The next morning, Hunter arrived at the hospital bright and early. He'd done some thinking the night before and he had decided that what happened the night before, with Dean freaking out about needing Sarah, wasn't going to happen again. Come hell or high water, Hunter was determined to make this difficult situation better. By any means necessary.

Hunter walked off the elevator and strode up to the nurses station. He managed to sweet talk them into paging Dean and Sarah's doctors so that he could speak with them. He didn't have to wait long since they were already in the hospital for their morning rounds. They walked up to Hunter and he began to make his request.

"I know that you two heard what happened last night with my brother-in-law freaking out. I warned you that would happen. Jon has a strong protective and possessive instinct when it comes to my sister. I don't know how much clearer I could've made it." Hunter said to the doctors. "Mr. Levesque, we apologize for that. We weren't aware of how serious it could get. If there's anything we can do to help, please let us know." Dr. Torres responded. The man felt bad about everything. The absolute last thing he wanted was to cause his patient mental stress, which was exactly what happened.

"I'm glad you brought that up. I was going to suggest that you have them moved into the same room. That way you don't have to take them to see each other and it keeps him from having any more outbursts. What do you think?" Hunter suggested. Dr. Arnold nodded and said "That's doable. We'll arrange it right away. If you'll give us a few hours, we'll have them settled if you want to get some coffee or breakfast." "Thank you very much. I'll be back in a while." the COO responded before going down to the cafeteria.

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Dean woke up to a buzz of activity in his room. He blinked the sleep away from his blue eyes and asked the nurse "What's going on?"

"We're moving you to a new room, Mr Good." the woman responded. Dean looked at her with apprehension and asked "Is the room any closer to my wife?" The nurse smiled softly at her patient in response. She thought it was very touching at how devoted to his wife he was. "I'd say so, sir. We're putting you into a room with her." the woman told him.

Dean sighed in relief and thought 'Good. Now I can keep her close. Just like I need to. She must be terrified without me.. I hope she's still sleeping so I can be there when she wakes up. That should help with her fear. Hold on, babe. I'll be there soon..'

Soon, Dean was guided into a wheelchair and he was taken to a different, bigger room. It had a pullout sofa, so that their friends would be comfortable, and it was nicely furnished. He looked towards the other bed in the room and smiled when he saw his wife laying there, sleeping peacefully. The nurse parked the wheelchair next to her bed at his request and left the room to give them some privacy.

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Dean grasped Sarah's hand in his and he kissed her knuckles tenderly. He felt her body begin to stir with the tell-tale signs that she was waking up, which relieved him greatly.

Sarah's chocolate brown eyes opened up and her head turned to face him. Confusion filled her eyes as they looked at her husband. She couldn't figure out what was going on or where she was. Tears filled her eyes as she grew more and more upset, so Dean hit the call button to get a doctor in the room.

"What?" Sarah managed to whisper tearfully. Her body began to tremble, which broke Dean's heart. He rubbed her arm soothingly and murmured "Shhh... It's going to be okay, Sarah. I promise. But I need you to calm down so that I can tell you what happened. Can you do that for me, babe?"

It took a few minutes, but Sarah finally nodded shakily. Dean's noticed she was still shaking, so he pulled the blanket up around her as best he could. She squeezed his hand gratefully as the doctor entered the room.

"Good morning. How are you feeling, Mrs Good?" Dr. Arnold asked. "I don't know. What happened?" Sarah managed to respond. The doctor frowned and asked "What is the last thing you remember?"

Sarah racked her brain, even though it was difficult. Her mind was still fuzzy and it was hard to think clearly. Finally she responded by saying "Going to the airport, then nothing."

The doctor looked at Dean and said "I think we should do some more tests on your wife just to make sure everything is okay. I'm a bit worried about the memory loss." "Do it. Do whatever you need to." Dean told him.

Dr. Arnold looked back at Sarah and asked "How are you feeling otherwise?" "My leg and ribs hurt." she replied. "We'll check out your ribs while we're at it and get you some more pain meds. Don't worry, Mrs Good, you'll be just fine. We'll talk about your accident after the tests are complete." the doctor assured her before going out to order the needed tests.

"Accident?" Sarah asked once the doctor was gone. Dean debated on waiting to tell her what happened, especially the severity of his injury, but he decided to at least tell her what led up to them being hospitalized. "Stephen fucked up and threw me on top of you." he replied. It was the short version, but he didn't want to upset her anymore than she already was.

"Are you okay?" Sarah asked. "I will be, babe. Now lay back and relax. Those tests are going to be tiring, so you need your rest." Dean replied quickly. He felt like crap for lying to her, but until he was sure that she would be okay, he didn't want to add stress to her muddled brain. She nodded and relaxed against the pillows.

Sarah closed her eyes and soon fell back asleep. Dean rubbed her arm until the orderly came to whisk her away to radiology. Once she was gone, he finally laid back in bed and waited for her to return.

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Dean didn't notice that it was lunchtime until a tray was brought into the room. The lid was taken off and the nurse left the room. He pushed the food aside without even looking at it. The last thing on his mind right now was eating.

Worry was consuming Dean the longer the testing on his wife went. He was really beating himself up for not protecting her better. In his mind, this was all his fault; even though nothing could be further from the truth. He was so lost in thought that he barely heard the knock on the door, but he heard it open.

Dean sat up quickly, even though it made him hiss in pain. He really hoped it was Sarah coming back, but instead it was Roman and Seth. He laid back and his face fell when he saw that it wasn't her. His brothers took it in stride though since they knew he was obviously was waiting for something to do with Sarah.

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"How you feeling today, uce?" Roman asked as he and Seth sat down on the comfortable sofa. "Okay, I guess. I'm waiting on Sarah to get back from some tests now." Dean replied.

"Why do they need to run more tests? I thought she was going to be fine." Seth asked, almost in a panic. It was well known amongst their friends that he had a strong, almost scarily so, emotional bond with Sarah. The bond was so strong that Dean always joked that he thought they were twins separated at birth.

"She will be. They just wanted to do the tests as a precaution. She was still really out of it this morning." Dean told them. "How bad?" Roman asked. "Bad enough that the last thing she remembers is going to the airport Sunday. I had to tell her that we had an accident, but I didn't tell her how bad we're injured yet. I wanted to make sure she's okay before upsetting her even more." the younger man replied.

Upon hearing Dean's reply, Seth grew even more anxious and he needed to burn some of the nervous energy off. He couldn't just sit there and do nothing. So, he decided to make a suggestion. "How about I go get some pizza? It looks like you didn't care too much for your lunch." Seth asked.

Dean looked at his younger brother and he saw that Seth needed some room to breathe and to think, so he replied "Sure. Thanks, bro." The younger man sighed in relief and said "I'll be right back." before dashing out of the room.

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Once Seth was gone, Roman moved from the sofa over to the chair beside Dean's bed. He knew there was more behind the younger man's freak out the night before than what he admitted and he was going to get to the bottom of it.

"I guess this is a stupid question, but are you feeling better now that they have you rooming with Sarah?" Roman asked. Dean let a genuine smile cross his face and he replied "So much better. I can finally keep her safe now."

Roman raised an eyebrow and he knew what the problem was now. "Keep her safe?" the older man asked. Dean flushed a bit and stared at his lap, avoiding the question. Roman stood up and sat on the bed with his brother. "Jon, what is it? You know you can tell me anything.." the older man coaxed.

"I failed her last night. Don't try to say I didn't either because it's true. I didn't protect her and now look where we are. She was scared to death last night and I couldn't do shit about it. I didn't tell you guys this, but Sarah woke up in the ambulance. The only thing she was able to say was that she was scared. Do you know what that shit did to my heart? It fucking shattered it. I tried to cover her up with my hoodie, but that paramedic took it off. I know she was covered up, but the hoodie was my way of holding her. It sounds fucking stupid now that I'm saying it out loud, but it's true. Then they separated us in the emergency room and wouldn't tell me shit about her condition. I had to wait for Paul to tell me anything. You know I don't do well without her, but what I try to keep from everyone else is that she doesn't do well without me either. Sarah has told me more than once that the only place she has ever felt safe and loved was in my arms. So for me not to be able to hold her and comfort her when I know she needs it is torture. Pure torture. That's why I freaked out last night. It was because even though I needed her, she needed me that much more." Dean finally rambled out.

"What happened last night wasn't your fault. You do realize that, right? It was a freak accident that could've happened to anyone. It just happened to be you and Sarah. I don't know why fate dealt you this hand, but it did. Just know that we're all here to help you two with anything that you need us for. Anything at all. We love you, uce. Remember that." Roman responded after a pause. The Samoan raised his fist and Dean chuckled before bumping it with his own.

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Seth came back in a few minutes later with a few pizza boxes. He set the untouched lunch tray down on the windowsill and put the pizza down on the hospital tray. He opened the box and shook his head when Dean snatched a slice out and bit into it. Seth and Roman got their own pieces and began eating as well.

The door opened and all three men let out a sigh of relief when they saw Sarah being wheeled back in. Her bed was parked back into place and the doctor announced that she would be just fine, but she did have a few bruised ribs. Dean thanked him and he left them alone.

Dean got a slice of pizza and set it on a paper plate. He sat down on the edge of her bed and he brushed her hair back to coax her awake. Sarah opened her brown eyes and she smiled when she saw him sitting there. He grinned at her and leaned down to give her lips a kiss.

"Are you hungry, babe? You missed lunch." Dean asked. Sarah nodded and replied "A little." "Colby went and got pizza, so I hope that's okay." he told her. "That's fine, baby." she responded quietly.

Dean lifted the pizza up and brought it up to her mouth. She took a bite and chewed it. "You don't have to feed me, Jon. I can do it myself, especially since you're hurt." Sarah told him after swallowing. "I know that, Sarah, but I want to take care of you. Please let me." he responded. She could see the desperate look in his blue eyes, so she relented. "Okay, baby." Sarah said.

Dean kissed her forehead before coaxing her into eating the rest of her lunch. After eating the last bite, Sarah grimaced and started rubbing her stomach. "Are you okay, babe?" he asked worriedly. "That didn't agree with me." she replied.

"I'll see if I can get your brother to bring some soup up here later. That should agree with you better." Dean told her. "Chicken noodle?" Sarah asked hopefully as she looked up at him with her big brown eyes. He laughed and replied "If you want, Sarah."

"I think she's feeling better." Roman joked. "And still has him wrapped around her finger, even with a concussion. Now we know where Eden gets it from." Seth added. Dean grumbled and said "Fuck both of you."

"Nope, that's Sarah's job." Seth teased, which made her blush in response. Roman punched the younger man in the arm since he was closer and said "Watch it, Rollins. I will spear your ass." "Ha! That's what your ass gets." Dean exclaimed as a nurse entered the room.

The nurse checked the couple's vitals and she gave Sarah a dose of painkillers. They didn't even bother trying to get Dean to take anything for pain since he made it known earlier that he didn't want any more drugs. So they respected his wishes. The nurse ducked out of the room once she was done and left the former members of the Shield alone.

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Sarah grew sleepy almost immediately since the tests from earlier had really worn her out. "Will you stay until I go to sleep, baby?" she asked. "Of course I will, babe." Dean replied.

Seth stood up and helped Sarah scoot over some. Dean laid back so that she could rest her head on his uninjured shoulder. He held her hand tightly and murmured "I love you, Sarah." "I love you too, Jon." she responded before finally passing out.

Dean managed to kiss the top of her head and he kept rubbing her hand to keep her, and himself, calm. 'She's finally next to me again. Thank God..' he thought. 'Thank God.'

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So sorry for the wait. Being sick sucks...

So, one more hospital chapter and then Dean and Sarah finally head home. How will they acclimate to a normal life? I guess you'll have to wait and see. ;)

Thank you so much for the continued incredible response. I appreciate it so much.

Special thanks goes to my bestie-beta, AeonBlue, for all of her help. If you haven't read her new story, The Tau Hypothesis, yet - What are you waiting for?