Supernatural Death Note

Chapter Eighty-Seven: Aftermath

The driver took a very long way to get home, ensuring they weren't followed. Poor Mello was ready to claw his skin off by the time they arrived at the base. They were herded into a room and examined by a doctor. Dean stood in the doorway, a look of exhaustion on his smoke blackened face. He looked at Watari who had come in to check on everyone.

"Can't I just skip this? I'm fine. I want to get the debriefing over with, get a shower, a gallon of something to drink, some food, and rest. I'm tired, Watari. I'm not hurt. Since when does being tired become a medical problem?"

"We need to make sure you don't have any smoke inhalation or burns. It's to be on the safe side so no, you can't skip."

"Watari, they always find something that has nothing to do with why I'm in there." Green eyes stared out of a black face, and the head bowed. Dean knew this was one battle he wouldn't win. He did not go in and sit down, but stood in the doorway.

Watari grinned as the doctor began checking Dean over, listening to his lungs and making sure everything was all right.

"You always examine patients in the doorway, Doc?" This one had Dean's curiosity piqued.

"When they look exhausted, I do," he chuckled.

Since Dean had never met this doctor since he took over to care for Near, he figured the man didn't know his past. "Yeah, well, it's been a rough day." Dean didn't consider that Bobby wasn't exhausted, and at thirty-one, he certainly shouldn't have been.

"You're still regaining strength from your surgery, but everything looks to be healing up fine. No signs of smoke inhalation or burns. You were very fortunate, Mr. Winchester," the doctor said. "My recommendation is a shower, a hot meal, and to rest. In regaining your strength, I'll leave a workout regimen with Watari."

"You're Near's new doctor, aren't you? Why do you know about me? My doctor left after telling me one more week. I don't understand."

"Medical files, sir. Any good doctor worth his salt checks on those before seeing his patients," he said.

"I don't understand. I'm out of the doctor's care now. At least, I thought I was. Watari?"

"Every doctor maintains a file on their patients, documenting past treatment, inoculations, the like. I kept your file for security purposes and let this doctor read it when I realized all of you would need to be looked over."

"So, I now have a permanent doctor here?" Dean shook his head and headed up to the top floor to find Lisa, Sam, and Near. He was starting to have trouble thinking clearly. He knew it was because he'd pushed so hard. He had to though. He couldn't let them down.

Near had heard the conversation and met Dean halfway. "Dean, follow Near. A discussion must be held."

The hunter sighed and turned from his intended destination to follow the teen.

Gray eyes met green when they reached a room and Near shut the door behind them, standing in front of it. "Dean will stop this behavior at once."

"What behavior, Near? Look, I just want to find everyone, bathe, eat, and sleep, in that order. My mind's not very clear right now, so you are gonna have to just say whatever it is you have to say, because I have no f'ing idea what you're talking about."

"Dean is acting as if it is Dean's fault that Dean tires easily and that because of tiring so easily, Dean is slowing the group down. The attitude of avoiding the doctor was another sign something is wrong."

"Okay. First off, I pushed myself to be able to keep up, okay? It was really hard, but I was not gonna let my team down. I see nothing wrong in that. I was not blaming anyone, not even myself. I knew what it was. I always avoid doctors. I'm terrified of needles, Near. They always put me in hospitals with ugly nurses. That's just normal for me. I can't help it. I have no idea what caused that."