had a very severe open fracture of the proximal femur shaft. This type of injury is quite severe and is known for causing long term effects but I am happy to say that due to the splint and the bandages that you applied many of the long term effects have probably been prevented though we won't know for sure until much later in your brother's recovery process." Sam nodded in understanding, "Can I see him?"
"He is resting right now but you may. Jessie will take you to his room and I'll be up within the hour to fill you both in on the recovery process." Sam glanced over for the first time seeing the young nurse who had initially gotten the boys the help that they needed.
"Follow me." Jessie stated as she led the tall man through the double doors and out of the hospital waiting room, "I feel that I need to apologize to you. I should have been paying more attention to the Emergency Room entrance, we had just had not had any patients for so long that I didn't imagine that we would get an injury quite as severe…"
Sam quickly cut off the young nurse noticing the distress that she seemed to be in, "Don't worry about it, I'm just glad you came out when you did." He smiled softly at her before continuing, "Is this the room?" The young nurse nodded, "I'll be by in awhile to see if you need anything."
Sam entered the room quickly excited to his brother. Dean lay on a hospital bed but unlike the other injuries that often landed Dean in the hospital the wires (other than an IV) were missing. Sam noted that he still appeared to be a bit pale and his leg was covered in white dressings but he was safe and unlike most times bizarre complications had not arisen…yet. As Sam took in all this about his brothers appearance Dean had awoken and sat looking at his brothers face as he assessed his condition. "Not too bad, right?"
"Dean. How are you? Do you feel okay?" Sam quickly asked surprised to find his brother so alert.
"M' fine Sammy. They gave me some great pain killers before the surgery." Sam nodded sitting down in a chair that he pulled toward the bed.
"So, they give you any indication of when I'll be able to get out of here yet?" Dean smirked as Sam shook his head slightly.
"Nope, you'll have to ask the surgeon that when he comes by…"
"Ask me what?" the surgeon questioned as he stepped into the young man's room. "Sorry. I'm here a bit early but I noticed you were up and wanted to talk with both of you before you rest again."
"Not a problem, Doc. So when can I get outta here?" Dean questioned smiling.
"Probably not for a few days and even then it will be strict bed rest for quite awhile with the exception of physical therapy that you will need to take part in for a few months. Which brings me to your prognosis, as your brother probably told you, everything went well during surgery. We did however have to put in a metal rod in order to stabilize your femur due to the severity of your break. This rod will most likely stay in your leg for your life unless it causes complications of some sort." Sam and Dean nodded to show that they understood. "Now I am quite curious on how this happened."
"I fell off of the banister in a friend's house…climbing up it clearly not the smartest idea I had." Dean quickly filled in the doctors' question.
"No, definitely not smart. Also I was curious why you didn't simply call an ambulance when it happened. I'm sure that it would have reduced the amount of pain that you had to endure before getting here."
Sam jumped in this time, "Our friends' house is kind of in the middle of nowhere. We thought it would be easier to drive ourselves."
"I see. Well I'll let you get back to resting." The doctor stated skeptically before turning and leaving the hospital room.
The boys waited a couple minutes to make sure that the doctor was gone before Dean broke the silence, "How long do you think he'll wait before he calls the cops?"
"Only enough time to call nearby towns to see if there was a break in." Sam replied in a disappointed tone.
"So you grab some crutches, pain killers, and my clothes and we head out…" Sam nodded in reply already throwing the bag with Dean's belongings to him before leaving the hospital room to grab the other items that they needed.
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