Are We Meant to Be?

Chapter 38

~Miranda's POV~

"Sam?! Sam?!" I hollered back into the phone. No one was answering.

"Mommy? Is daddy ok?"

"Hold on bud. I'll tell you in a minute." I opened the laptop on the table and tracked his phone. He was in the forest near where the hunt was. I needed to get there. "I'm coming Sammy. I'm coming for you and Dean." I said into the phone.

"Ethan, come on. We're going to help Sam and Dean."

"But mommy? What happened?"

"I promise I'll explain in the car. We gotta go." I grabbed a set of keys, took a car they had, and left. "Ok bud, Sam and Dean went on a hunt. They are hunting vampires and they must have gotten hurt. Sam called me and we gotta find them."

"Are they gonna be ok?"

"I don't know bud. Will you promise me something though?" I saw him nod at me through the rear view mirror.

"If I tell you to be quiet, be quiet. We are gonna go through a forest to get them, and there might be some vamps around. If you talk, it could get us hurt. Can you stay quiet when I tell you bud? Can you do that for me?"

"Yeah. I'll be quiet if you say so."

"Good. You can talk for now, but when we get there I'll tell you when." We drove for a few minutes and I explained what vampires were to Ethan. We pulled up near the forest. "Ok. Now you gotta be quiet. Help me look for them though. If you see them, you can whisper to me, but otherwise be quiet." He nodded.

We walked through the forest. It was mid afternoon so we could see easily. We walked for what seemed like forever. I had my backpack which was weighed down by the first aid kit I brought, and Ethan walked with me, his hand in mine. We got to a clearing about a tenth of a mile in, and Ethan saw them.

"Mom. They're right over there." He whispered. I sprinted with Ethan over to them. They were both unconscious. I managed to wake Sam up.

"Hey babe. It's ok. I've got you. Dean won't wake up though. Here." I said as I pulled gauze out of the first aid kit. I put it over the spot on his neck. "Can you stand? Walk?"

"I can walk. Not real far, but I think I can, barely."

"How am I gonna get Dean to the car? He won't wake up Sam." I frantically asked.

"Support me and help me hold him up. I'll carry him." He used me a little. I was the perfect height for him to rest his elbow on me and I helped him hold Dean's back up as we walked. Miraculously, we made it to the car. Ethan opened the door to the back, and we set Dean in the seat. Ethan climbed in next to him, and Sam got in the passenger's seat.

"Ethan, this is weird, but help me. Turn Dean's head so he's facing you. I need to see if I can stitch him up or if we need a hospital." He uncomfortably did what I said, and I saw I could handle it. "Ok. Thanks bud. I can stitch him up, and I can stitch yours up too Sam."

"Good. I feel like I'm gonna pass out before we get there. When you start stitching us up, do him first. He's closer to dying. I know you're gonna wanna save me first, but don't."

"Ok. Please, try to stay with me though."

"I'm trying. I'm still losing blood, and I've already lost a ton. I know I won't be able to stay awake real long." He said. We made it to the bunker and I got him down the steps while he could still move and onto our bed. I ran back up to Ethan and Dean. I was gonna have to carry him down the stairs by myself. He was shorter than Sam but still really tall so it was hard. I had one idea.

"Ethan, I need your help to carry Dean downstairs. I'm gonna carry him as low as I can. Put your hands up and help me support his back."

"But how?" He was confused. I lifted Dean into my arms and practically squatted. "Ethan, walk with me, but stay one step behind me. You're tall enough." Ethan was just tall enough to reach Dean's back if he stayed one step behind me. It worked. We made it down the stairs. I carried Dean to my old room and laid him on the bed. He was still bleeding. This vamp wasn't a normal vamp. Most vamps kept the bite mark fairly clean, but this one wanted them to feel pain. He made a gash in their necks. I pulled the first aid kit out of my backpack.

I cleaned the area as best as I could. I stitched up the muscle that was torn up. Luckily no veins or arteries were cut. Then I stitched up the skin, and placed some gauze on top. I used medical tape and taped the gauze on. I checked his temperature since I know inflammation and bleeding can sometimes cause a bad fever.

"Ethan, sorry to make you keep doing stuff. Can you go get me 2 bags of ice?" He nodded and ran to the kitchen. He was back in a flash. "Ok. I know it's scary and I know you don't like seeing them hurt, but can you hold this ice on his head for a bit? Once his head feels really cold, take it off for a few minutes then you can put it back on. Does that make sense?"

"Yeah. I keep it on him until he feels cold, then I take it off for a few minutes then I put it back on?" He asked just to confirm.

"Yep. I'm gonna go fix up Sam."

I ran to my room. Sam was still unconscious. I took the gauze that was now bright red with his blood off, and did what I did with Dean. Sam's was less extensive. He had less of a cut in the muscle so it was mostly skin I had to stitch. I placed new gauze on him too. I checked his temperature and he was ok. No fever. I let him go for a bit.

I went back to Dean.
"Hey bud."

"Hey. Is he gonna be ok?"

"I think so. Has he moved or anything?"

"No, not yet." Ethan said sadly.

"Ok." I took his temperature again, and it was dropping. It was just about normal now. "Hey, let's let him rest for a bit. Come on, we can go watch some tv." Ethan followed me out. I sat on the couch and he curled up next to me, a few tears leaking his eyes.

"I'm scared mommy."

"I know honey. I think they'll be ok. They got hurt pretty bad but I think I got them in time. I know it's scary. I'm sorry I brought you into all that, I just needed your help."

"It's ok. They needed my help. I just don't want them to die." He said through tears.

"I know. I know. Shh. Shh." I said trying to calm him. "It'll be ok." I held him on my lap. He was getting big but I didn't care. He buried his head in my shoulder.