PRETTY BOY . SPN

Chapter 01

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Cordell was exhausted. His current shift at the hospital has been pretty hectic. Finally having a chance to rest, he was lying in an on-call room. He was only able to rest for 10 minutes till his pager started beeping. Seeing he was being paged to the ED, he quickly put on his white coat and ran to the ED.

"We've got a 29-year-old male with sudden unconsciousness. He's unresponsive yet his vitals are stable. Blood pressure 116/75, pulse of 105, resp 96%. His name is Sam Dougherty, his brother should be here soon." explained the paramedic.

"Okay, let's place him in trauma bay 7."

Cordell does a full checkup on the man and asks the nurse to page the neuro department. He looks at the man and senses that the man is familiar, but he can't remember where.

Suddenly he hears a loud voice at the check-in section.

"I already told you, I'm here for my brother! Where is he?! I was told to follow the ambulance and that I would meet him here." the man shouted.

Cordell exits the room, walking toward the man who was shouting. "Hey, I'm Dr. Lockwood. A patient was just brought in, Sam Dougherty. Are you his brother?"

The man turns to look at the doctor, "Yes, that's my brother! Where is he?"

"Follow me, I'll take you to him. What's your name?"

"I'm Dean Dougherty."

Sam and Dean, why were those names so familiar?

Cordell leads Dean to the room where his brother's current is. He opens the door, walking him behind Dean. "What happened to your brother? Do you know what caused this?" questioned Cordell.

"Um... I-I don't know. One minute he was up and talking, and then he fell and wouldn't wake up." explained Dean.

Cordell knew that the story was complete bullshit, but didn't say anything to the man. "Alright, Mr. Dougherty. The neuro doctor will be here soon, then we'll transfer him to a private room."

Dean didn't say anything to the doctor. He just stood there, looking down at his brother with his face full of worry. Cordell places a hand on the man's shoulder, trying to comfort him. After a few seconds pass, Cordell leaves the room. Leaving Dean alone in the room with his brother.

Cordell couldn't stop thinking about the brothers. Sam and Dean. Sam and Dean. He knows the younger brother, Sam, from somewhere. He doesn't recognize the older brother though.

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Cordell was walking through the halls of the hospital. He had heard a familiar voice in the chapel.

"Cas, are you there? Sammy's hurt. He's hurt, uh – he's hurt pretty bad. And, um... I know you think that I'm pissed at you, okay? But I don't care that the angels fell. So whatever you did or didn't do, it doesn't matter, okay? We'll work it out. Please, man, I need you here." Dean prayed. There was a small pause till he spoke again.

"Screw it. Okay, listen up. This one goes out to any angel with their ears on. This is Dean Winchester... And I need your help."

Cordell suddenly froze in place. Winchester. Sam and Dean Winchester. That name rang a bell. Sam used to be an old friend from his days at Stanford University. Cordell vividly remembered Sam disappearing during his final semester. Then it hit him – they were hunters. Dean had been the only human to ever escape hell.

"What the hell are you doing?" the voice took him out of his thoughts. It was Dean.

"Uhh... Sam and Dean. You guys are the Winchester, right?" Cordell asked.

"How do you know that?"

"I know Sam from Stanford. What the hell happened to him?"

"Listen, man. I don't know who you are, but just stay out of this." Dean turns to walk away from him, but Cordell grabs Dean's arm before he can walk away from him.

"Wait- maybe I can see what's wrong."

Dean pulled his arm out of Cordells grasp. "The doctor said he living off a fucking machine! How can you possibly help?" exclaimed Dean.

"I know you guys don't like witches, but I can help. I'm a witch. I can try to get into Sam's head and see what is wrong." Cordell whispered

Dean stood there, thinking about what choices he had. He could wait for one of the angels or let Cordell, who's a witch, go into Sam's head. It took him a moment to decide, but he finally decided.

"Fine. Find out why he's not waking up. If you try to do anything to him, I will fucking kill you."

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