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Okay, folks, who else felt like all the delicious promised h/c got UNFAIRLY RIPPED AWAY last night? Yeah. What is this "three weeks later" nonsense?

Where was the head trauma? The hobbling around on crutches? The possible coma? Bobby having to take care of unconscious!Sam and loopy-on-painkillers!Dean?

And THEN there was all the during-and-post episode stuff that could have happened! Like Dean having a "mishap" cutting off his own cast. Sam dealing with Lucifer. ALL THE H/C!

In short, there needs to be comment-fic to fill in these terrible, terrible lapses in judgement on the writers' part, am I right? Of course I am!

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Master List of Fills

- They're in the ambulance, heading out of town, and Sam starts seizing again... Stay With Me by

cherry916

-In a lot of ways Bobby's house had become a home base for the Winchesters, nearly as much of a home as the Impala is. One night at the cabin Dean and Bobby and/or Sam have a beer and reminisce about some of their best memories of the place. A Quiet Night by

weesta

- ...also the cabin is really dusty, so there is respiratory distress. Two Hits by

shangrilada

-Bobby is trying to be strong and pretend that he's fine about the house burning down, but Sam and Dean catch him falling apart over it one night. Untitled by

youaredriving

-The head injury has managed to do what the wall-breakage (which I handwave as a process, not an event) has not: bring memories of 150+ years trapped with Mikey and Lucy directly to the surface, do not pass go, do not collect $200. It isn't even hallucinations, just...memories. So Sam is horizontal, not eating or sleeping, just crying involuntary tears that are the result of several lifetimes full of unrelenting pain. I Heard Your Heart Beating (You Were in the Darkness Too) by

princess_aleera

-Brain injuries make it really hard (well harder than normal) to tell what's real and what's not. Lucifer or really vivid back in hell and torture flashbacks are all win :D It's All In My Head by

youaredriving

-"You should see him when he drinks." 4 Times Sam Saw His Father Drunk (And One Time it Was Dean) by

princess_aleera

- You never hear whether or not Sam woke up at all, even briefly, before leaving the hospital. What if he had? Alone, freaked out, maybe with Lucifer to keep him company... Untitled by

mentholpixie

-The Winchesters are bad enough on their good days but when they're hurt? They're 10 times worse...especially when they are stuck on the road and on the run. Bobby's POV driving to Montana with Dean's leg cast and Sam awake but seeing things... After a few days on the road with the boys, Bobby has a new appreciation of what John had to deal with when the boys were growing up. 6 Hours by

shangrilada

-Dean tries washing his painkillers down with a couple of shots of Jack. It doesn't go well. Zero Integrity by

stella_down

-Dean punching Sam in the face? Yeah, not good when your brother's still on the mend from a hideous concussion. Knock Out by

captainlon

-Can anybody write a short little tag about Sheriff Mills? I mean, she *just* had fairly major surgery, and Bobby said he was going to check on her...and then it was three weeks later. Has he been in contact with her? Is she helping keep an eye on the Leviathans at the hospital? Post Op by

tahirire

-Friends...do you know how difficult it is to shower with a cast the size of Dean's? Sure, he can do the sponge bath routine for a while, but three weeks? Looking for more humorous than slashy, wrapping the cast in garbage bags to keep it dry, that sort of thing. Roughing It by

rambling_rosie

-Sam and Bobby have both taken off to their respective cases. Dean is all alone in the cabin, still sleeping on the couch, his leg still in the cast. The leviathans come and find him. What happens then, if Dean manages on his own or receives help from Bobby, and how Bobby (after coming back) and Sam (after his hunt for Amy) react is up to the author. He Takes What He Can Get by

i_speak_tongue

-They destroyed one of Dean's three trousers so now he searchs Sam's duffel bag to borrow one. And hey, Sam's still got that old hoodie! If you can't move around a lot you get cold. Untiled by

mad_server

-At some point, Dean's in a shitload of pain and his pills are on the other side of the cabin, and Sam is off in lala land, totally zoned out, and fuck it fucking HURTS, and he keeps calling Sam's name and finally drags himself across the room and pops a few too many pills. When Sam snaps out of it, he feels terrible and we finally get to see Sam carry his brother. And then help Dean when the drugs make him sick. Untitled by

mad_server

-Bobby is trying to be strong and pretend that he's fine about the house burning down, but Sam and Dean catch him falling apart over it one night. Untitled by

youaredriving

-Anything with high!Dean and forehead kisses. This Little Bluebird (Don't Come Around Here No More) by

princess_aleera

-Amy doesn't get the drop on her mom and she gets hold of Sam. Between Sam's knife and Amy lunging at her mom, Sam doesn't get the claws in the brain, but he's still severely injured. He convinces Amy to run and then lies alone, bleeding out on the floor and hoping that his Dad and brother really are on the way. The First Scars by

captainlon

-Sam starts using pain as a coping method, Lucifer eggs him on. Dean doesn't know what to do (if he finds out). Layers Intact by

rokhal

-Bobby's out for whatever reason, Sam's up and at 'em, Dean's doing all right. Then Sam has a seizure, in a small corner or trapped behind something or anywhere that Dean physically cannot get to on his leg. There's just no way he can touch Sam, either during the seizure or afterwards. Bonus points if Dean can see Sam but Sam can't see him, if Sam can't understand why Dean isn't with him, and if Sam hurts himself by seizing in such a small space. Bobby's World by

enginestarsgo

-Slashy Sam helps cranky sick broken-leggedy Dean scratch that itch deep down under his cast. Itch by

salihe

-Maybe when Dean's sleeping, Sam writes hilarious/annoying things on his cast. Bonus points if they have little conversations on it that they don't necessarily acknowledge out loud. Plaster and Parmesan co-written by

wave_obscura and

shangrilada

-I'd love to see a (non-Wincesty) story about Sam and Dean admitting to each other that they were both sexually assaulted in Hell, and maybe somehow trying to help each other deal with it. Or not deal, as the case may be. I Go By Many Names by

princess_aleera

-Sam's method of grounding himself and keeping reality straight is pain. Problem is, his hand has healed. So he's got to get creative. I don't necessarily mean serious self-harm, just little things. But then other people (hotel clerks, waitresses, etc) start noticing the creepy tall guy who zones out, occasionally talks to air, and randomly pinches or slaps himself. I don't imagine Dean would take to kindly to people using words like 'freak' or 'psycho' behind Sam's back. Bonus points if one day he snaps and tell them exactly the kind of monumental sacrifice Sam made for the world that left him this way, even if it means they think Dean is crazy too. Freak by

tifaching

-The first couple of days after Sam wakes up, he's awfully wobbly on his feet. Dean is barely getting around on his crutches. One day when Bobby goes out, one of them needs to go to the bathroom and the other one tries to help. Of course they end up hurting themselves when they fall into a big heap on the floor. They end up having to stay there until Bobby comes home. Unbalanced

pixymisa

-The brain damage results in the last ??? number of years being erased for Sam. Author's choice how many, although I'd prefer he not have complete amnesia. He still knows Dean, knows Bobby, but mentions of Leviathans, or their trip(s) to Hell, or Cas, or shoot, even Stanford, leave him totally confused. Bonus points if he realizes something is wrong and tries to hide it from Dean at first. Deficit by

pixymisa

-Sam starts using pain as a coping method, Lucifer eggs him on. Dean doesn't know what to do (if he finds out) Look'd Up In Perfect Silence At the Stars by

minviendha

-Sam's knocked out, down for the count, and locked in his head with Lucifer. What's happening in his head and how Dean deals with his whimpering and flailing is up to you. Awesome by

vail_kagami

-Dean starts crying at one of his soap operas. And then he can't stop. He doesn't know why he's crying anymore. In Which Dean Winchester Cries Like a 12-Year-Old Girl by

applegeuse

-Bobby has to take off, but Sam is still very dizzy, having trouble keeping his balance and remembering how to do simple tasks like eat breakfast. Dean has to care for him even though he's in some pain himself. You Can't Feel What You Can't Feel by

nwhepcat

-Dean cuts off his cast too soon and ends up needing major surgery involving lots of pins and screws and plates. To Hold the Bones Together by Anonymous

-The paramedic had a cold and gave it to Sam and Dean. I want Sam all feverish, confused, and clingy, and macho Dean trying to be strong for little brother, but very time he sneezes, the pain in his leg makes him want to cry. Basically, lots of sick and whiny boys looking pitifully at Bobby to make it all better. Once Upon A Time by

shangrilada

-It gets awful cold at night in Montana. Ordinarily Bobby would let those idiots fend for themselves, but they are still pretty incapacitated, and he can't be there every minute to make sure they are stay covered in blankets. So he goes out to the Impala to find extra clothes for the brothers to bundle up in. He stumbles on a couple of secret hiding places and finds a treasure chest of memories - photos of Mary, John Winchester's real driver's license, Sam's diploma, Dean's amulet and Cas' trench coat. Cue a couple of long, private conversations with each of the boys that help them start to deal with the memories. (Because they sure did look well-adjusted three weeks later.) Untitled by

fantsywever

-Sam has Lucifer in his head and peripheral vision at all times, even if he knows Lucifer is not really there. It's just something he has to deal with. Dean, though? Dean sees Castiel. And the Darkness Shall Not Fade by Anonymous

- Dean wakes up on the couch to find Lucifer peering curiously at him. Sam comes in and tells him with great relief that he doesn't see the Devil. Dean says "that's awesome, Sammy." Untitled by

lunasky3

-At the hospital, Dean hobbles down the hall to sit at Sam's bedside. Getting to You by

ladybastet92

-Sam is having a really bad time with post-concussion crap and hallucinations and basically feeling overwhelmed and everything, and there's this little stray puppy that keeps crying at the door of Rufus's cabin. Naturally Sam starts leaving it food, but he discovers slowly how much the little guy is helping him feel grounded and needed and capable, and taking care of the puppy is something he can do well and reliably, and it gives him a reason to get up. Dean really does not like (or is allergic to????) freaking dogs. It doesn't help that the last ones he knew were the ones who chewed him up and dragged him down to hell. Homeward Bound by Proxy by

rokhal

-Now that the cast is off and Sam is somewhat back to normal, he and Dean want to have sex. But between Robo!Sam sleeping with everything that moved and Sam being raped by Lucifer, Sam has issues. He keeps getting triggered. Dean's understanding, which only makes Sam feel worse. Chasing Away the Monsters by

jasmineisland

-Sam isn't doing nearly as well as he seems. He's still having seizures, hallucinations, and turns to self-harm to deal. Bobby found out but had to promise Sam that he wouldn't tell Dean so Dean can recover his broken leg in peace without feeling he has to hobble after Sam wherever he goes. As Many Times As It Took by

quickreaver

Sam is having a really bad time with post-concussion crap and hallucinations and basically feeling overwhelmed and everything, and there's this little stray puppy that keeps crying at the door of Rufus's cabin. Naturally Sam starts leaving it food, but he discovers slowly how much the little guy is helping him feel grounded and needed and capable, and taking care of the puppy is something he can do well and reliably, and it gives him a reason to get up. Dean really does not like (or is allergic to) freaking dogs. It doesn't help that the last ones he knew were the ones who chewed him up and dragged him down to hell. Nun hat er nichts mehr lieb by

honeylocusttree

-The Leviathans get a hold of Dean (or Sam) before Bobby manages to get them out of the hospital. They get out in one piece, but notice before the doctor had time to do his favorite procedure; severing their vocal chords. They Shoot Horses by

i_speak_tongue

-The Leviathans get a hold of Dean (or Sam) before Bobby manages to get them out of the hospital. They get out in one piece, but notice before the doctor had time to do his favorite procedure; severing their vocal chords. Lipreading by

shangrilada

-Dean wakes up on the couch to find Lucifer peering curiously at him. Sam comes in and tells him with great relief that he doesn't see the Devil. Dean says "that's awesome, Sammy." Lucifer agrees. Now Showing by Anonymous

-That last blow to the head proved to be the straw that broke the camel's back. Sam starts having seizures a lot more frequently than any of them like. Sometimes they get lucky and Sam just spaces out for a few minutes, but mostly they're nasty and drop Sam like a ton of bricks. Getting A Life by

debbiel66

-Prompt: in one of Sam's Hell-fugues, he wanders away from the cabin (while Bobby is out). While Dean is trying to navigate the forest on crutches, he trips and knocks himself out on a rock. Cue Sam pulling it together and hauling him back to the cabin. Wayfare by

whereupon

-Dean manages to make it down to the basement okay, and finds a cursed object that unleashes some kind of chaos when he touches it. He hobbles around trying to reverse the damage all stealthily (nothing to see here, I didn't do anything), and does his best not to get himself killed in the process. MEANWHILE, Sam thinks he's going even crazier because said damage is far from invisible but too inexplicable to be real, and Dean isn't freaking out so it's gotta be Sam, right? Boredom by

angeltrap

:::Updated 2011/11/02:::

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Someone shakes Sam's shoulder to wake him. A doctor with a pointy nose and huge horse teeth who Sam vaguely remembers from forever ago when they dragged Dean off on a gurney. The word "Powers" is embroidered on her shirt, and he squints at it for a second before he understands it as her name.

"Sam? Your brother's out of surgery," she says, giving him a well-rehearsed half-smile.

He peels himself off his plastic chair and nods. He feels like he's been stowed away in a crate to cross the Atlantic on a steam ship. But he figures Dean feels a hell of a lot worse.

"How's he doin'?" he asks, following the doctor down the hall.

"He should wake up soon. We had our work cut out for us with his tibia, I'm afraid. Since it hadn't healed properly, as soon as he exerted pressure on it, the bone splintered even further."

Sam winces and nods. This doesn't sound too good.

"When he regains consciousness," she starts, pausing outside a door marked ORTHO-ICU RM 204, and Sam suddenly can't stop staring at it. "Sam?"

His head twitches and he tears his eyes away, looks at the troubled face of Doctor Powers. "Sorry. Yeah."

She starts again slowly, as if she's helping him learn English. "When he regains consciousness, he might be upset by what he sees. If you can stay calm and attentive, that would really help. Okay?" she asks, nodding towards her hand on the door handle, waiting for some sign that Sam is ready to face whatever horror show is on the other side of that door.

He isn't too sure that he is, but he takes a deep, slightly unsteady breath and nods anyways.

There's only one bed in the cramped and windowless room. Dean's lying still on it, his leg hanging from a metal frame that arches over the bottom half of his bed. The frame is rigged to wires that are fastened to rings that are clamped to pins and steel bolts and more wires and, Christ, somewhere in the center of this complex industrial matrix, is Dean's leg. It looks like a goddamn modern-day torture device.

It's a lot to process. "What..."

"Intense, I know. But it's your brother's best chance at a full recovery."

"Okay. Jesus. How long does this stuff..." Sam tapers off again, waving his hand at the web of surgical steel.

"We'll keep him here four to six weeks to be safe, since there's a risk of infection. Then he'll need around eight to ten more weeks in the external fixation. If no other surgery's necessary after that, we'll fit him with a leg-brace and start some serious physio."

"That's like four months in that thing. God."

"Sam, most patients don't recover from an injury like this for a good year. If they fully recover at all."

"Okay. But it's just... It's just a broken leg. What happened?"

"Hey, I know this seems crazy right now, yeah? But these things do happen. The other day I operated on a woman who tripped over a garden hose. She tore so much cartilage in her wrist she'll have to learn to write with her left hand. I'm really sorry. It's not easy to see a healthy young man like your brother pull such a short straw."

"Yeah, well. You don't know the half of it," Sam says, slowly edging closer to the bed and trying his best to process the visual information without curling into the fetal position.

Powers jots down a few notes from the monitor over Dean's bed and pats Sam on the shoulder. "I'll come by again in 30 minutes or so. He should be awake by then. Just remember what I said about keeping a cool head. You'll need to be his rock for a while."

Sam laughs a little inside at that one. Dean would sooner count on an actual rock to be his rock before he dreamt of depending on Sam like that.

But Sam nods and pulls another cramp-inducing chair up to Dean's bed as the Doctor leaves. He tries to keep focused on the top half of Dean's body at first, the pale freckles on his eyelids that Sam probably knows better than Dean himself, the thin hospital gown with tiny blue polka-dots, the nasal cannula, the IV, the blood pressure cuff. He even counts along with Dean's heart-rate for a while. But he can't help himself. It's like not slowing down for a car wreck. Which is impossible. In fact, he and Dean usually stop completely, see if there's anyone to pull from the wreckage.

So he looks; There's a thick bandage down the entire length of Dean's shin. A black ring about three inches below his knee holds—Sam counts them—seven thick pins in place, each one piercing the skin at a slightly different angle. Another three rings are bolted to the same scaffold, each another few inches towards his ankle, each with a couple more pins holding bits of Dean's bones in place like bicycle spokes. Sam can imagine what it's going to feel like. He can pretty much imagine what any kind of pain feels like if he lets himself. But he can't imagine how long it's going to take to disinfect those every day.

For twelve weeks. Jesus. How are they going to do this? Where are they going to stay? What are they going to do for insurance when the first bill comes due and it bounces back from their phoney address to accounting? How is Dean going to—

When Sam hears a small groan, he quickly turns back to Dean's face and grabs the bed's railing.

Dean peels his eyes open slowly, squinting beneath the harsh neon lights. His eyes take a minute to focus on Sam's face as he grunts, "Sam."

"Yeah, I'm right here," Sam says, and hold his breath as Dean's eyes wander down the length of the bed. "Don't... Don't freak out, man."

But Dean's eyes are already widening in shock. "Sammy? Why... Oh. Oh fuck."

"It's okay, man. Relax."

"Nuh-uh. S'not. Wh—why's my leg... Oh my God. Sammy?"

"Dean?"

"M' gonna be sick."

"Shit," Sam swears, and slams his thumb on the red call button on the side of Dean's bed.

After the initial shock wears off and Dean's been checked on and poked at by the nurse, Powers does her best to explain to Dean what to expect. Dean responds only enough to convince her that she doesn't need to repeat herself and keeps his eyes trained squarely on the tiles of the floor, clearly freaking out inside.

When she's done, Dean looks abut ready to throw up again, and probably would if he had the energy and/or anything left in his stomach. Sam isn't really sure what to do. Mostly because what Dean wants and what he actually needs always seem to be at odds with each other. Like right now, what he wants is probably for Sam to make some stupid Inspector Gadget reference. While what he needs is for Sam to squeeze his arm and tell him that it's okay to cry. And Sam doesn't really want to do either of those things. So he finds the TV remote instead.

"You wanna watch somethin'?" Sam asks.

Dean nods, the muscles in his face twitching in that odd way that move his ears a little. After years of close observation, Sam's learned this means he's holding back some pretty intense emotions.

He hits the power button and the screen flickers to life.

=-=

Dean's not awake much thanks to the massive doses of morphine they have him on, so Sam slips out the next day for a few hours to hit the shower and pick up a few key supplies. When he gets back Dean is transfixed on his leg, staring at it like Uri Geller up against one heavy duty spoon.

"That's not healthy, dude," Sam says, flipping the small table attached to the bed over Dean's lap.

"No fuckin' kidding," Dean says, his speech a little slurred from the drugs. He's alert though, and from the looks of it, in a decent amount of pain, so he's probably on the tail end of his dose.

"Should I get someone?" Sam asks, setting down the paper bag he's brought with him on the table in front of his brother. Dean shakes his head and squints down at the offering.

"S'that?"

"Take a look."

Dean unfolds the top of the bag and slips his hand inside.

"There's a really awesome diner down the street," Sam says, letting a little smile sneak up one cheek.

Dean holds the box in both hands and gazes through the cellophane window on top like he's seeing into another dimension.

"I couldn't remember which one you liked more, so I got you a slice of each kind they had," Sam explains. He waits for Dean to thank him, demand a fork, a glass of milk, something. But he just stares at it and pulls in his lips, his eyes clouding up just a little. And Sam knows why, though he thought the gesture might only have meaning to himself. But clearly he underestimated his brother's depth.

"Dean. I'm sorry," Sam says.

Dean can't keep it all in anymore. He clings to the edges of the box, crumpling it enough that he's probably crushed a coupe of pieces of pie, and a few tears slip down his cheeks. "Son of a a bitch, Sammy," he whispers.

There's a lot more Sam can do for his brother. A lot more he will do. But this, this is the thing Dean wants and needs all the same.

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*smishes them*

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Oh, this is sweet and warm. Thanks!

ohhhh man this was just lovely.

I loved it. So. Good.
If we ask really nicely, can we get more? :D

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