Supernatural Death Note

Chapter One Hundred and Thirty-Three: Dean Visits the Doctor

Mello poked his arm. "Listen up ok? Friends and family are now a part of your life. That means if they see you getting tired, they're going to speak up and do what they can to help. You're not soloing things. You have a full crew to back you up," he told him.

"I understand and appreciate that, Mello. I accept it. What I can't accept and understand is why am I still having problems with this? It's been over six months since we came down here and the doc finally gave me a clean bill of health. Please, tell me why I'm still having problems?"

"I don't know. Maybe we need to call in another specialist to have a look at you?"

"Specialists? What specialists have I had already? What the hell?" Dean headed out the door and down the stairs. Mello heard the front door slam. Dean was headed to the clinic. He knew someone would be there, and he hoped the doctor was in.

The blond sighed, then went to get Lisa and Bobby. The two went to work, getting things arranged so that when Dean returned home, everything would be done.

Dean entered the clinic and saw the head nurse was there which meant the doctor was in. He sighed and walked up to her desk, "Hi, Nancy. Can I see him?"

"You'll have to wait a bit," she said. "He's with a patient at the moment. This is one of his special ones he takes his time with."

A confused Dean sat down to wait. The clinic was on the property, and the doctor and nurse were paid well to be there so many hours a week for those who lived on it. He was trying to figure who was on the property. All of them were at the cabin except him.

Fifteen minutes later, the doctor came out with a small boy beside him. "You did good, Andy. Now remember to give your grandmother the prescriptions." The boy was lame, using a cane and judging from his limp, he wore a brace on one leg. "Yes sir," came the soft response.

Dean looked at the small child, "Doc, his grandma raising him? She got the money for those scrips? Can I help?"

"She's a bit on the stubborn side," he said with a chuckle. "I usually head to the clinic in town so many hours a week but he's got a cough and I agreed to let him come here so I could see him."

"Doc, if the money were available, would that boy walk without the brace and cane?"

He watched as the little boy got into his grandmother's old car. "No, it's a birth defect that was made worse by abusive parents. His grandmother is too old to do much but she's trying her hardest," he answered. "Andy's one of my special ones. I watch over him as best as I can."

"So, he's needing parents?"

The middle aged man nodded. "He is but it'd have to be someone very special with a lot of patience. He's painfully shy, susceptible to illness, which makes it harder for people."

"We're having a barbecue tonight, Doc. Can you and Nancy come and bring that boy and his grandma? Please?"

"I can ask," he said softly. "You'll have to invite Nancy though."

"She won't try to hit on me, will she?" Dean teased, forgetting his reason for coming.

The doctor laughed. "No, she's found someone actually."

"Hey! That's great news, Doc. I'll ask her," Dean turned to go.

"Dean, was there a reason you came by?"

"Yeah, Doc. How many specialists have I actually seen? No one has ever told me about what went on in the hospital. I know you took over after the other doctor over drugged Near, but it's bound to be in my records. Right? Mello said maybe I need to see another one?"