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| Chapter 36; You're not a woman... | |
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| Crissi Marie | May 2 2011, 08:14 PM Post #1 |
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Chapter 36 "Dad. We need to worry about Sammy right now." Dean quietly before he turned and went to find out what was keeping Sammy. He heard his dad snap something at the doctor but chose to ignore it. The bathroom door was still closed so he knocked. Silence. "Sammy. Open up. Hiding in the bathroom is not going to stop anything. But I will be hanging out with you the whole time." Dean told his little brother. A very small voice asked, "You will?" "Well duh, bitch." Dean said with a grin that couldn't be seen through the door. "jerk." Sammy replied as the door swung open. "Wish you'd been there when dad woke me up." "Sorry Sammy. I lost my temper and got kicked out of the room. But I'm back now." He said with a forced smile as he swung his good arm over Sammy's shoulders and gave a quick squeeze as he headed Sammy towards the room. The closer they got to the room the slower Sammy became. "Dude." Dean scolded as he added, "Stalling only delays it, not stops it. Besides I know you can handle this." Sammy looked up at Dean surprised as he asked. "You really think so?" "Wouldn't say it if I didn't." He replied as he gave Sammy another shoulder squeeze. "Thanks, D." Sammy responded as he leaned into the squeeze for a second. "Anytime, bro… anytime." He repeated as he looked at his little brother with pride. Others thought him and Sammy were just alike. Now if only Dad… a voice inside his head scoffed, dream on. He smiled down at Sammy as he shook his head. When they walked in the room their Dad muttered, "About damn time." "Yeah, well. I had to tackle him at the border… he was making a run for it." Dean said jokingly as he gave Sammy a gentle nudge towards the bed. "What?" John snapped ready to jump into a full blown rant. "Damn, Dad I was just kidding. He was in the bathroom… jeez. Calm down before you have a stroke." Dean said in a steady voice as he tried to keep an even tone. "Dean… he needs this." John said simply. "I know, that's why he's back. He's going to co-operate and I will stay with him to… " Dean looked around the room before nodding towards the pile of stuff as he continued, "Play that game of checkers he owes me. He's been avoiding it because he knows I'm going to stomp his ass." "But Dean last time we played I won." Sammy protested as he hung back towards his big brother. "But who the hell taught you to play that well? ME." Dean said proudly. "Just shows how damn good I am. I taught you how to beat anyone. Cause if you can beat the best…" Sammy interrupted with a grin as he looked up at his idolized brother, "You?" "Yep. Then anyone else is a piece of cake." Dean finished smugly. "I don't know boys. I'm pretty good. I bet I could take you." Norton said as he moved everything over to the side table by the bed. Dean snickered as he herded Sammy forward a few steps before he dropped his hands and stepped back a few of his own. John threw up his hands and stormed out of the room as he bellowed down to Bobby, "Where's the good stuff Bobby?" Just what Bobby's reply was could not be understood, but John's was clear as he snapped, "Well I told you to have it ready." Then he could be heard stomping down the stairs. Sammy was backing up until Dean stopped him. Sammy looked over his shoulder at Dean. Dean gave Sammy's shoulder as squeeze. "I'm here." Dean stated simply. Sammy stared a few seconds; then nodded as he walked slowly over to the bed and climbed in. Finally after settling in he covered up his legs as he smiled at Dean and then told Norton, "I'm ready." Norton cleaned and swabbed the back of Sammy's hand as he asked, "So, Dean's your big brother?" Sammy gave him a well, duh look as he said with pride, "Yeah." He stared apprehensively at the needle now laying on the end table. "So. He seems to like you." Norton said as he tore of strips of tape and lined them up on the edge of the table. Then he stood and brought over the IV pole and wedged it between the bed and side table. Placing the bag on the pole he looked down as he asked, "So you wouldn't trade him for… say even a boat load of money? Say yacht size?" Dean knew he was trying to distract Sammy but he really thought the current line of questions was going to irritate Sammy sooner rather than later. But he was curious for the answer. "Hell, no. For nothing, I'm keeping him." Sammy stated firmly. Dean laughed, that was the answer he wanted to hear. Norton got the bag ready as he asked Dean, "What about you?" Dean looked at Sammy and winked before he said with a shrug, "Hell, I'd trade Dad." Sammy giggled as he said, "Yeah, after he got the money. He'd just go steal him back and then he'd have both." "Really? Interesting." Norton said as he looked at Dean. Giving him a slight nod to let him know he was ready he commented, "I never would have thought of that." He looked down at Sammy as he smiled, "That's one smart brother you got there." "Yep." Sammy agreed as Dean slid in next to him. Dean said softly, "I want you to hold my hand and look at me. No where else, K?" Sammy blinked as he asked, "Shit. It's going to hurt worse than last time, isn't it?" "Why would you say that?" Dean asked surprised. "Cause if you're offering to be girly for me… it's going to freakin' hurt like hell." Sammy stated as he started to feel tears well up. "No, dude. This guy has been doing this way a lot longer than that nurse had. It was her first day on the job, remember?" Dean said as he tried to comfort his little brother. "No. I just remember it hurt like hell." Sammy repeated. Dean laughed as he said, "I promise. It won't be as bad, K." Sammy frowned a couple of seconds before he sighed, "Okay, D. I trust you." Dean messed up Sammy's hair as he ran a hand through it, then placed his hand over Sammys. He looked at Sammy as he waited until he received a smile and a nod, " We're ready, doc." Dean told him. Norton smiled back at them as he said in what he hoped was a soothing voice, "Yeah been doing this for years. No big deal. Easy as pie." "That doesn't make any sense because when Uncle Bobby makes pie… it doesn't look easy." Sammy stated as he pulled his arm away from Dr. Norton. Norton laughed as he stated with a grin, "That's cause Bobby's like a bull in a china shop. Woman can make pie easy and quick." "Really?" Sammy asked but he looked at Dean for the answer. "Yep." Dean agreed. "But you're not a woman." Sammy said suspiciously. "I promise I was trained by the best. You just have to know the right way to do it and then it becomes easy. It's a good rule of thumb to go by on a lot of things." Dr. Norton stated as he held out his hand. Sammy silently placed his arm into Norton's grasp. TBC |
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