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Sam is busying himself with reading the hobbit bundled up near one of the small lamps in his dim room. His growing belly helps support his book. Suddenly the small omega feels an awful change in pain in his stomach followed by a gushing feeling between his legs.
Thinking he must have somehow wet himself the child sets his book aside. Then he feels around under his nightgown. He's confused when his hand becomes sticky.
Horror washes over the child as he lifts his hand out from under his nightgown…he's bleeding! Panic floods Sam as he gets up from his bed and rushes out into the hallway. He doesn't know where anyone is! He can feel blood beginning to run down his legs!
“Sam what the hell are you doing out of your room? You're not allowed to just wander about. What if my brother needs to use you? He should beat your ass for you making him hunt around the house for you,” Castiel berates the young omega.
“Please help me!” Sam cries out. He's beginning to feel very light headed as he lifts up his gown enough for the Alpha to see he's bleeding.
Castiel's eyes widen and he looks more sober than Sam has ever seen him. “Meg! Meg come quickly! I could really use a nurse right fucking now! My brother's omega is having a miscarriage!” Cas shouts.
Sam's vision begins to blur everything goes gray then white then black.
When Sam begins to become awake again he's on a hospital bed with tubes in his arm and a weird thing on his finger. His wrists are restrained to the bed. His legs are untied however. The omega tries to sit up. There's a weird beeping noise in the room. Sam's never been in a hospital room like this before. He's only seen ones like this when he'd seek a watch of Dean's guilty pleasure show Dr. Sexy. Sam's not even supposed to know his brother likes it let alone watch it himself.
Sam tries to remember why he's here. He thinks very hard. Oh that's right he was bleeding from his duct very badly they must be why he's in a hospital. Wait but the Morningstars didn't even take him to a hospital when he broke his ankle. What would they take him for bleeding? Is it because he fainted? Sam really isn't sure.
The omega is pulled from his thoughts by the sound of a door sliding open and being shut. Sam tries to sit up but he can't really with the tubes and his wrists tied to the bed.
Sam sniffs the air. There's a beta stranger in the room with him.
The woman leans over the bed to look Sam in the eyes “oh you're awake. I'm your nurse Hannah and I have some very bad news. I'm so sorry but you lost your baby”.
Sam feels the deepest sorrow he's ever felt wash over him. He cries and screams like he has never before. “No! Not my peanut! Not my baby Dean! No! This can't happen! I need my peanut!” The omega screams and sobs. This simply can't be true! This must be a horrible nightmare! He needs his baby!
He then feels something sharp poke him in the arm. Then everything gets all fuzzy followed by everything going black again.
The next time Sam opens his eyes for a moment he thinks the horrifying news must have really been a horrible dream. That's until he tries to sit up and he realizes his wrists are still tied. He's still in the hospital…Sam really did lose his baby.
The young omega begins weeping. Suddenly there's foot steps. Quickly Sam finds himself with Luke leaning over his bed. “What did you shove inside yourself?!” The Alpha asks, his voice filled with Alpha rage, his breath filled with the smell of alcohol.
“I didn't do anything!” Sam shouts, his voice shaking into a sob by the end.
“Don't you fucking lie! Your little whore ass killed my son!” Luke yells.
Sam begins sobbing loudly. He didn't do anything to hurt his son he never would! He loved his baby so much! Suddenly the omega feels a hand clamped around his throat. The omega struggles gasp for air. Just as he feels himself slipping into blackness yet again there's a loud noise and suddenly the hand is gone.
“You're going to kill him!” A voice that Sam recognizes as his nurse Hannah yells defending him.
“He killed my fucking son! He's addicted to shoving shit up his boy cunt!” Luke shouts.
“Sir you need to leave until you calm down,” the nurse says in a calm but harsh tone.
Sam hears loud footsteps then the sound of a door being opened and slammed shut causing the omega to flinch.
“Is he like that a lot?” The nurse asks, leaning over the bed again.
Sam nods, tears still welling up in eyes. “I didn't do it,” The omega announces, his voice hoarse from the choking.
“I believe this wasn't your fault things like this just happen…it's actually more common the younger an omega is,” the nurse replies, sounding sad.
“I loved my baby…I was gonna name him after my big brother,” Sam tells her in response.
“I believe that and I'm sorry for your loss,” The nurse says as she gently holds the child's hand. “I can sit you up and give you a drink. I think your throat could benefit from it,” she declares, then she lets go of Sam's hand and leaves the room.
Soon the nurse returns and Sam feels the head of his bed being lifted up. Hannah is there with a white styrofoam cup with a straw. “I'm sorry I can't untie your wrists, it's hospital policy for omegas but I can hold the juice for you” That beta explains. Then the nurse holds the cup and the straw in the right position and holds it to Sam's lips. The omega sips the liquid. It's apple juice. It's been so long since Sam has had juice! He closes his eyes and savors every sip.
When the cup is empty Sam’s bed is laid down again and Hannah leaves. The young omega is left on his own to cry.
After some time passes Sam hears the door open and shut again. The child sniffs the air. It's an Alpha he doesn't know. Sam tenses up.
A man in a white coat with a clipboard in his hand leans over the bed. “Hello there little omega, we're going to be taking you for your D and C soon,” the Alpha explains.
“D and C?” Sam cautiously asks.
“You didn't pass all of your fetus when you miscarried, we need to go in and suction you out or you will get an infection,” The Doctor explains.
“fetus?” The omega asks.
The doctor sighs, “your baby,” he clarifies.
“You want to suction my baby out of me?” Sam asks in horror.
“Your baby is dead already,” the doctor replies.
The little omega begins to cry again but he nods. His baby Dean, his precious peanut, is gone.
Hannah comes back with a wheelchair. She then unties Sam from the bed and helps the young omega into the chair. Much to Sam's horror the omega is brought to a room with a table that has full body restraints. “No!” The omega shouts as he flings himself from his chair and makes a beeline for the door. The omega feels two strong hands on his shoulders.
“Please don't please,” Sam begs as he lifts his head up and looks Hannah in the eyes.
The beta looks heartbroken, filling the corners of her eyes. “I’m sorry but your Alpha has denied you any anesthetic,” the nurse then turns and leaves the room.
Sam sniffs the air. Three Alphas are in the room with him. One Alpha picks Sam up by the shoulders and another lifts Sam up by the feet. The pair then begin to do up all the leather straps on the table. The little omega weeps as a bar is placed in his mouth. “That's for you to bite down on,” One Alpha explains.
The last thing done is the Alpha tightly tying Sam's feet to the stirrups. “Ok let's get this over with, I'm hungry,” Says the third Alpha as he lifts up the omega's gown.
At first things don't hurt very much at all, not anymore then when Luke is inside the omega. Then there's an extremely sharp pain that begins. Sam thought he knew what having a knife inside would feel like but no this must be what it feels like. Sam screams and bites down on the bar in his mouth. Then there's a sharper pain followed by a suction feeling. Sam screams louder. Just when the omega can't take it anymore he feels whatever tools were torturing him removed. “I'm putting underwear with a gauze pad on you. You're gonna be bleeding for a while,” the Alpha that tortured Sam announces. The omega's feet and legs are freed and panties are slipped on him. The other two Alphas undo all the restraints.
Sam is allowed to sit up soon Hannah arrives with a wheelchair but this time the omega is wheeled out to the parking lot.
He's helped into the back seat. Gabriel and Luke are both in the front seat. Sam feels weak and tired and he still hurts between his legs very badly. He leans against the window and tries to relax. This doesn't last long.
The second the car out the parking lot Luke turns and looks at Sam, “you're lucky I'm even keeping you after the shit you've pulled!” The Alpha berates the young omega.
Sam is too tired and in much pain to argue. He just starts crying again. What can he do to convince his husband that this wasn't his fault?