A/N: Most of this isn't mine.

Alright my lovelies. School is starting back after all of our snow, so updates might be a bit spaced out. I'll try and write chapters quickly so that I can just update them every few days or so. I still love you guys and I'll keep updating.

Chapter Ten

I was warm. I curled my toes and fingers and let out a sigh. I opened my eyes and looked around the room. It was white and very sterile. I was lying in a hospital bed hooked up to an IV and Ranger was asleep in a chair beside my bed.

"Ranger?" I whispered.

He sat straight up, his eyes wide. He grinned and came over to the bed.

"Hey, you're awake!" he exclaimed, taking my hand in his.

"What do you mean? What have I missed? How long have I been asleep?" the questions fired out faster than I meant them to.

"You were in a car accident and you've been asleep for two weeks. Coma." He replied quietly, squeezing my hand.

"Dean? Sammy? Dad?" I asked brokenly.

"Dean and Sammy went to the hotel to get some rest. We were taking shifts waiting for you to wake up." He answered, avoiding my eyes.

"Dad?"

No answer.

"Ranger, where is my dad?" I demanded.

"He's gone, Rissa. He survived the car crash, but had a heart attack three days ago after Dean woke up from his coma." Ranger told me quietly.

The tears flowed down my face as I pulled Ranger down onto the bed with me. He laid down and cradled me in his arms while I just cried. I didn't even get to say good-bye. He didn't get to tell me what all of this meant. He… he was gone. Oh, Dean. How was Dean? Dad was his idol and now he was gone. And Sammy. Even though they fought, Sammy loved dad. I gripped Ranger tighter and cried.

I woke up to hushed voices. I looked in the direction of the voices and found Ranger, Dean and Sammy standing near the door.

"Why did you tell her?" Dean growled at Ranger.

"She cornered me! I had no choice." Ranger replied in a loud voice. "I know you're awake, Rissa."

I sighed and sat up in the bed. I gasped at the pain that ripped through me. My ribs must have been bruised and it was the first time that I actually took stock of my injuries. My right wrist was in a cast. I looked up at them as they came towards me. Dean sat on the end of the bed while Sammy and Ranger sat on the two chairs.

"So, when do I get outta here?" I asked as I picked at the blanket on the bed.

"They want to keep you overnight for observation, but otherwise you can leave. You'll just have to wait for your ribs and wrist to heal." Dean informed me.

"Ris, if you wanna talk about it…" Sammy trailed off as I gave him a look. Now wasn't the time to get into that.

"What time is it?" I asked, looking around for a clock.

"Uh, it's about four in the morning… so I guess it technically is the day that you get to leave." Dean said as he stood up. "I'll go see if I can find a nurse."

I shifted uncomfortably in the bed. I really had to pee, but it wasn't the perfect time. My ribs and my wrist were hurt, and I only had my two brothers and my… uh, Ranger to help me. I felt my face heat up.

"You okay Rissa?" Ranger asked as he looked at my face.

I cleared my throat. "Yeah. Just hope Dean brings that nurse back with him."

Ranger had this confused look on his face and I heard Sammy laughing. I glared at him.

"What're you laughing at?" I grumbled.

"I lived with Jess for a while, Rissy. I know what's wrong." He chuckled.

I huffed and looked away from him. He thought he was soooo smart. Dean did come back fairly quickly and he brought the nurse with him. She said that I could go home as soon as the doctor came through and signed off on my chart. I subtly asked her if I could use the bathroom and she suggested that the boys go and get something to eat. They left and the nurse helped me to the bathroom. I was in a lot of pain, but other than that it went okay. Just as I was getting settled back into the bed, Dean and the others came back in. They had brought me one of the small containers of Cinnamon Toast Crunch and a small carton of milk. I dug into it and the container was empty in about a minute. Dean started laughing when I looked up at him with a "that's it?" face.

"Sorry kid, that's all that the nurse said that you could handle." Sammy said as he took the container and threw it away.

"Don't worry. We'll get you a cheeseburger once you're outta here." Dean reassured me.

"And a milkshake? And French fries? And onion rings? And pie? Mmm, pie with whipped cream?" I rattled off my order because I was so hungry.

"You sound like Dean." Sammy laughed.

Dean came over to me and kissed the top of my head. "You can have whatever you want babe."

A phone rang in the room. Ranger got up, pulled out his phone and answered it.

"Ranger, go ahead… yeah, sounds good… I'll come pick it up… see you later." He said and then he hung up the phone.

He came over and kissed me on the lips. "I have to go pick up your birthday present from safe keeping. I'll see you later." He shook Dean's hand and nodded at Sammy.

"Can't believe he got me a present…" I mumbled.

"Well, it is your eighteenth birthday. Your presents from us are at Bobby's." Sammy informed me.

My eyes got big in surprise. I couldn't believe it! I didn't think that they'd even remember…

"What is it?" I asked.

"Not telling." Dean replied, grinning at me.

I stuck my tongue out at them both and grabbed the TV remote. There was nothing on at four in the morning, but we watched infomercials and made fun of the sells ladies. At eight thirty, the nurse came in and said that I could leave. Dean laid my clothes on the bed and then they left so that the nurse could help me change. Maneuvering around the wrist cast and my hurt ribs were big obstacles, but we got through it in time. I was cajoled into a wheelchair; apparently, it was hospital policy. I smiled as I got into the Impala and it roared to life. I was proud of Dean for getting it back up and running. It was quiet on the ride back to Bobby's and I was kind of worried. I mean, I hadn't exactly talked about dad, and I knew that Dean was taking this really hard. He didn't show it, but I knew it. But maybe Sammy and him had already talked about it. I was happy as we pulled up at Bobby's and got out of the car. Sammy helped me up the steps and Dean opened the door.

"I'm not a china doll guys."I growled as they helped me get situated on the couch.

"We know, but we just want you to be okay." Sammy said as he tapped my nose.

I snapped my teeth and pretended to bite his finger. He laughed and stuck his tongue out at me. Dean walked into the living room with Bobby following him. They both had boxes wrapped in shiny paper in their arms. I mean, there were at least ten!

"Ready for presents?" Dean asked and I squealed. I felt like I was five again.

I KNOW it's short. But, if you have any ideas for the presents, comment and tell me. Describe it, and tell me who it's from. Love you guys and I'll update soon.