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“Tell me he’s going to be okay?!” Mary was in a bit of a panic, considering Dean wasn’t responding like he usually did.
Meg didn’t like jumping to conclusions but the fact Dean’s blood pressure along with his heart rate were down wasn’t a good sign. This wasn’t supposed to be happening she was sure that it wouldn’t reach this point. Dean was plenty healthy enough to fight this off what did she miss? Did he get worse and she hadn’t checked?
“Mrs.Winchester I’m going to need you to give my nurses some room to work, okay? I promise it’s all going to be okay.”
Meg tried her best to keep her composure in order to not make Mary any more nervous than she already was. “Is Sam here?” She figured maybe having him with her might take down some of her stress levels she didn’t need two Winchesters down and out right now.
“He might be here by now? I’m not really sure.”
“Why don’t you come to the waiting room with me to see if he’s here yet?”
“We’ve got a priority 2 coming in. Immediate care is required.”
“Sir, if you can hear me we’re going to do everything we can just hold on.”
“I--is that Cas?” Mary stopped dead in her tracks and almost collapsed on the spot.
"What happened to him?” Sam ran beside the paramedics as quickly as he could.
“Sir, I’m going to need you to stay back unless you’re immediate fami-”
“I am his family. I’m his brother what happened to him?”
The paramedics spared a glance at each other one slowing and the other taking Cas to the back, “There was a semi truck that didn’t stop at the red light due to having a heart attack. It hit him head on and flipped him several times.”
Sam took in a deep breath, “Is the driver okay? Was anyone else involved?”
“The driver didn’t make it and no it was only two vehicles. It was a miracle we were two minutes away from the accident or who knows if your brother had made it.”
“You said priority 2 I know that means that it’s usually pretty serious is he gonna make it?”
“You’re just going to have to trust the doctors will do everything they can once they find out what needs to be done.” With a gentle clap to the shoulder the paramedic made his own way back into the ICU.
Walking back down the hall towards Meg and his mother Sam realized how downhill today had gone. He’d gotten into a fight with Gabriel this morning and now in the middle of all of this he needed him more than ever but there was no way he could call him now. Someone would need to call him soon though.
What if Cas doesn’t make it? What if Dean doesn’t? How would anyone handle the loss of both of them so sudden and would it destroy Mary?
“Sam, I need to get in the back with Dean. You guys can come back if you want but you really will need to stay back a bit until we figure things out.”
Sam only shook his head and took his mother’s hand and when they walked back neither expected to see the lifeless like bodies of Dean and Cas lying side by side. Dean with shallow breathing. Cas bloody and not moving this wasn’t a way anyone would have ever pictured the two men.
The image had always been of the two of them being healthy, happy, and breathing normally.
Mary gasped and spun into Sam’s chest and began sobbing at the sight of seeing both her boys in this condition. It made her hold Sam that much tighter in her arms. Sam returned the hug with as much fear as hers.
“Who’s taking Castiel into surgery?” Meg turned to the nurses working on Cas, Katie was the young nurses’ name Meg remembered, and hoped to god that they had called in Dr. Cybulski. If Meg herself wouldn’t be able to work on him at least someone who knew what they were doing would be.
“Dr. Cybulski is making her way over right now.” Katie was quickly trying to get Cas’ vitals before the doctor herself showed up.
It put at least Meg’s mind at ease a bit so she could get to work on the man in her own care at the moment. “Okay, I’m going to need something to get his heart rate up before we try to get his blood pressure rate up.” Hurrying herself, but doing her best to keep herself as calm as possible she had a mission to save Dean.
“We’re waiting for Dr.Cybulski she’s about ten minutes out he’s still unconscious.”
What was happening? He couldn’t move or speak. Where was he? The last thing he remembered was driving to the hospital. Did he pass out? Wait….truck. He remembers a truck.
Another female voice came close, “What are his vitals? Has he been responsive at all?” Light. There was suddenly light, but he still couldn’t move or ask what was happening. “He isn’t reacting we need to get a head scan immediately. We need to check for possible bleeding in the brain.”
In that moment things seemed to get fuzzy again.
Meg looked over when she heard the words uttered, “You think he has brain trauma?”
The other doctor looked over at her and looked sadly. “He’s not reacting to anything if there’s possible bleeding I want to go in and try to take down swelling if I can.”
Simply nodding, she went back to working on Dean. Her nurse walked over with a dose of ibutilide that she had asked for, “Thank you."
Suddenly the entire room spun around at the sound of a flat line.
Floating. Was this floating? He couldn’t hear anyone anymore and he had to admit it scared him a little bit. “Why can’t I move?!” All he could think about was getting to Dean he needed to get to him.
What if something happened and he wasn’t there again?
“Cas?”
There were so many things that happened in those moments. Sam can still see a lot of stuff very clearly as if it were all moving in slow motion and with no sound. Everything seemed like a dream. A doctor and nurses by Cas’ side and the same thing beside Dean.
How was it possible for two separate people to do it at the same time? They were prepping Cas one minute to have a scan and Dean was getting a dose of something to have him up and going again. This was happening and he didn’t know what to do. He felt his mother clinging to him harder than he ever felt before.
"Sam!” Mary was shaking him, trying her best to get his attention. “Honey, look at me, okay?” Suddenly he was six years old again when grandpa Campbell was dying. “Everything’s going to be okay. Yeah?” Was she saying that to herself or to Sam he didn’t know, but he still pulled his mother close.
Meg was suddenly talking loudly, “Dean? Dean look at me, you with me buddy? You have to fight for me.”
Sam saw it. He doesn’t know if anyone else noticed Dean had extended his left arm over to where Cas was. As soon as Meg got him back he was gone again.
It had been a full seven minutes since the flat line and Sam always remembered when Meg was studying, “ Did you know if the brain goes without oxygen, just six minutes after the heart stops? Isn’t that insane?!”
Dr. Cybulski stepped back and put a hand on her lead nurse’s shoulder. She turned to Sam and Mary, “I’m so sorry. I wasn’t fast enough.”
“Brandi, come help me. I am not going to lose him too.”
“Meg.”
“ NO. Don’t do that to me. I am not losing them both!”
“It’s been too long. I’m sorry.”
Meg let out a scream that Sam had never heard her do before and never wanted to hear her make again. “I lost them both!” She walked over to the other two and was swallowed in a hug where all three began to cry. “Mary I’m so sorry I didn’t save him. I didn’t save either of them, I don’t even know what happened to Dean. I failed him.”
“You didn’t fail anyone. The things you’ve done for both of them and you can’t control fate Meg.” Mary was somehow calmer now and was holding up both Meg and Sam. “Things that were meant to be will happen as they were supposed to. Besides, at least they’re not alone.”
Stepping out of the car from being annoyed from the car ride over, “Can you two please not flirt with each other while I’m in your presence.” Meg popped the trunk and brought out a beautiful set of green and blue flowers.
“It’s not flirting when you disagree with someone that you don’t need another cat.”
“Samsquatch you’re not hearing me. They are brothers! Twins in fact and one just so happens to be a little chunky.”
“Gabriel you know that’s not gonna convince me to get another cat. Let alone two.”
“You’re no fun.”
Sam rolled his eyes and followed Meg up the hill with a pouty boyfriend not far behind. “Hey guys.”
“So what do you think? You like the flowers I made the arrangement myself.” Meg sat down the flowers and admired her work. “Pretty fitting if I say so myself.”
“I still think it’s a little weird you did their eye colors.” Sam elbowed Gabriel in the ribs, knocking the wind out of the smaller of the two out. “What can you blame me?”
Ignoring the two bickering as usual Meg continued her conversation. “You guys literally cannot do anything without the other and it really sucks you know that? Listen, we’ll be back next week. Your mom wants to see you she even made you something. You know, to spruce up the place.” Meg patted the flowers and stood up. “Alright chuckleheads let’s go. I got night shift tonight.”
Sam turned to look over his shoulder swearing he could see two figures standing by the tombstones. “See you later guys.”