Sam sat in an uncomfortable white plastic seat holding Jess's hand. It was colder than usual and lacked the warm feel the Jess always had to her.
It hurt to see her like this. Pale and barely breathing. Eyes closed, not to open until she woke up.
Sam sighed softly and began to draw some small circles into the back of her hand. The door to the hospital room opened and someone stood behind Sam.
Sam didn't even spare them a glance.
"You have to get out of this stuffy room. It's not good for anyone to be all locked up in here."
Sam shook his head, ignoring Gabriel's concern.
"What if she wakes up? I need to be here when that happens," he insisted. Gabriel sighed and put his hand on Sam's shoulder.
"What if she doesn't wake up?" Gabriel asked. Sam gasped angrily, turning to face his friend.
"Gabriel?!"
"What, it's true!" Gabriel replied. "What if she doesn't wake up Sam? What if she does die? It isn't your fault, and you have no control over what happens at all. You have to make amends with what could happen!"
Sam grumbled softly and turned around, eyes returning to Jess.
"Jess won't die, she can't die, she just can't," Sam replied. He stared at Jess hard. She couldn't die. She just couldn't.
Gabriel sighed again and pulled a chair up next to Sam. Sam looked over at him, frowning a bit.
"What are you doing?" He asked. Gabriel sighed and ran a hand through his hair.
"Well, I can't just leave you here to mope on your own... Someone's gotta watch you."
Sam smiled softly, and nodded a bit.
"Thanks..." He murmured softly, his eyes leaving Jess for a minute. Gabriel shrugged.
"Yeah, yeah," he murmured back, but there was a small smile on his face, and with that the two fell into a comfortable silence, in which they both simply watched Jess breathe.
"So what's the news with Jess?" Castiel asked, once he caught up with Dean in the hall. Dean sighed softly.
"Alive. Not really well off though," he replied. He shook his head slowly. "I can't believe this of all things happened to her."
"What did happen?" Castiel asked, glancing over at Dean. "I never did quite understand what it was."
Dean looked back over at Castiel with a grimace.
"Jess and her family were in that cabin, and before they went to bed, Jess's mom left the oven on. Pure incident. But the house caught on fire, and no one woke up. Jess was the only one in an upstairs bedroom, so when the floor to her room collapsed in she was alright. Some debris fell on her, but by the time the firefighters got there, the rest of her family was dead, and she wasn't far off either."
Dean shook his head, and Castiel grimaced too. It was worse than he thought it had been.
"She fell into a coma, and most of her bones were broken, I'm sure there are more things wrong with her but that's all I know," Dean finished. He ran a hand over his chin and looked at Castiel. "She was one of the nicest people I've had the fortune to know."
Castiel nodded in agreement, but he was speechless.
He couldn't imagine how terrible that must be. How much pain Jess must be in...
"How is Sam taking it?" He finally asked. Dean shrugged and led Castiel into their classroom.
"He isn't doing too well. He's been at the hospital for a while with her. I don't blame him. His teachers don't either. Sammy's a good student. He needs a break from school anyways."
Castiel nodded. He had only known the Winchester's for a while, but he'd come to really like them and their group of friends, and he knew that was true.
"I was going to go visit Jess in the hospital after school," Dean commented as he began to get out his things. Castiel watched him, unable to take his eyes off of Dean in order to do anything that was actually productive. "Do you want to come?"
Dean's eyes turned to Castiel's and they locked into a deep gaze. Castiel didn't know how long they basically peered into each other's souls before he finally answered.
"Yeah, that would be nice," he muttered. Suddenly, he realized how red his cheeks were and looked away, down at the surface of his desk. He heard Dean clear his throat next to him, and he shrugged softly.
"Yeah... Uh great. I'll pick you up after class today then."
Castiel nodded somewhat uncomfortably from where he sat.
"Yeah o-okay."
The odd tension melted away between the two before second period came around, but Castiel still couldn't help but wonder what the moment could have possibly meant.
Sam hadn't meant to fall asleep at all while watching over Jess, but it happened anyways. He was tired. Had been for a while, and had neglected sleeping over staying right by Jess's side.
He was a little grumpy to be shaken awake but he relented even so, when he heard Gabriel's soft voice telling him to wake up.
"What is it?" He murmured distractedly.
"Charlie, Dean, and Castiel are here," he replied. Sam grunted, shifting his head a little. He noticed that what his head was laying on was soft, and warm, but he took little notice of it.
"Is Jess awake?" He asked groggily.
"No."
"Then I don't see why I need to be up."
And then Sam drifted off to sleep.
Dean watched as his brother fell back to sleep on Gabriel's armed and sighed. He'd never seen his brother so tired. His brown hair was a mess, sticking in all directions, and under his eyes were large bags. He needed the sleep. Dean could tell.
"Well. I tried," Gabriel stated blandly. "He's just as out as Jess is."
There was silence.
"Sorry..." He murmured back.
Castiel took a step towards Jess and reached forward, his fingers slowly pressing against her forehead.
"I've never had a friend in the hospital before," he muttered softly. Dean watched him carefully. "She's so cold..."
There was an undeniable tension in the room, and noticing Castiel's silent refusal to step away from Jess, Dean stepped close to him, and pulled him back. Castiel's eyes gave him all the thank you he needed.
Charlie pressed her lips together, and stared blankly at Jess.
"Yeah..." She agreed suddenly. Everyone looked at her with a curious look. "I've never had a friend in the hospital either."
This time Dean nodded.
"Yeah, let's not ever have a friend in the hospital again."
Everyone nodded in agreement, eyes going back to Jess.
Their silence was interrupted by a woman walking into the room. She was blonde and had on a long white sort of lab coat on. She looked up from her clipboard and blinked in surprise.
"Oh," she muttered in surprise. "I... Didn't know anyone would be in here."
She was british, that was pretty clear by her heavy accent.
"We're just friends of Jess," Charlie explained, smiling softly. The women nodded, and gave an apologetic smile.
"It must be hard to see her like this then."
All the kids nodded in agreement. The woman crossed the room, and started to mess with things on the machine tracking Jess's heart beat.
"I'm Doctor Rose Tyler," she said as she switched out some of the wires. "Jessica is in good hands, but I hate to say that it's unlikely she will live."
Gabriel nodded in understanding.
"We understand."
She nodded, and smiled gratefully.
"Anything I should be notified of?" She asked, looking down at her clipboard, pen poised in the air.
"Well, not that I've seen but Sammy here has been around longer than any of us. But he is sleeping," Gabriel explained.
Rose nodded again, and put aside her clipboard.
"Well, I'll leave you guys to it. Alert me if anything goes wrong with Jessica."
Then Doctor Rose smiled, and was about to leave when suddenly Charlie called after here.
"Wait, um Doctor Tyler, I don't suppose you know Mr. Albert Magnus?" She asked curiously.
Doctor Tyler blinked a little but nodded.
"You mean the Doctor? Yeah, we're kind of together actually." She smiled seeming to drift off a little into a happy memory, before snapping back to real life. "Do you take his class?"
Charlie nodded.
"Yeah, we do. That's all I wanted to ask. Thank you!"
Doctor Tyler smiled back and left the room quietly. As soon as she was gone Charlie laughed aloud.
"That's funny," she muttered. Dean frowned at her.
"What's funny?"
"Well, her name is Rose Tyler," Charlie explained. "And she looks and sounds like Rose Tyler from Doctor Who. And Mr. Magnus, who likes to be called The Doctor, looks like The Doctor from Doctor Who, tenth regeneration, and, well, they're together."
Castiel made a thoughtful noise from next to Dean.
"Yeah, actually I thought that was funny.."
They both fell into a thoughtful silence, which Charlie interrupted.
"You don't suppose..."
The question hung in the air around them, and then Castiel was shaking his head.
"No.." But he didn't sound very sure.
There was another moment of silence and then both Charlie and Castiel said,
"No..."
But Dean noted that neither of them sounded very sure of themselves.
Author's Note:
My beta hasn't edited this yet, so I'll replace this chapter once she gets back to me, but for now, you get this anddd I'm actually on time with my update? So maybe I am on schedule!
This is going to be a really long story by the way. Also I absolutely had to add the Doctor Who thing. I just haddd to.