Chapter Five: Overdoses
Anxiously sitting in the waiting room of the hospital nearest to his apartment, Sam's cellphone rings.
"Hello?" He answers.
"Where the hell is my BABY?! And you, too!"
"Brendan came over. He overdosed-"
"Oh my God what?! Is he okay?! Has he ever shown signs of depression-?!"
"On viagra" Sam finishes.
"Oh. Oh. Did you and him...get a little-"
"No, Dean! He was with Lindsay! She didn't even help him."
"Oh. So where are you guys now?"
"The hospital. Where do you think, Dean?"
"Sorry" he replies sassily. "Just get yourself back here in once piece. And that includes the car."
"Okay." "Actually, don't come back for another hour. Brandey and I are gonna play cat and mouse, if you know what I mean."
"Don't get her pregnant." "Shut up. Bye."
They hang up.
Brendan and his nurse walk out. Sam smiles. "Are you okay?" He asks, standing up. "He'll be fine" says the nurse. "Be careful next time, you two."
The boys freeze. "Oh...uh-we weren't-" Sam starts, but Brendan interrupts him "I was...with my girlfriend."
"And she didn't help?"
"She yelled at me, does that count?"
"No! You had to take so much viagra to have sex with her, that you overdosed?"
"Yeah..."
"You on any medications?"
"No,"
"You're gay." "Excuse me?" "Oh honey that's not an insult it's a fact. Your 'girlfriend' ever get you hard?"
"No."
"Stare into each other's eyes" she tells him and Sam.
Sam gulps, looking into Brendan's eyes. They both blush harder than ever, Brendan's dick shooting up faster than you can say 'O.D'.
"Shit." Says Brendan.
"But wait! I've never gotten a woody around him!" Sam cries.
Brendan gawks in offense. Sam's dick shoots up as well.
"Oh..."
"Well, it's official" says the nurse. "Dicks don't lie. I think my work is done here." She walks away.
Sam and Brendan look at each other.
"Well...you know what they say about puberty..." Is all Sam can say. "Yeah." Brendan nervously chuckles. Their dicks go soft.
"So anyways, thanks for driving me. You saved my life" Brendan tells him, as they walk out of the building.
"Oh, I wouldn't say that..."
"You did. Thank you. And I'm sorry about Kathryn."
"It's fine."
"No. It's not. I could've caught her. But I didn't."
They now stand in front of the impala.
"It's not your fault. Don't blame yourself for that..."
They gaze at each other for a few moments, before Brendan breaks eye contact.
"I should probably drive you home..."
"Yeah...thanks again."
When Sam stops the car in front of Brendan's house, cutting the ignition, they see Lindsay sitting on the porch, scowling at them.
"Shit" they say together. "Brendan!" Lindsay yells, stomping over to the car and banging on the window. Sam has the windows slowly roll down, and Brendan asks "Yes dear...?"
"I'm breaking up with you."
"Really?" Brendan asks, Sam enthusiastically smiling the same word. They stare at him.
"Carry on..." He tells them.
"Why?" Brendan asks Lindsay.
"Because you're fucking awful in bed."
Sam frowns. "Lindsay! Don't be rude!" He chides. "Well sorry! It's the truth! His thing was in me for one minute, and then it went soft."
"Yikes" Sam can't help but mutter.
"You can't just break up with me because of that! Come on. We just need to practice more. No one's first time is perfect." Brendan tells her. "Edward and Bella's was," Sam points out. They both shush him.
"Goodbye Brendan."
"Lindsay wait-!"
"SILENCE!" She shouts. Without another word, they watch Lindsay run out of Brendan's development.
"I'm sorry Brendan..." Sam tells him softly.
"It's fine..." Brendan lies, sniffing and wiping away the tears that were going down his face. Sam politely pats his shoulder.
"Besides-I would've been breaking the code not to date your friend's ex, anyway." He smiles at him.
"We're friends?" Sam smiles.
"Yeah! Of course." He undoes his seatbelt. "Thanks for helping me. Bye."
"Bye" Sam smiles. Brendan exits the car.
Sam watches as he enters his home.
Once he sees the door shut behind him, Sam sighs, whispering "shit I'm fucking bi." He starts the car, turning up the loud angsty emo music on the radio, and speeding away.
Three miles on the way back to the apartment, he hears police sirens. "Shoot" he whispers, turning the music town and pulling over.
"Problem, officer?"
"License and registration?"
"Problem, officer?" He repeats, trying to stall.
"You ran a stop sign. I'm gonna have to give you a ticket and see your license."
"Uhhhhhh........"
The cell door slams closed, Sam helplessly holding onto the bars inside.
"Please! Let me out! I'm supposed to have a Speed Racer movie marathon with my brother tomorrow!" He begs.
"No" the same officer that arrested him commands, walking over in front of the cell, crossing his arms. "Your bail is set for a thousand dollars."
Sam gulps. "You get one phone call."
"Dammit Sam!" Dean greets, he and Brandey walking in front of the cell he's still trapped in. His shirt is unbuttoned, and Brandey is barefoot.
"Brandey and I were getting it on!"
"I don't care! Do you have the money?!"
"Yep. Here." Brandey pulls it out of her pocket.
"Where'd you say you got that, again?" Dean asks her suspiciously, squinting his eyes.
"Uhhhhh...I got a job..."
"Where?" He crosses his arms.
"Taco Bell."
"Brandey..." He gives her a sharp look.
"I actually stole it from Taco Bell, but whatever." She clarifies. "Brandey! I thought you were better!" Sam scolds.
"Do you wanna get out of jail?!" She threatens.
"Yes ma'am...!" He shakily answers.
The three of them return to the apartment, and Dean tells Sam that Brandey's gonna spend the night. "Fine. But you guys better not 'keep me awake' if you know what I mean." He tells them irritably.
"Relax, Sam. I ran out of condoms a long time ago."
They all stare at each other.
"Shit!"
"Guys, you just had sex. You're not gonna be able to find out if she's pregnant now" Sam tells them, as Dean and Brandey drag him through the nearest gas station, trying to find a pregnancy test.
"Well what if I get pregnant?!" She yells.
"Curse my sperm" Dean grumbles.
"Take the morning after pill" Sam advises.
"But it's not the morning after!" Dean cries.
"Well Dean, there's no such thing as the 'twenty minutes after' pill. So just get it!"
Accidentally taking too many, Dean and Sam have to rush Brandey to the hospital.
"So will I not get pregnant?" Brandey makes sure, two hours later after her stomach's been pumped, standing in the waiting room with Sam, Dean, and her nurse.
"All the pills are out of your system. So it's still possible for you to get pregnant" the same nurse that Brendan had, tells her.
"Oh, can't you just give her an abortion just in case?!" Dean anxiously cries.
"Dean, I don't think you know how these things work." Sam tells him.
"When you get home, take one pill. Twelve hours later, take one more. Do you understand these directions?" The nurse asks Brandey slowly.
"Yu-huh."
"Good. Hopefully you won't come back soon. Nice to see you again." She looks at Sam.
"You too..." He says awkwardly.
Brandey takes one pill when they return home, but forgets to take her second dose, twelve hours later.
"Brandey? Did you take your next pill?" Dean asks her, the next morning.
"No...oh shit!"
So for the next fourteen days, Brandey takes one pregnancy test a day, just in case.
"Woohoo!" Brandey smiles on the fourteenth day, checking the negative test in her hand, sitting on the toilet. "You're not pregnant?!" Dean smiles, he and Sam barging into the room.
"Nope!"
"Good to hear, hon'!" Susan smiles, sitting in the kitchen with Gerald.
Brandey pulls up her pants, and flushes the toilet. "Throw this in the trash" she tells Sam, tossing the test to him. "Ah!" He yells, running over to the trash can and dropping it in. He frowns, noticing something abnormal. "Brandey? Did you take another pregnancy test earlier?" He asks, taking the second one out.
"No. We agreed one a day."
"This one's positive..." Sam announces, staring at it.
No one speaks. "Dammit Mom!" Brandey screams to her.
"It can't be her. She's too old" Dean says.
"It's defiantly not me" Brandey says, as she suddenly gets her period. They walk out into the kitchen, where Gerald and Susan are sitting. Lindsay walks through the door, casually asking "What's up?" She notices Sam. "Oh. Ugh." She closes the door.
"Lindsay..." Susan dramatically starts.
"What?"
There's a knock on the door. "What?!" She repeats, opening it. There stands Brendan, making Sam drop the pregnancy test on the floor.
"What do you want?" She asks him.
"Lindsay. I want you back. I want to be in your life" he starts, stepping inside. She exhales, closing the door.
"You're gonna have to be, now. She's pregnant" Dean reveals to him.
He's speechless, until noticing Sam.
"Oh! Uh-uh hey Sam...!" He turns red, chuckling awkwardly and getting an erection.
Noticing his bulge, Dean asks "Are you hard?"
"SHUT UP!"
