AUTHORE NOTE: Hey People! So here is the next chapter, I hope you guys enjoy:)
P.S. You guys gotta remember that merpeople (especially dominates) heal differently than humans depending on where they got hurt and how bad the wound was.
Chapter 10. Unwanted Call. Dean's Pov.
I feel something touching my head in my deep sleep and I open my eyes to see Jay's green eyes looking down at me.
"Hey beautiful." He says, rubbing his tail against mine slowly.
"How are you feeling?" I ask, sitting up and check his bandaged torso. I pull the bandage back a little to see no blood around the stitches I sowed into his skin, mentally thanking God at how fast dominant mermen heal.
"I'm a merman remember, ve usually heal fast." I slap his shoulder and he laughs only to hiss a moment later. He touches his stomach lightly and I roll my eyes.
"That's what you get for being a dick." I look up from the bottom of the pond, then kiss his cheek lightly. "Don't ever do that to me again."
"Dean…" I cut him off.
"Do you have any idea how out of my mind I was? I know we cant die but it doesn't matter…" he cuts me off with a finger to my mouth.
"I'm sorry Dean, I didn't mean to vorry you." He removes his finger and kisses me gently. He lays back down on the pond floor with a groan then pulls my head down towards his shoulder. "Can you tell me vhat happened? I can't really remember." I nod against his neck and rub my hand back and forth along his red tail.
"We left the house and I put you in the back seat of the car; you passed out immediately." He kisses the top of my head. "I drove around looking for a body of water and I found this after about ten minutes of driving. I pulled you out, brought you to the waters edge and took you r necklace off so your tail could be in the water while I took care of you." He squeezes my shoulder. "I brought you down here when I was done and I kinda fell asleep on your shoulder."
"Nov you knov hov I feel every time you get hurt." He squeezes my hand. "Vhen you got shot in the head I vas terrified, and when that verevolf got you…" he trails off, not wanting to continue. I kiss him on the lips and rest my head on his shoulder again.
"I'm sorry." He chuckles.
"Let's just say that ve are both sorry for everything and move on?" I nod my head in agreement and we continue to lay there looking through the water to the sun.
"Have you heard from Sam?" He asks a few minutes later and a sigh.
"No, but it's only been like twelve hours." I'm actually really worried about Sam. What if something happened to him? What if the demon came back? What if some part of the demon was left in Dad and it took over…
"Call him." he says, reading my emotions perfectly.
"I don't…" I'm cut off by the sound of my phone ringing. "See, I didn't have to worry." I push myself up and swim towards the surface. I wipe my hand on a towel on the ground and grab the phone, looking at the unfamiliar number before opening it.
"Hello?" I lean on my elbows and move my tail in the water.
"Dean." It's Dad's voice. "Yo…" I cut him off.
"What the fuck do you want now?" I ask, looking behind me to see Jay surfacing.
"Dean you need to listen to me."
"Why should I listen to anything you say?" Jay grabs onto my upper arm and rests his chin on my shoulder.
"Sam's in the hospital." Everything I wanted to say dies away and my eyes widen.
"What?"
"All I know is that he was in a bad car crash. They wont tell me much since I just got here."
"Where were you?" Jay lifts himself up out of the water with a hiss and puts his necklace on, grabbing a towel while he stands.
"Sam dropped me off at a motel room and went out, he couldn't stand to be with me."Jay holds the phone to my ear as I pull myself up out of the water. "That was about eleven hours ago and by the sounds of it they called me an hour after they found him." Ten hours; fuck.
"What hospital?" I ask as I watch my tail turn into two legs.
"The one in town; Dean I…" I snap my phone shut before he can say anything else and I stand up.
This is all my fault. I should have been helping Sam, but I needed to be with Jay…God this is so frustrating! Why did this have to happen after everything else? Did I do something to cause all of this to happen?
"Stop thinking like that Dean." Jay reprimands lightly while slipping his shoes on. "This is NOT your fault."He throws me my shirt and I pull it over my head.
"What if something happens? What if he doesn't make it?" His green eyes turn sad.
"This is Sam ve're talking about, nothing vill happen." I pull my jeans on.
"Well it'd be just my luck wouldn't it? after everything that's happened…" I trail off, grabbing my boots and pulling them on quickly. I grab my coat and go to pull the car keys out of the pocket only to find them missing.
"I'm driving." Jay states, jingling the keys in his hand. "You're too stressed." I shake my head and hurry to the Impala, too wound up to even argue.
All my life I've had one role, and that was Sam's protector. Ever since I carried him out of our burning house when I was four I've been practically raising him.
"He'll be fine Dean." Jay says several minutes later, breaking me out of my thoughts. He grabs onto my left hand and holds it on the seat, rubbing his thumb over it in soothing circles. I look him in the eye and words go through my head; I know we can't die.
Me and Jay can't die, we'll live for ever and never age, but everyone else can. I will have to watch my baby brother grow older than me and die in a short amount of time while I live on. If he ever has a family I'll have to watch them grow old and die to. How is that fair? How is it fair that I will have to watch everyone I love die while I get to look like a twenty five year old?
"Dean." Dad's stands up from his chair and I take a step back, feeling Jay's toned chest along my back.
"Have you heard anything?" I ask and he shakes his head. Jay grabs onto my wrist and pulls me towards a bench seat towards the side of the room. We sit down and he pulls me into his side, wrapping his arm around me. I look up to see Dad's eyes on Jay's arm and my heart clenches painfully. So I guess the demon wasn't lying; Dad does hate me being the "fag son." Jay lightly knocks his head into mine and I look up.
"You're vrong." Is all he says and we sit there silently for thirty minutes, the ticking of the clock on the wall the only thing making any sound.
" Family of Sam Baker?" Dad stands up and we stand up as the doctor walks towards us. "I'm doctor Miller and I've been looking over your son in the back." He looks at me and Jay. "Are they family?" I clear my throat.
"I'm his brother and this is my partner." Jay takes my hand in his and the doctor looks at Jay for a moment.
"Why don't we all go back so I can tell you what's going on." Dad nods and we follow the doctor.
"How's my brother?" I ask once we finally stop moving outside of his office door. He sighs sadly and looks me in the eye with regret.
"It's not looking good; your brother hurt his head pretty badly."
"So what are you saying; my sons brain isn't working right?" Dad asks nervously.
"Sam is in a coma, we can't tell how bad the damage is until he wakes up…if he wakes up." 'Coma', 'if he wakes up' It feels like my stomach is in my throat and all I want to do is throw up.
"I-is there more?" I ask after the doctors news sinks in a little bit.
"He has a broken arm, a punctured lung, and he's on the vent." Jay wraps his arm around me and my body subconsciously relaxes.
"Can ve see him?" Jay asks.
"Yes you can but I need to warn you, he's not going to look normal." I swallow and nod.
"Where is he?" The doctor points behind him.
"Down the hall and to the left, room one ten. I'll be down there in a little bit to check on things." He nods his head and walks away from us. I look over at Dad to see him frozen in his place. My arm rises on its own accord towards him, but I stop myself instantly. If he wants to be a fucking statue then fine, Sam doesn't need him there anyway. Jay and I walk down the hall and turn left, finding room one ten a few seconds later. I take a deep breath before opening the door and walking in.
"Oh God Sam." I've never imagined my baby brother looking like this, but now that I've seen it I know it will be in my nightmares.
The right side of his face is bruised and swollen, and his arm is in a cast to his side. His skin is sickly pale and the tub going into his mouth looks like a torture device.
I clear my throat and shake my head. "Hey Sammy." Jay's hand drops from my shoulders and I walk towards my brothers bed. I grab onto his uninjured hand and squeeze lightly. "I heard you had a little bit of an accident." I sit in the chair by the bed and place my other hand around his hand. "You're gonna be better in no time, I promise." Jay walks up behind me and kisses the top of my head.
"Hey Sam." He says, patting his arm gently. "Ve're right here vith you." He pulls up a chair next to me and looks at me with reddened eyes. He brings his hand up to my face to wipe away tears that I didn't even know I let escape. "It's all going to be ok Dean, I promise." He whispers, and I pray that he's right.
END OF CHAPTER! So what do you think? Like it? Hate it? Let me know! The next chapter will either be in John's pov or Jay's pov. I haven't decided yet. Sorry for mistakes people, I'm to tired to completely edit this and I wanted to get this up before I fell asleep.
P.S. This story is almost done people but don't worry, there is more in this verse I promise you.