When Things Turned Out Differently 1/?
When Things Turned Out Differently
Title: When Things Turned Out Differently 1/?
Masterpost: Will be updated
Chapter Word Count: 915
Summary: Dean came too late and he had to bring a damaged Sam to the hospital for learning there is nothing the doctors could do to save Sam's eyes.
Chapter 1
Dean sat watching his brother. Sam had finally fallen asleep after another outburst. Dean tried not to show how worried he actually was. There were so many things that made him feel troubled.
His thoughts never left him about what he felt. Again and again, Dean blamed himself for being so selfish. He shouldn't have left Sam to hunt the immortal doctor alone. He should have waited to search for Bela. Now it was as if he had condemned Sam to live a life in darkness instead of Sam finding a solution for Dean to avoid his destiny. This darkness was different from the darkness they had come to know about and he had no idea of how they, or Sam, would be able to cope. Everything seemed somehow so much worse when Dean thought that very soon he would leave Sam to handle everything alone.
Dean wanted to be with Sam for so much longer than he knew he had left. He knew so well that he had sold his soul and because of that he very, very soon would be leaving and then
Sam had to cope and live alone. The loss of one of Sam's senses was the last thing he would ever have wanted to happen to his brother. Sam would have such a long road in front of him.
Almost from the moment Dean had come back and found Sam, he had repeatedly wished he had made a different decision. He knew he had already played his cards and that he had come back too late. When he arrived at the place Sam had marked as the doctor's location, the doctor had already taken Sam's eyes. For a moment Dean had stood frozen, seeing Sam on that table, bleeding from his eye sockets, and Dr Benton standing with his brother's eyes in his hand. As fast as Dean had been frozen in place, he was as quick in the next instant to act.
Dean put the doctor out with ether, and tied him up. He took back Sam's eyes and carried his brother out to his car, then drove at full speed to the nearest hospital. He could only imagine what pain Sam was in. In comparing this to how it had felt when they had hunted Bloody Mary, he was probably nowhere near close to the pain Sam was feeling.
As soon as he had arrived at the hospital, they had taken Sam for the operation. Dean asked if they could save Sam's sight, and they answered they could not promise him, but they would do the best they could. Knowing the operation would take time and that he had left Benton with a chance to run if he woke up and was able to escape his restraints, Dean left the hospital.
He might drive recklessly, but this time he didn't quite floor the accelerator. Still, with haste, he was lucky in arriving back at Doctor Benton's house before the doctor had escaped. Dean running on rage had no problem picking him up and throwing him in the trunk. Then he found a graveyard. On the adrenaline levels in his system he had no problem digging a grave, getting a coffin and letting Benton down into it. Satisfied by his work, in knowing Benton would be alive down there six feet under, he restored the ground and went back to the hospital.
Despite the time it took to bury Benton, Dean could not get any word about how it was going for Sam when he came back. The nurse he asked could not tell him how much longer it would take, so he went over to the café. Relaxing slightly, he felt how hungry he was.
After satisfying his stomach he went back to waiting. When he was finally approached by the doctors, he had a hard job to read the doctors’ faces.
"You are the guy that brought in the boy with the damaged eyes?"
Dean nodded and asked; “Is he alive?”
"He is alive, though we tried our best to save his eyes, but as they had been totally removed there is nothing more we can do. The person that took them out did it with old surgical methods. He did some permanent damage. We did all we could and at least there won't be any scars around his eyes. Right now there are two holes, but when the wounds have healed he could get porcelain eyes."
"He’s in no danger of his life then? From infection? Or shock?"
"Yes, he has been moved to the post-op recovery ward, as we had to put him under. He will be in pain when he wakes up and when he needs it he will be given pain medication for it."
"Fuck! How will he be able to take care of himself if he is blind? Isn’t there anything you can do?"
"We’re sorry, but there is nothing more we could do," one of the doctors said, and the other continued, “Many people learn to live without sight, and with time you will see that he can learn to as well.” The second doctor turned to a nurse standing near, "Donna, can you take this young man to his friend?"
She nodded and said to Dean to follow her. Dean’s shoulders slumped. All he could do was follow her. At least Sam was alive and they were going to allow him to sit by Sam's side while he came round.
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