Epilogue
Beep. Beep. Beep. Beep. The loud noise echoed through the blackness to reach me. It was a familiar irritating noise. I was in hospital. Again. What had I done now? What mess had I got myself into?
I struggled to remember how I'd got myself into the hospital bed and what was wrong with me, except for the pounding in my head that was. The cloying, disgusting smell of disinfection started seeping into my head, making the headache intensify but helping to wake me up.
My eyes fluttered open, and I took in the white sterile room that I was situated in.
Bobby was sat by my bed, out of place in his dirty work clothes in this almost flawless white room. "Dad?" I asked, my voice coming out husky and soft, I felt like my throat was made out of sandpaper; a really unpleasant feeling if you were wondering.
"Bells! Oh thank god!" Bobby sat upright his hand reaching for mine, his eyes bloodshot and red but coloured with relief.
"Hey." I said with a small smile, still trying hard to remember how I ended up in here. I hoped it was a kickass reason, that I'd done something heroic and cool, but somehow I doubted it. "How did I end up in here?" I croaked out.
"You and the Winchesters were in a car accident Bells. You don't remember?" Concern was the main emotion in his voice.
"How are they. Are they ok? Dean and Sam?" My heart rate kicked up a notch, which the machine embarrassingly highlighted for me.
"Sam's awake, he's fine, just a few scratches and bruises. Johns still unconscious and so's Dean, they won't tell me jack except for that." Bobby growled looking pissed off that he was out of the loop for once.
I started trying to get out of the bed, I had to make sure Dean was ok, was going to be ok.
"Whoa! Hold on there ya igit, where do you think you're going?" Bobby asked me his tone sharp.
"I've got to check on them, make sure they're ok." I tried moving again but Bobby put his hands on my shoulders to stop me.
"You're no good to them if you move when ya shouldn't are ya? Wait for the doctor first Bells. Please." Bobby never said please, never. He was obviously more worried than he'd let on.
"Fine but go let him know I'm awake then. I'm waiting twenty minutes before I'm gone. And you know how stubborn I am, I take after you." I smiled at Bobby to let him know I was teasing him, even though what I was saying was true.
Bobby just raised his eyebrows, sighed and stormed from the room, making me giggle slightly. I did feel bad though, I knew this was his worst nightmare, the reason he wanted me being a civilian in the first place. But I couldn't lie in here all day while Dean was hurt. I couldn't, I was already yearning to be by his side. Worry and stress for my hunter making my head pound even more furiously.
And where was Sam? If he was awake, he'd would've checked on Dean, then John, then me, unless one of them was hurt real bad that was.
Right then and there I did something I hadn't done. Ever. I sent up a prayer. I asked god to look after the Winchesters, make sure that they pulled through this, all of them, not too hurt. A small tear escaped me as I made my silent plea, though I had no idea why, a sixth sense maybe?
Bobby was back in five minutes looking angry and red in the face. "Stay where you are! The doctor's coming right after he's seen the person he's with. Though they didn't look ill to me!" Bobby basically growled making me chuckle. His face softened at the sound, some of the stress leaving him. "How ya feeling Bells?"
"Not too bad thanks. Head aches a little, but I've had worse when I was being 'normal'." I smiled at my adoptive father.
"So..." Ah crap, Bobby was gonna start his chat with me now. Couldn't he cut me a little slack seeing as how I was lying in a hospital bed and all? "What's the deal with you and those boys then? You seem to like them a lot."
I might be able to dodge this until I knew that Dean was ok. I'd tell Bobby everything, I would, but I wanted to do it properly, preferably while Dean was awake and able to defend himself. "Sure I like them, I've always liked them. You know that." I answered honestly, just skirting around a few facts.
"That's not what I'm asking Bella and you know it." Oh dear, uncle Bobby now had on his 'serious' face. He wasn't going to let this drop. Maybe he'd wait to hurt Dean till he was out of hospital? I couldn't take that risk.
"What exactly do you mean then?" I asked, a frown in my forehead. Where the hell was this doctor, it'd been over five minutes now.
"Don't play dumb with me Bells, I know ya ain't." If the doctor could come in right about now that would be great.
"Are you asking if there's anything going on between me and the brothers?" I asked in an innocent voice playing for time.
"Yes. Is there anything between you and one of those boys." Bobby was getting angry now. He knew I was stalling, knew I was trying to protect one of them, he just didn't know which one at the minute.
Just then a man swept into the room with a clipboard and a long white coat. I'd played being a doctor enough times to recognise a real one when I saw him. I almost sank into the hard hospital bed so great was my relief at seeing him. Bobby frowned first at me then at the doctor. He knew he'd been thwarted, but he wasn't going to drop it, and he certainly wasn't happy about it.
"Hello Isabella, it's nice to see you awake. I'm doctor Stephen Maple and I've been in charge of your care while you've been residing with us. Okay let's have a look a your chart shall we?" Surely if he'd been looking after me for the whole twelve hours that I'd been in here, he should have known what was wrong with me? "Ah yes. As I'm sure your father has informed you, you have a clean break in your radius, several cuts and some bruising that might be fairly painful. But overall you are quite lucky. You've managed to avoid serious injury, and I don't see nay reason, as long as you're feeling well enough to leave as soon as we can get the papers signed." I blew out a breath of relief, now Bobby had no reason to not let me see Dean.
"Erm... Doctor?" I was planning on asking him how the Winchesters were, not that it mattered I'd be able to see them soon enough.
"I know what you're going to ask. Don't worry." I almost cried with joy, the boys were fine! Well, that was until he carried on speak any ways. "The babies in perfectly fine health as well."
"Baby?" I asked confused.
"Yes, it's fine." The doctor confirmed for me.
"What baby?" We hadn't had a baby with us, in fact I don't think that outside of hunting I'd even met a baby. And I'd certainly never looked after one.
"Oh. I see." The doctor put on a serious face and settled down on my bed next to me. "This may come as quite a bit of a shock then." What was this man on about? "Isabella, you are ten weeks pregnant." I didn't hear anything else after that, although the doctor carried on speaking all that I could hear was rushing wind. Pregnant? Pregnant? How? How? Huh? Pregnant, like with a baby? With Deans baby.
Sooo... What did you think? Bella's pregnant!How will she deal with this, how will Dean. And WHAT will Bobby say? I'll post a short note when I've put the sequel up. Hope you've all enjoyed this story. Thank you all for the reviews, favourites and follows, you've been brilliant :) Love as always Tametiger xx
