Back to short chapters :( for those of you who are dying to see if our sweet little Kenz lives through this this chapter will be torture for you :) you can thank me later! Hehe

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Kenz

When I opened my eyes everything was blurry, like looking through a magnifying lens too closely. The sun was shining on my face I turned my face to get away from it but it just bounced off the white walls right into my eyes. Why the hell are there white walls in the Impala? I thought, and that's when I realized I wasn't in the Impala anymore. I raised my arm to block out the sun when something yanked on my skin. What the hell is going on?! I thought. It took me a minute to realize that I was hooked up to an IV, and that I was in the hospital.

I had no idea what happened. last thing I remember was leaving the motel and climbing into the back of the Impala to fall asleep, on our way to the next hunt. I vaguely remember screaming, the pain in my ribs and side too much for a sleeping me, but I can't really remember. That pain, I realized, was no longer there and I thanked the drugs they must have been giving me.

Someone yanked the curtains on the window closed, and I became aware that I wasn't alone. I turned my head and saw Sam making sure that no sunlight would get through the curtains, while Dean sat in a chair right next to my bed with a look on his face that screamed worried big brother. I wanted to apologize for something to make the look go away but I didn't know what I needed to apologize for, and my mouth was so dry. I looked up at Sam giving him a look and he nodded walking over, pouring some water in a cup with a straw, then handed it to me. I sucked the cup dry. I handed the empty cup back to him, he sat it on the rolly table. I wanted to know why I was here, so I gave him another look. Again he nodded.

"You have blood poisoning from one of the cuts you revived during your last hunt." he sat down at the foot of my bed. "And you have two broken ribs." he said. So I was right about the broken ribs, well that explains the pain.

"Bur you already knew about the ribs didn't you kiddo." it wasn't a question it was a statement.

"I did know about the ribs, but they really weren't bothering me that bad. I know I should have told you but after the hunt I was just really tired and didn't think about it."

Dean leaned forward in his chair, looked me in the eyes and said. "I don't care if its a freaking paper cut or a bruise kenz! You tell us about it next time!" I could tell he wasn't mad I just worried him. "Alright, I've got to call Garth and let him know what went down. God I hate reporting to him." Dean stood up and was out the door before I could even say anything. I looked back at Sam.

"So you guys were able to hunt the Shtriga? Did you guys kill the bitch?" it sucks I didn't get to hunt it too, I've always wanted to hunt one of those life sucking bastards. He gave me a look he had never given me before, one I couldn't decipher, before responding.

"Yeah we hunted and killed it." he scoffed and didn't even try to hid it

"What?" I asked. The look and the scoff went together and I knew it.

"Nothing it just, uh, you almost died last this morning Kenzie, and your asking if we were able to catch the Shtriga and kill it. When what you should be asking is if your okay or if Dean is ever going to let you out of his sight again let alone hunt." so that's what the look was for, because I cared more about them killing a monster then about my own health.

"I'm awake so I know I'm okay, and that Shtriga was killing little kids. And don't worry about Dean he'll let me hunt again it might take a little while but you guys need me to do your dirty work, pretty soon he'll be begging me to help." I smiled at him to show him it really was okay. He didn't take the bait though.

"If you think either of us are going to let you hunt with two broken ribs while your hopped up on pain meds your crazy. I am however sorry you didn't get to put a bullet in the son of a bitch yourself, but hey there's always next time. Kenz? What's wrong?"

I couldn't breath.

I tried but no air came.

Sam leaned over me and slammed his hand on button and two seconds later two nurses came running into the room.

That's when everything started to get fuzzy.

I was trying to keep up with what was going on around me but I COULDN'T BREATHE!

A nurse was there pushing me back to lay me down at the same time I saw a nurse pushing Sam out of the room. I wanted to tell her 'no, don't take my Sam.' but I couldn't speak because I still couldn't breath. I wasn't sure if I should welcome the fog that was clouding my mind for fear of not knowing if I would wake up. But I welcomed it anyways.

That's when that endless darkness came and swallowed me up.

I'm not trying to torture y'all on purpose its just the way this story goes.. Now who's dying to see of she lives through this? Review and let me know if you think she'll live or not! You can help chose if she lives or not by taking the poll on my page! Good night beauties xoxox.