CHAPTER 4: HURT
The next morning, Audrey dragged herself out of bed, went for a nice jog around the beach (since it was really close to her house, and no one really went there anyways) before going to work. She had figured that by the end of the day, she'd find a way to pass off all of her patients to someone else, and then she would quit. She went through the morning like usual, taking care of the appointments that had been scheduled, before seeing which of her patients could go home, which would have to stay a little longer, and which had to be moved to intensive care. She grabbed a clipboard and headed for Dean Winchester's room after taking care of all her appointments.
"So how are you feeling today?" she asked him while checking some of the machines to see how he had lasted through the night.
"Like I did yesterday."
"Yeah, well," she said taking out his clothes from a nearby cabinet, "I think that feeling will go away once you put on your clothes and walk out of the hospital." She walked out the door. Sam, who had also been inside the room, followed her.
"Dr. Liela, thank you for all that you've done," at that, something within her mind clicked, like a door opening.
"It was nothing."
"I know you paid for the hospital bill, why?"
"Who told you?" she countered, avoiding the question.
"Dr. Kaur. You didn't answer my question."
"Damn, can't ever trust the big mouths in this hospital to keep a secret. I couldn't save your father; I would have tried harder, but was really out of it yesterday. Besides, you and your brother just reminded me why I chose this profession," she said.
"And why's that?"
She smiled, "I love hearing the gratitude and thanks of getting out of the hospital."
He smiled, "Yeah, I get that." His smile faded away, "It's not your fault my father died, he was already dead when I found him."
"I know how you feel. There's nothing worse than not hearing the heartbeat of someone you really love. Anyway," she pulled a card from her pocket, "here's my phone number and address, if you get hurt and is actually conscious enough to drive, you could always stop by my place and I'll fix you up, no wait required," she slightly mused.
"Thanks again," he said.
"Yeah, no problem."
6 or so months later
Audrey was sprawled out on her white leather couch fast asleep, a huge candle in the middle of her coffee table was flickering, the TV was on, muted with the pictures quickly flashing by, her stereo boomed loudly with Flyleaf, and the clock above the TV ticked away to midnight. The doorbell rung jarring her wide-awake, she grabbed the TV remote and the remote to the stereo, flicking both off. She blew out the candle and turned on the light, then went to answer the door.
She shut off the alarm system, unbolted and unlocked the door, and opened it. At her doorstep were Sam and Dean. Dean was badly hurt, but was trying holding up a barely conscious Sam.
"Oh my god, what happened to the two of you?" she asked bring both of them in and setting them down on both of her couches.
"Can we tell you later?" asked Dean as Audrey closed the door and grabbed the first aid kit.
"Yeah, sure," she said quickly tending to Sam before Dean. By the time she was done, both of them were asleep, it was about 2 in the morning, and she could not go back to sleep.
For a while she sat around watching them sleep, hoping it would in turn make her fall asleep too, sadly it wasn't working. Audrey sighed, got up from the chair she was sitting on, walked over to the dry erase/bulletin board that she had put up next to the door, and started rearranging things around. By the time she was done, she was tired enough to doze off for a couple of hours before waking up again at about 5 in the morning as the first few rays of sunlight started to shine. She made breakfast for Sam and Dean (though they hadn't woken up yet), gobbled down her own breakfast, wrote out a note for Sam and Dean, and went out to the beach to go surfing.
Sam and Dean woke up a few minutes after Audrey left, smelling the breakfast she'd made.
"God, I feel like shit," Dean commented.
"You're telling me?" Sam answered reaching for the note she left on the coffee table, while Dean went for the food.
"What's that? Dean asked as he hungrily shoved food into his mouth.
"It's a note Dr. Liela left."
"What's it say?"
"That if we need her, she'll be out on the beach. Oh and that we could make ourselves at home just as long as we don't break anything. And we should get as much rest as possible so that we could leave in a few days."
"A few days? The kind of wounds you got from The Demon would take more like a month to heal," Dean said finishing the last of his breakfast as Sam barely started his, "I'm gonna march myself up to her and ask her why the pretty little bitch thinks she can throw us out at a time like this."
"Dean, she did kinda save our lives."
"Fine, I'll leave out the cussing."
Sam rolled his eyes and continued eating his breakfast as Dean started walking out the door. Two seconds later he returned, "You're coming with me!" he said dragging Sam by the arm.
"Ow! Hey, watch the arm!"
Out on the beach, there was absolutely no one there. For a second, Sam thought that this was either the wrong beach that Dr. Liela was talking about or she had ditched them completely. Then, they saw a lone surfer out in the ocean. It was definitely Dr. Liela. She looked different with no makeup, almost prettier. She had a tankini top on and girl swim shorts on. She had caught a pretty good wave, but as she started to surf it, they noticed that she seemed to wobble a bit. Then she fell, the wave swallowing her up. A few minutes later she washed up onto the beach.
Sam and Dean ran up to her, "You suck at surfing," Dean commented.
"Thanks." Her reply was curt and sharp. Up close they could see that she had two teardrops tattooed on the bottom corner of her right eye.
She unhooked the surfboard from her leg, and walked over to a little spot where a blanket, a bag, and an umbrella were set out. She then opened her bag and pulled out a syringe.
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