Goodbye Dean Winchester
Chapter 2: Prt 1 Demons Are Real
Lisa's POV:
Lisa got up that early morning getting ready for a quick run. She quietly walked up to Ben's room and checked on him, he was sound asleep she smiled and left the house. She hadn't seen Dean in over 2 weeks and usually he was only gone 1 to 2 days. He would normally call to let her know he was okay and he hadn't called within the two weeks he's been gone. This is not good somethings wrong. Her phone went off but she quickly dismissed as she could not answer it while running. She had been running for about an hour and stopped at a nearby corner store before heading back home. Upon arriving home, it was when she grabbed her phone and saw the words "goodbye this world is better off without me." Along with the message was a voice-mail. She panicked and tried to process what she just heard, grabbing his laptop she managed to trace his call from what he taught her. She grabbed her jacket and got in the car driving to her destination. Upon her arrival to a hotel in Kentucky she anxiously went door to door calling his name. She came across a room and the smell of weeks old food and alcohol made its way to her noise.
Dean? Honey are you- She walked into the room to find him standing holding the gun to his head. He looked at her and whispered goodbye. A look of horror crawled across her face as she ran to him just as he pulled the trigger. The sound echoing through the hall of the hotel lobby as concerned people came running in to see what was going on. Dean fell to the floor blood pouring out from his wound. Dean no, Lisa clinged to his now cold body and shook him, holding him close to her chest. Help somebody help me please! She grabbed the phone and franticly called 911. Lisa saw the note on the bed and began to read it. She was sobbing as she rocked back and forth holding him trying to keep his head from bleeding more than it already was. The ambulance arrived rushing in and placing Dean on a stretcher. As the hospital doors opened they rushed him into surgery as soon as possible trying to keep him conscious and moving. Lisa, Bobby and Ben all waited anxiously for the doctor to tell them the news of Deans current condition.
Lisa needed answers as to why, why Dean had done this and why he hadn't told her what was going on. Dean knows he can confide in Lisa if something was bothering him and yet he never did. She starts to break down and Bobby holds her, comforting her telling her it was going to be okay but deep down he wasn't very sure himself if things were going to be okay. What would Sam think he thought. Just then the doctor came to inform them of Dean's state. He is out of surgery, the bullet barely missed the brain by an inch but it had hit enough to cause him to bleed. The damage wasn't too severe he's lucky to be alive. He will be okay he just needs to rest we have him on suicide watch and may keep him here for maybe a week or so just to check up on his progress. Then he should be released but if you notice anything odd or he is talking about suicide you call us immediately. Lisa jumped up and hugged the doctor crying into his shoulder. Thank you doctor thank you so much for saving him. The doctor gave Lisa a half hearted smile and nodded.
The doctor lead them to Dean's room and left them to see him. Lisa was the first to walk in and when she saw him awake she broke down again and ran to his side. Dean oh my god your okay! I thought you were dead. Dean looked up at Lisa and his face gave off a look of sadness, guilt and shame. He buried his face into the pillow to avoid Lisa's eyes. Dean? Hey I'm not mad at you just a little upset as to why you never came to me for help if you were feeling this way. He slowly moved his gaze from the pillow to Lisa who's eyes had a look of wonder and worry. He tried to talk but no words came out. The only sound he made was the sound of quiet sobbing as he began to break down and starting apologizing. Lisa turned around as Bobby and Ben came walking into the room. Dean looked at all three and smiled before dozing off into a deep sleep.