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Chapter 30; The Stand and slinky's...
Topic Started: May 1 2011, 01:31 PM (92 Views)
Crissi Marie
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Chapter 30

Bobby handed Dean the tablespoon while he carried the small bowls of onion juice and peppermint tea into the living room. After sitting everything down he told John, "We need to wake him up, have him hold his nose and down the tablespoon of onion juice. Then we got to follow that by a tablespoon of peppermint tea and then we wait ten minutes. After that one more tablespoon of peppermint tea. Within fifteen minutes there should be no more throwing up."

"How long does it last?" John asked as he looked doubtful.

"I don't know." Bobby snapped peevishly as he glared at John, "When he starts to puke again we'll give him more."

John nodded and woke up Sammy. "Son you need to take this… um medicine so that you won't throw up."

"Not throwing up… sleeping." Sammy mumbled as he tried to turn away from John and go back to sleep.

"Sammy come on, dude." Dean added as he reached over and patted Sammy on the arm.

Sammy immediately tried to sit up.

John raised his eyebrows as he looked at Dean.

Dean shrugged as he smiled, "Got the touch." He mouthed at his dad.

"Open up." Bobby said as he aimed a tablespoon of onion juice at Sammy. Dean reached over and pinched Sammy's nose shut as Bobby shoved the tablespoon in.

Sammy struggled slightly before John ordered, "Swallow that Sammy and Dean will let go. It'll taste a whole lot better this way."

Sammy swallowed as he muttered sullenly, "How would you know?"

Bobby quickly filled the measuring spoon up with peppermint tea and headed back towards Sammy's mouth as he told him for a second time, "Open up."

Sammy snapped, "Hell, no." And clamped his lips shut.

Which caused Dean to howl with laughter. At John disapproving look Dean stopped laughing and asked, "What? It was funny."

Sammy smiled at Dean before John ordered once again, "Sammy now."

Sammy obediently opened his mouth and swallowed the tea. "Yuk… what the heck? Is that onions?" he asked as he gagged slightly.

"Better you than me buddy." Dean said with a smirk and a wink.

"Keep it up, boy. There's a dose here for you too." Bobby said with a smile as he glanced at Dean.

"You don't have to threaten me." Dean muttered sullenly.

John looked at his watch. "Ten minutes." Dean nodded as he quickly glanced at the living room clock.

"Wait… What ten minutes?" Sammy asked as he leaned back on the couch.

"Want to go back upstairs?" Dean asked as he tried to distract his little brother.

"I'm tired of upstairs." Sammy replied crabbily.

"Well we could see what dad bought us…" Dean suggested with a smile.

"Okay." Sammy agreed because he knew Dean really wanted to see what was up there.

He started to stand only to sway on his feet.

John swept him up and took a step.

"Dad I'm a big kid now. I can walk." Sammy told him followed by a yawn.

John chuckled as he told Sammy, "I already have one kid with a broken arm, I don't need another when you fall back down the stairs because you're balance is off."

Sammy sagged against his dad as he admitted, "I am kinda tired."

Dean looked at John worriedly as he told Sammy, "I'll be right behind you. I'm just going to grab your quilt."

Sammy smiled as he told Dean, "K, don't be too long or I'm claiming it all for myself."

"bitch." Dean murmered as he smiled at Sammy.

"jerk.' He muttered back as John headed out of the room.

A few minutes later Dean trampled up the stairs and as he stomped into the room John put a finger to his lips as he murmured, "Shh, he's asleep."

"Again?" Dean asked as his shoulders slumped in disappointment.

"Yeah, but I have to wake him in five minutes. You can wait that long, right?" John asked with a small grin.

Dean shifted from one foot to the other as he said softly, "Yeah… but can I ask you something?"

"What?" John replied watching Dean, curious to know what he wanted to ask.

"Why did you buy all this… it's not your style." Dean glanced quickly at him before looking away to watch Sammy.

"I separated you because I was being an ass. I spoke with the doctors, Dean. They don't…" John stopped talking and swallowed hard.

Dean shook his head in denial as he told his father, "Bobby…" his voice broke causing him to stop and start over, "Bobby's been researching… he's think he's got a lead."

"Dean." John said sternly.

"Dad… I'm not discussing it. We need to wake him up to take his other tablespoon." Dean stated as he walked over and gave Sammy a slight shake.

John glared disapprovingly at Dean but plastered on a smile when Sammy moaned and muttered, "Tired… lemme alone." as he swatted at Dean.

Dean watched as Sammy shivered involuntarily to which he leaned over to grab the quilt from the end of the bed and pull it up over his little brother.

Sammy snuggled into the blankets smiling at the sudden added warmth.

"Samuel." John said as he moved closer he readied the tablespoon. "Wake up long enough to take this."

Sammy opened his eyes and groaned as he stated emphatically, "No more onions…"

"It's peppermint tea so open up." John stated firmly.

"Dad." Sammy whined.

"Samuel." John said firmly to which Sammy immediately sat up and opened his mouth.

Sammy swallowed and verbalized a yuk.

"I made you a special shake, I'll just run down and get it for you." John said as he stood to walk away.

"You didn't put onions in it did you?" Sammy asked with a shudder.

John grinned at Sammy before turning and leaving the room, leaving his question unanswered.

Dean lifted him forward and shoved a pillow behind him and then turned to grab a bag off the bed and sat down in the chair their dad had just left.

Looking in the bag he said, "What do you want first? Fun or brain food?"

"How 'bout fun brain food?" Sammy asked as he leaned back into the pillows.

"No such thing, dude." Dean commented as he reached in and grabbed something and placed it on Sammy's lap, "This has got to be yours it's too boring a book for me."

"What? The Stand? Boring? You're kidding right? I read this when it first came out and it scared the shit out of me." Sammy told his brother excitedly.

"Dude, it came out what? A couple years ago… I don't remember you lugging a book that big around." Dean stated as he frowned at Sammy.

"I didn't. I read it in the library. I spent like 2 weeks of lunches in there." He commented with a slight grin.

"Stephen King… aren't his books suppose to be from dreams he has? That would be one creepy ass mind to have to…" Dean commented as he rummaged through the bag.

"Dean… his books are really popular." Sammy cut in to say as he set the book down beside him.

"Yeah well I live it, why the hell would I want to read about it too?" Dean stated bluntly as he continued to look in the bag and said in a delighted tone, "Hey, slinky's." Dean said tossing one at Sammy and opening the other. "Love the sound of these." Dean commented as he let it slink from one hand to the other.

Dean paused long enough to point at the checkers game. "And checkers."

"Ya know we can't take this with us… if we do they'll just get left behind somewhere." Sammy said quietly with a hint of sadness.

Dean nodded as he commented, "I know, but at least here we have them when we come back to visit."

Sammy nodded in agreement.

TBC
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