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Chapter 16

Fast forward six months

Dean wasn't sure if he wanted anybody to know yet, but he was about to do a lot more things than he could before three weeks prior. He'd started training again now, but he didn't let anybody know, he was taking it easy.

John had come back around and was helping Bobby out and they hadn't once mentioned what Bobby had threatened John with if he didn't straighten his act out. Most things were starting to be back to their version of normal, but it would never be the same again really.

"Morning Dean," James greeted, "I see this is your last appointment if everything is fine then I'm releasing you for good." He smiled, "You know the drill by now, but today I just want to check your back and shoulder out. So, take your shirt off." "Is it still stiff?" he asked when Dean could barely get it over his head.

"Little, but I've been working on it for six months, James you gotta let me outta here with clean bill health or I'm screwed."

"Is it your dad, because I can talk to him…?"

"No, I just want to be done with this, I've been working to get myself back together for almost nine months now, it'll be a year in three more months, I was supposed to be done with this three months ago,"

"You went and started doing training too damn early Dean that's what happened, I told you to take it easy, and you went and decided to do push-ups, sit-ups and the whole nine yards thank god, Bobby caught you before you went on that hunt."

Dean looked down; he'd been in a hurry to get back to normal and forgot he hadn't been ready. He'd been lucky too, Bobby'd caught him and even though he was nineteen almost twenty, he had the Impala taken away from him. He hadn't blamed Bobby, he'd had every right and he knew that James had every right to yell at him right now too.

"I'm sorry," he almost whispered, "I gotta get Sam ready for real hunting and I needed myself prepared too. You want to murder me go right ahead,"

"I'm not going to murder you, but if your shoulder and back don't check out I'm not going to lie so you can started hunting again. I'll just keep you on rehab for another three months till your shoulder and back are completely healed Dean. I told you, if you hurt yourself and it messes things up you could be paralyzed and then you won't be able to protect your family." James shook his head.

"I know," Dean said with a sigh.

"Good, now stand up so I can look at your back." James said hiding his smile, he knew Dean, he'd actually known him for a long time. Truth was, he'd been his doctor a couple times before this, but he never said anything. A few times over the past nine months, he and Dean had gone out for drinks. just prayed that Dean was healed now, because John was driving him crazy about it, but he would never let John take the boys out too soon.

"So, am I healed?"

"Okay bend forward and let me make sure the spine isn't out place or anything,"

After five more minutes James let him put his shirt back on. Dean was a little nervous. He wasn't sure if he'd checked out or not. "You going to keep me in suspense here, or tell me,"

James smiled at him. "The verdict is good, you're clear, but you better not jump straight back into hunting or I will hurt you myself." He smiled at the young hunter. "Oh, and I don't want to see you back in here Dean not like this,"

"I promise," Dean said shaking James hand before he left.

"Well?" Sam asked getting up from where he sat beside Bobby.

"He cleared me," Dean said, "I'm fine, hundred percent better, which reminds me," he said, "who wants to go eat my treat?"

"I'll let you two go ahead. I got some things to do at the garage," Bobby said.

Dean shook his head. "Nope, you're coming too, Singer, trust me without you I couldn't have done this."

Bobby smiled at him finally agreeing as they left the hospital to celebrate Dean's full recovery.

Later that night Dean told his dad he was clear, but he made sure that John knew it was on his terms when he started hunting and what he'd hunt.

"Okay," John agreed, "I guess this means you'll be leaving here soon?"

"I will, but one thing doesn't go the way I want then I got a home here, so does Sammy." Dean said before he left the room.

"I'm sorry Dean," John said in a whisper, but he knew that I would take more time to heal the wounds he'd caused his oldest son.

THE END

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