The Fight

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Apparently all I can do is write Sam angst. Here’s another one…

Dean didn’t mean to do it.  It was an
accident, really.  They had been arguing over some trivial thing about
the last hunt, Dean doesn’t even remember what it was.  They had been in
fist fights before, some of them quite brutal.

But this time it
was different.  After a few punches had been exchanged between the two
of them , and some choice words as well, Dean’s next punch landed
squarely in Sam’s eye.  He recoiled a bit from the blow and stumbled
backwards.  While trying to regain his balance, he had turned to place
his hands out to brace his fall, but he wasn’t quick enough.  His head
hit the corner of the table and down he went – he was out cold.

It
was a sickening sound, the loud thwack of his brother’s head hitting
the smooth surface, and even worse, the sound of his limp body hitting
the floor with a loud SMACK – causing Dean to flinch.

Dean had
carried his unresponsive brother to the car, driving as fast as he could
to the hospital.  And now, here he was, connected to a bunch of
machines to monitor his breathing.

Doctors kept coming in the
room, telling him about “chances of survival” and “organ donation
process”.  Dean was stunned.  He almost couldn’t breathe.  They had
finally stopped trying to get him to sign papers after he started
grabbing some of the doctors, yelling about how an angel would save him
and to stop fucking asking about his brother’s remains, when he wasn’t
even dead yet.

But Cas hadn’t shown up yet, and Dean didn’t know
what to do.  It was only a fight, how could this have happened?  He
didn’t mean to hurt his little brother like this.  He ran a hand across
his face, trying to hold himself together. Sitting alone in the dark
room, Dean listened to the sound of Sam’s shallow breathing, keeping
time with the dreadful beeping machine.  Dean wanted to rip it out of
the wall.

And then suddenly, a voice in the darkness brought Dean back to his brother’s side.

“D’n…” Sam’s voice was weak, but he was alive.

It was the best sound Dean had heard in a long time.

The beeping sounds of the heart monitor grew stronger and steadier.

Dean felt himself exhale.

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