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Chapter 31; comics = research and see food = yuk
Topic Started: May 2 2011, 08:06 PM (88 Views)
Crissi Marie
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Chapter 31

Dean stared at Sammy for a few seconds before he asked, "Since you already read the book, you want me to have dad take it back?" Dean smiled as he waited for the reply he knew was coming from his little brother.

"No… and don't tell him I already read it. I can read it again… Besides it's my own copy." He replied as he watched Dean waiting for him to say what was really on his mind.

Dean smiled as he thought, there he is, Sammy is back!

"So, are you too old for comics?" Dean asked seriously as he looked down into the bag.

"Are you?" Sammy countered.

"No. It's research. It's different." Dean said smugly as he tossed a handful of comics at Sammy.

"You're full of shit you know that, right?" Sammy asked with a grin.

"Samuel Winchester. Where the hell did you pick up that mouth you been using lately?" John asked as he walked in with a glass and a sandwich. He handed the sandwich to Dean and the glass to Sammy.

"Gee dad I have no clue. We sure as hell don't talk like that do we?" Dean said with a smirk.

"Smartass." John said with a grin of his own and then he added, "Bobby's making fried chicken for dinner. That's to tide you over until then." John nodded at the sandwich in Dean's hand.

"Cool." Dean replied with a mouthful of his first bite.

"Yuk. D." Sammy commented as he tried to stall the having to drink whatever it was that Dad had made.

Dean opened his mouth and showed Sammy and then added, "Don't look then dude."

"Dean close your mouth and eat." John admonished and then he turned his attention to Sammy. "Drink that."

Sammy curled up his nose as he sniffed at the odd colored concoction, looking up he told his dad, "It smells funny."

"Hold your nose then but you're going to drink it." He told Sammy firmly.

Sammy sighed like he was dreading what was coming next, held his nose and took a small sip. He let go of his nose too soon and gagged.

Dean surged to his feet but John waved him back.

John sat down on the bed beside Sammy, rubbing Sam's arm as he told him, "It's loaded with vitamins that you need. I need you to try to drink it k, son?"

Sammy looked up at John and bit his lip as he nodded. Then still very reluctant he held his nose and took another sip.

John nodded approvingly.

Dean finished off his sandwich as he asked, "What's in that anyway?"

John looked at Dean and shook his head slightly signally Dean to stop asking. Dean made a silent 'O' and turned to the stuff on the bed. He rummaged through a couple of bags while he waited on Sammy to finish his drink. After about half the glass Dean called out, "Hey Dad."

"What?" John asked from the window he had been staring out of for at least five minutes.

"Sammy's turning green. You might want to tell him he can stop now." Dean suggested hovering over Sam as he waited for his dad's answer.

John studied Sammy for a couple of seconds before he nodded yes that Dean could take the glass.

Dean held out his hand and Sammy smiled gratefully up at him as he lay back against the pillows feeling exhausted.

John was staring out the window as he turned to stare thoughtfully at the boys.

Finally Dean asked, "What?"

"Want to play poker?" John asked in a low tone as if he was almost afraid they would say no.

"For real?" Dean asked excitedly.

Again John nodded.

Dean headed towards the door, "I'll go ask Bobby if he has a deck…"

"No." John said and at Dean's look he told him, "Look in the red bag."

Dean flashed one of his grins that girls adored and grabbed the bag looking in he said excitedly, "Two packs and poker chips… cool. Right, Sammy?" He asked glancing over at Sammy. "Shit." he muttered, "He's asleep again. When is that going to stop? It weirds me out."

John sighed as he too looked at Sammy, "I know but… we just have to be patient and take care of him."

Dean rolled his eyes as he laid the bag back down and told his father. "I'll go ask Bobby for a card table and another chair."

"You want to see if he wants to play?" John asked as he walked over and sat down in the chair next to the bed.

"Yeah, sure." Dean said with a shrug as he hurried from the room. To tell the truth all the staying in one place was starting to make him antsy. He figured that would go away as soon as Sammy was mobile again. As he turned the corner into the kitchen he found Bobby cutting up the chicken to fry.

"Hey Bobby, want to play poker with me and dad?" Dean hollered across the room.

Bobby gave a muttered curse and Dean snickered as he waited for Bobby's answer.

Bobby turned to look at him as he replied, "Naw, I'm cooking… Sammy asleep again?"

Dean frowned as he told Bobby, "Yeah, he falls asleep so easy it… worries me."

Bobby sighed as he said wearily, "I know, boy. I tell you what. I'll play that game of poker with you and Sammy. We can team up… play partners."

Dean grinned as he retorted, "Me and Sammy against you and Dad."

"Of course." Bobby said as he grinned back at him.

"We will stomp you guys." Dean bragged as he stated, "The Winchester brothers are unstoppable." Then he frowned before he changed the subject. "Do you have a card table and extra chairs?"

"There in the spare bedroom that your dad uses. In the closet." Bobby turned back to the sink but said, "Take a beer for your dad and a soda for you."

"Thanks, Uncle Bobby." Dean said grinning as he grabbed the drinks from the refrigerator.

"By the way, tell your dad I just off the phone with Jamie Norton. He'll be here in the morning." Bobby said without looking at Dean.

"Who's that?" Dean asked curious as usual.

"A doc we saved about 4 or 5 years ago from his reanimated patient." Bobby replied as he pulled the flour and bowls out of the cabinet.

"Wow, a zombie…" Dean whistled as he leaned against the doorframe and continued, "Was it voo doo? Or something else?"

"Voo doo priestess that didn't like being ignored by the good doc so she killed one of his patients and…" Bobby replied with a shrug and a grin over his shoulder at Dean.

"Is he good? Can he help fix Sammy?" Dean questioned.

"Yeah, he's one of the best." Bobby replied.

"Why wasn't he here before then?" Dean questioned as he felt like maybe he was missing something important.

"He was out of the country. When I finally tracked him down, he headed back this way. I have to go pick him up at the airport." Bobby answered quietly.

"Your town has an airport?" Dean asked, joking with his surrogate uncle.

"Dean… your dad is waiting." Bobby reminded him.

"Yeah, yeah, I'm going." Dean pushed himself off the frame and turned to go back upstairs.

TBC
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