Disclaimer: I do not own any of the characters of Supernatural. They are all Kripke's creation. Shalimar is my creation.
Thanks to my beta, Shannon!
Chapter 11
Four days later
Dean's eyelids slowly opened. Something was down his throat. His green eyes panned right. Sam was sleeping in a chair barely large enough to hold him. He lightly touched his brother's left arm.
Sam slowly stirred. Relief was evident on his face. "Dean, I'm so glad you're awake."
The younger Winchester pressed the call button.
"Mr. Hagar, how can I help you?"
"My brother's awake."
"I'll page his doctor."
"Thank you," Sam replied.
A few minutes later, the doctor clicked into the room. Her long blond hair fell in loose curls. Black framed glasses outlined her sea blue eyes. Ruby red lipstick graced her thin lips. Doctor Fox was sown on her white lab coat.
"Hi, Mr. Hagar. I'm Doctor Fox. I'm going to remove the intubation tube. I will need you to inhale and then cough. Are you ready? Blink once for yes and two for no.
Dean's eyelids blinked once.
"Inhale for me."
Dean took a deep breath.
"And now cough."
His doctor quickly removed the tube.
"Could you swallow for me?"
Dean's Adam apple bobbed up and down.
"Are you able to speak?"
"How long have I been out?" Dean croaked.
"A week," Doctor Fox responded as she checked his vitals. "Everything seems fine."
"Could I have some ice chips?"
The doctor's thin lips curled into a smile. "I'll have a nurse bring you some."
A couple of minutes later, a heavyset woman with salt and pepper hair and dressed in pink scrubs entered the room. She was carrying a tan pitcher which she set on a tray table. She slid the table over to Dean's bed.
"It's nice to see you're finally awake. Here's your ice chips, handsome."
Dean briefly smiled to express his gratitude.
"My name's Marsha. I'll be your nurse until three o'clock. If you need anything else, just press the call button."
The nurse waddled from the room.