When Darkness Calls

Chapter Thirteen

Bobby was the only person Dean could recall that he trusted completely, and knew their long time friend would be there if ever they needed them. Dean needed him now. He also needed someone else, someone he didn't know if he could trust, hell he didn't even know if she would agree to help, but he was desperate.

He picked up the phone and placed a call to Bobby, tapping his fingers nervously on the phone waiting for Bobby to answer.

"Hello." Bobby answered with his usual gruff tone, and it immediately set Dean at ease to hear his voice.

"Bobby, it's Dean."

"Dean, what's the matter?"

Dean thought it odd that the old hunter could always tell there was a problem just by Dean's tone. "It's Sam."

"What's wrong with him?"

"He's hurt bad — almost died. Bobby, he's so messed up, I don't know what to do." Dean was quiet for a moment thinking of his brother having to undergo yet another round of surgery. His stomach twisted as he recalled the long slashing burn wounds covering Sam's chest. No matter what the doctors did for his brother, Dean knew Sam would be permanently and horrifically scarred for life. "Can't fix this . . . He'll never be the same again."

"Where are you? I'll be on the next plane there," Bobby replied without hesitation.

An instantaneous rush of relief washed over Dean, knowing his father's most trusted friend was on his way to help. "Idaho, somewhere near Kellogg. Not sure what the name of the hospital is, I'll call you when I find out."

"I'll be there as soon as I can."

"Thanks, Bobby."

Dean hung up, and then dialed the number for information.

"Name and city please," came a woman's voice on the other end of the line.

"Dr. Lee. Rivergrove, Oregon."

An automated voice came on the line giving the number, and offered an auto-connect by pressing one. Dean jabbed the button and heard the phone ring.

"Hello," came a feminine voice, Dean faintly remember as belonging to the doctor from the Oregon medical clinic. He hesitated, not sure if he was making the right decision, and almost hung up.

"Hello," Dr. Lee said again. "Is anyone there."

"Is this Doctor Lee?" Dean finally replied.

"Yes, it is, can I help you?"

"Um, not sure if you remember me, but my name is Dean." Yeah, like she could ever forget Sam and I after our last visit to her town. "Think I used the name Billy Gibbons of the US Marshals, the last time we met."

The line was silent for a moment, and Dean almost thought she'd hung up on him, until she finally spoke again. "Don't think I'll ever forget you, your brother, or what happened here for as long as I live."

"Look, I wouldn't be calling, but I can't think of anyone else who can help my brother."

"Did the virus come back?" she asked, her voice tinged with concern. "If it did, I don't know how I can help."